Odd morning in
In her sleep, Jun experienced heat. It made it hard to breathe. She was wearing far too much clothing.
She stretched, turned over and bumped into someone solid and human temperture normal. That would be her bed mate -- Derek: cotton-soft hair and smooth skin where he wasn't weathered by the elements and hard labor. He was hot to the touch. Hotter than she was used to.
What a strange sensation -- being too hot under the covers for comfort.
She shrugged out of her nightie sleepily. Then went back to sleep while trying to shove the comforter to the floor: her finger caught in the crook of her blousson panty bottoms, her feet tucked between his.
She stretched, turned over and bumped into someone solid and human temperture normal. That would be her bed mate -- Derek: cotton-soft hair and smooth skin where he wasn't weathered by the elements and hard labor. He was hot to the touch. Hotter than she was used to.
What a strange sensation -- being too hot under the covers for comfort.
She shrugged out of her nightie sleepily. Then went back to sleep while trying to shove the comforter to the floor: her finger caught in the crook of her blousson panty bottoms, her feet tucked between his.