Jan 31, 2015 13:50
So last night, I couldn't sleep. Almost like he knew, Wesley reached over and started feeling me up. He was doing a good job and was taking forever, so when I got tired of waiting, I did my thing and took what is taken. Gave some, too. Then we are laying there, still engaged and saited, with me laying across him. We both hesitate and look at each other and he asks, "Any idea how to disengage?" I laugh and say, "Yeah, I know how you hate changing the sheets. Let's just roll and then you can do your thing." So I start to roll onto my back and take him with me, not realizing that we were diagonal in the bed and there was no room for our four limbed mess. I promptly fell, hit my head with a crack against the tile floor, and Wesley fell on top of me.
I lay there for about 5 minutes, laughing.