I rolled over and found myself alone in bed. The spot where you were sleeping wasn't even warm, so I climbed out of bed to find out what you were up to, creeping through the house as quiet as I could.
Not surprising I found you in front of the computer screen, reading erotic stories on the web, your face aglow from the light of the monitor. I can see your shoulder moving slightly as you touched and squeezed yourself while you read a story that had peaked your interest there.
How exciting to find you stroking yourself, my very favorite thing a man can do. As I watched you silently from the doorway I squeezed and pulled on my already hardening nipples and I could not control the desire to taste the back of your neck as I slowly crept forward. Though I could see the words on the screen I had no desire to read what story you were caught up in but instead wanted to play into your fantasy.
I lowered myself to my knees behind your office chair and slipped my hands around you startling you. You turn to look into my eyes and see how you've aroused me without even trying to. I rise back up to kiss the back of your neck and taste your ears and the skin on your shoulders.