Waking Moments

Pillow Soft

Like a lot of you guys, I often wake up feeling "in the mood."  It's part of the reason that I like to be around in the mornings on weekends.  Not a late sleeper, I find myself getting up early whether or not I have stuff to do and no matter what day it is, but when it comes to the weekends (like today - a sleepy Sunday) it's not unlikely that I will drink coffee and get back into bed for a little bit.

I don't know what it's like to be a guy (duh), but I can tell you as a girl who wakes up feeling the urge often, your bed never feels more comfortable than it does when you're just about to rise from it.  And weekends (or rainy days) are the perfect excuse to stay in bed just a little bit longer than usual.

The pillow gets fluffed up and your head just sinks back into it.  Your hand naturally gravitates to your pillow-soft breasts - they just love being touched and lightly squeezed in the morning.  Preferably you're waking up being spooned and fondled by a huge pair of man-hands, but in the absence of such a luxury, getting in touch with yourself is a not-so-bad alternative.  Tee hee.

What a Girl Wants

Well, as luck would have it, as I was writing this post, I had my dreams fulfilled.  It kind of makes me wonder about the power that this blog might hold in making my dreams come true - hmmmmm.

A very good (and sexy) friend who appeared just as I was writing this just happened to mention how he'd love to stay in bed a little longer this morning.  And another thing he expressed which I was just about to expound upon in this post, was his desire to spoon my body and fondle my breasts.  O-M-Goodness!

This girl got exactly what she wanted (sans the catnap - although that's still a possibility).  Not only did I get exactly what I wanted, with a person who is always in-sync with me, but I think he got what he was looking for as well.  I believe so; he said so.  Quite honestly, every time we're together it's just sweet serendipity.  (Yeah, you know who you are - chuckles.)

Well, time is moving on so I'll save the nap for after - like when I actually get something beside blog posting accomplished.  More packing - then a 2pm date with the guy that owns the local convenience store.  He promised me a hook up with some free newspapers for packing.  (Yeah, nothing is "free;" we all know that, and I have a good idea that newspapers aren't all he's packing.)  Tee hee.

Maybe after some packing and napping I'll feel the need to sign back on.  Drop me a note on NF if  you'd like to join me later.

xxo