There's that thing that moves you sometimes, in the middle of the night, to reach out and touch the body of your lover as her breasts rise and fall with the gentle tempo of a peaceful sleep. A sense of cocooned warmth that starts off peacefully platonic - and ends up being flagrantly physical. And so it was. I turned towards her and, on an impulse, reached out and gently brushed the sleek lines of her outer thigh with my...

Recently Whatsapped to some new friends of ours.... :-) *** So – I have a confession. Last night, while we were very tired, T and I nevertheless made love. We were lying in our four-poster...we kissed, she reached over and fondled my cock, I put my hand between her legs, and the kissing became more passionate. The proverbial natural course of things led to her riding me. I laid her down and worshiped her body, kissed my w...

We were supposed to go out yesterday morning...to be there by nine. But when, from under one leaden eyelid, I glimpsed the bedside clock, it was clear. We'd be sleeping in. The laws of physics don't allow for two-minute lead-times, especially with kids in tow. Sleepy sex has always been a predilection of mine. I'd slept soundly from one in the morning when I finished the Grisham paperback. Not his usual legal thriller, bu...