It was the sound of breathing that eventually woke me from my sleep, that, and the presence of another mind pushing against mine. I startled awake. I clung to the sheets, trying to put distance between me and the other person in the room before I was even truly aware. Rubbing the sleep from my eye, I tried to fix my blurry vision on the man in the chair next to me bed. Slowly, my eyes began to focus and I could make out where his hand was, were it would have been playing with my hair only moments ago. I could start to make out that he was tall and muscular and, sweet lord, the scent of sexually explicit aftershave seemed to role of his skin. It took all over my willpower not to move closer and bury my face in his neck and inhale as deeply as I could. As it was, I could feel my p***y gettin
