Past, Present and Passion

Night Sweats

Kelsey was mentally and physically exhausted. She had to get some sleep. She made her way to the bedroom, kicking off her shoes on the way. She stripped off her clothes and fell into her bed, not even bothering to put on her pajamas. She was asleep in minutes, with a smile on her face.

Charles stood outside, trying to figure out what he was even doing there. What just happened? Why did I have to walk her home? It was such a strange thing to do, it was one of the safest places to walk ever. He just found himself drawn to her. Something about her made his blood rush his head and made his mind cloudy.

Charles shook himself out of his stupor and turned to walk away, glancing one last time back at the cottage. He froze as he saw Kelsey in front of her bedroom window.. undressing. She must not have noticed the open window, or did she? Did she want him to see her? He tried to look away but as she lifted her shirt up over her head he literally couldn’t move. The soft curves of her shoulders as her dark curls fell over them in waves, her small waistline that gave way to curvy hips and a plump bottom. She bent over to drop her pants and then snapped off her bra and fell out of sight.

His blood was rushing places that it shouldn’t be rushing to at that moment and he quickly tried to pulled himself together, clearing his throat and adjusting his pants. Charles ran his hand through his dark hair and muttered “get it together buddy” and briskly walked towards home.

Jared was on his knees at the bottom of the bed as he slowly pulled Kelsey’s panties down her legs. He kissed his way up her leg, starting at her ankle, then her knee and her inner thigh. Kelsey let out a sigh of pleasure and laid her head against the headboard. He found his way to the perfect spot, reaching his hands up to grab her full, heaving breasts. Kelsey moaned “Jared”.

Suddenly, Charles lifted his head from between her thighs. He kissed her belly button and slowly made his way to her hardened n*****s. Her body arched in pleasure as his lips brushed her neck and finally found her mouth. She reached down and slipped his boxers down. He looked her her eyes and said, you sure? She nodded, unable to speak. He nodded back and thrust himself inside her.

Kelsie sat up with a yelp. She looked around her. Where even was she? It slowly started to come back to her as she looked around the room, her eyes adjusting to the darkness. She put her hand to her head. She was sweating profusely and her heart was racing. It was just a dream. She covered her face with her hands. She had just had a s*x dream about two different men! At the same time! She shook her head. Where was her mind? She should be thinking about work right now.

What time is it? Where was her phone? She looked out the window and saw it was still dark. She could see the lights in the front yard by the gate. Oh. My. God. It hit her. Her window was wide open. She was so tired and worked up when she got home she had undressed right in front of it! Did Charles see her? Or someone else? Damn it Kelsie get yourself together!!

She pulled the sheet off the bed and wrapped it around her, stumbling to the window to close the curtains. Mumbling to her self about how stupid she was being. “I need my phone. And charger. And vibrator apparently”, she said rolling her eyes. What in the world did she do with her phone? She had it in the pub. Her pants! She dropped to her knees and felt around the floor for her pants.

“Of course it’s dead!” She yelled out loud as she pulled the phone from her pants pocket. She fumbled around for several minutes in her bags and finally found her charger and converter. She waited impatiently as it powered up. 3:45. Am. Ughhh she groaned. She knew she needed to sleep longer but she was thankful she had woken up at all! She hadn’t even set an alarm for work! She couldn’t be late for her first day. She set her alarm for 7am and spread her sheet back on her bed. Her mind wandered back to her dream… Now where was that vibrator?

Charles woke up in a cold sweat. He could still see her. Moving up and down on his rock hard d**k. And he looked under his sheet and confirmed it still was rock hard. He shook his head. It was a dream. Just a dream. He sat up and rubbed his temples. He couldn’t be with this woman. He had to control his feelings. But he also had to admit that no woman had ever affected him this way. He remembered when their hands had touched on the walk. The fire that had rushed through him. He groaned and fell back into bed. He had to put her out of his mind. Charles reached over and grabbed the cup of scotch he had been working on before bed and downed it. He checked his clock. 4am. He had to get a few more hours of sleep. It was going to be a really weird day, he was very sure of that.