He loved to watch her sleep. He had convinced himself, that because they were dating, he was not a peeping tom. He lived right next door anyway. There was, however, something exciting about watching her while she was just being herself with no outer influences. His name was Tim, and he had been dating Autumn for about two months, although they had known each other their whole lives. He would take her out, they would have a great time, and it always ended the same way⦠both of them wanting more. So he would sit on a bench near her window and long for her there.
Autumn, now asleep, was deep in REM sleep. All of her worldly cares seeped from her innocent face as she dreamed. Her dream's subject was her boyfriend, of course. How could she let him know that she wanted things to move along further? She was shy on the subject of sex, but was in love with Tim already and wanted him to know. In her dream, she caressed his face⦠She could feel the smoothness of it, and the slight bit of sweat on his brow. She told him her secret very coyly, causing him to raise his eyebrows in hope. "I have always been in love with you," he breathed earnestly, "ever since the third grade. You are a wonderful person, and I love being with you. I admire you so much, I only want to treat you the way you deserve to be treated." He sighed, clearly embarrassed. She flushed, feeling heat flare to her cheeks. Through her dream, she murmured his name.
Tim, sitting outside, definitely heard her moan his name. He became too filled with longing to hold her and slowly crept in through her open window. He could smell her perfume and hair from the window, as the ceiling fan blew soft air toward his face. She had just taken a shower before going to bed, and her skin still had that soft glow to it.
He noticed the yellow rose he had given her the night before, in a vase by her bed. He replaced it with a red one and discarded the yellow rose. He tripped over the edge of the bed and fell onto the floor, yelling out in pain. Apparently, Autumn was a heavy sleeper because she did not stir. Tim had only intended to change the roses, but he decided he might stay for a while since there was no way he would wake her up.
He stood at the edge of the bed for about five minutes, trying to decide what to do. He did not want to offend this sweet girl. She rolled over from her side to her stomach, exposing the fact that she was wearing nothing. She uttered something almost inaudibly, but Tim definitely heard the sexual undertones in her voice. That made up his mind. He slowly undressed down to his boxers, and was glad he had showered after dinner⦠he did not want to wake her up with the smell of garlic from his dinner!