I heard my door opening, so I walked to my visitor, not allowing anyone in. This certainly wasn't the time to disrupt a wonderful moment. I was clinging onto it, knowing all too well that's not the thing to do. I of all people know this. Yet I went with the flow, and not knowing what to expect, I didn't seem to care. After all, my life would go on if nothing came of this, nor should I want anything to come of us. He was just a man like all the rest.
Within minutes he woke up, and looked at me standing against the wall. His warm greeting was a sight to behold, and told me I should get back in bed with him. I did. He started to cuddle with me, something I hadn't done in a long time. He held me close to him, and lovingly patted my head, and the side of my face. He slid downward, kissing my breast's and telling me I had a sexy body that he wanted to ravish all over again. His hand glided down onto my stomach, massaging my belly with gentle pressure. It felt so good that I didn't want him to move his hand, to leave it right where it was. He began to add more pressure, massaging upward to my rib cage and downward again to the lower part of my belly. Hitting my g-spot, I came with no problem. It amazes me how that happens, he's not even inside me and I could come with just a massage in the right place.