To dream and to be conscious are two very different things. Life is normally so much more vivid. The other night what I thought was real was a dream. It was so vivid and alive it could not be a dream.  The feelings I felt, the excitement was too real. 

There I was tired and depressed lying on the couch. Waiting for her to come home from work, I guess I just feel asleep watching Murder She Wrote again.  I wait for her every night she works late. I miss her. I miss her scent, touch, her laughter, and mostly her smile.

While lying on the couch watching the TV, I must have dozed off thinking about her.

I could hear her closing her car door downstairs, then setting the alarm. I hear the downstairs door open and close meaning she is on her way up. The door opens and there she is, the woman I love standing there. I love to look at her for she is the most beautiful person I have ever met. Her eyes are blue, which change with her mood. Those gorgeous legs that I love wrapped around my head. The strong arms I need to hold me tight. Her body is very curvaceous and I love it. She comes over to the couch and gives me a kiss, which she always does. I kiss her back and feel our tongues entwine. The feeling of her tongue in my mouth gives me hotness between my legs. I want her to make love to me. I want to feel her sweet caress and her kisses all over my body. 

Slowly she lays over me. The weight of her body on mind sends my mind racing.  I feel her hand caressing my chest through my nightgown. The anticipation is growing inside of me. I need her to make love to me. It’s no longer a want but a sure need. Her soft hands are now moving lower down my body, I can feel the warmth of her touch. The hand I love so much is moving up my thigh underneath my nightgown. I can feel her hand moving closer to my wet mound.  For a dream, this is so real. I can feel the heat from her breath on my neck as she is giving me light kisses. I turn my head slightly and meet with her lips. They are soft and warm. Kissing them makes me even hotter.

The feeling between my legs is now an ache that needs to fulfilled. Her fingers are moving closer to my clit. The slight touch on my clit makes my back arch forward, bringing my hips closer to her. She knows my weakness- I love my clit rubbed. She gently rubs it, sending great sensations through my body. My wetness is apparent as she slides her fingers into it.  I can feel one loving finger inside me pressing in and out. Slowly she brings in another, and with a moan of passion, she kisses my neck working down to my chest. I feel light headed. Emotions are running through me. I love this woman. I cannot live a day without her. I need her spirit and strength.

Suddenly I feel this incredible sensation. She is licking around my nipple and lightly nibbling on it.  I can feel the wetness of her tongue. It is warm and nice. This sends a wave of passion through