The first night was the worst. My lover's side on our bed was empty, although his scent still lingered on. He had to go abroad for a month, and I couldn't join him because of my work. One night we talked on the phone right before going to bed, and I had a very erotic dream that night... He was looking at me with those smiling blue eyes. I could hear his deep voice and feel his protective embrace. It was like our very first time together: we simply couldn't get enough of each other. Because of the unusually strong impulses, I was becoming more and more aroused, and slowly but surely I could feel my orgasm approaching. I had had orgasms in my sleep in the past, but those were somehow different. As I lay there on the bed, the experience suddenly started to appear more and more mystical. I couldn't decide whether it was a dream or reality. My senses were slowly waking up. I thought, if my lover is abroad, then who is it I feel stroking my clitoris? The thought frightened me, and I opened my eyes with a start. It was him. He came home for the weekend... I was as happy as a little teenager who'd received her first kiss. I was awake, but still groggy. My lover, not caring whether I was asleep or awake, penetrated me as he lay there on his side, and started moving slowly inside me, bringing me closer and closer to a waking orgasm with each gentle thrust.
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