After my nude encounter with Amy in the kitchen, I slowly walked back to my bedroom in a dazed state. Had I dreamed what just happened? Had Amy really rubbed her naked body up against mine? Had she really pressed her ass against my cock? As I passed her bedroom door, I saw that it was open. Inside, the room was dark but I could vaguely see the outline of her naked body lying on top of the sheets of her bed.
It was getting very hot that night. Her bedroom window was open and I could hear a fan blowing on the windowsill. She was trying to cool off. But the sight of her was only making my temperature rise.
I resigned myself to returning to bed. I lay on top of the sheets as Amy did, but it was still so hot that I could only toss and turn, a thin sheen of sweat covering my body. And the thought of Amy in the next room, naked as the day she was born, did not help things.
I tossed for at least another hour, unable to sleep. My cock was hard the entire time. Finally I gave up on sleeping and started to jerk myself off. I lay on my back and closed my eyes, imagining that Amy was lying next to me and it was her hand wrapped around the shaft of my cock, stroking it up and down. I imagined her lips encircling the head and her tongue pressed against the underside of the shaft.
As I was stroking my cock, I heard Amy rolling over in bed and sighing like a contented cat (our doors were both open so sound carried easily across the hall). The thought of her in the next room began to drive me past lust into insanity. This masturbating wasn't going to do the trick... I had to do something more.
I knew what I wanted to do, but hesitated. Should I? Was it right? After a few minutes the lust took over my thoughts and I decided I didn't care anymore.
I slid out of bed and tip-toed across the hallway into Amy's room. I stopped just past her doorway to let my eyes adjust to the darkness. When I did I could see her sleeping peacefully on top of the sheets of her bed, completely exposing her naked body. She lay on her stomach and her head was resting on the pillow, turned away from me towards the wall. I crept closer to get a better look and held my breath to listen.
She was sleeping soundly and peacefully, breathing evenly. I could see now as I came closer that a thin sheen of sweat was covering her entire body in the oppressive heat, making her skin shine in the pale moonlight that came in through her bedroom curtains. The soft curves of her ass begged to be touched.
I checked once more to make sure she was sleeping soundly and then I reached out with my right hand and placed it on the left cheek of her ass. I just let it rest there, not wanting to rouse her, and then I caressed her ass gently and squeezed it ever so slightly. Her ass felt so perfect and so smooth, and so perfectly soft. My cock grew even harder than I had ever felt it before, and I could feel pre-cum dripping down from the head.
I squeezed her ass a little harder, this time on the other cheek. But this time my breath caught as she stirred. I ducked down and stepped back as she rolled over onto her back. Her arms fell gently to her side and she stretched her legs and then rubbed them together. Her tits bounced gently as her body settled into place on her back.
At first I thought I was caught, but then I realized with relief that she was only rolling over in her sleep. I had disturbed her but not fully awakened her.