Somewhere between a dream and awake, I lie in my bed, naked.

The dream had been of him, his body, his penis hard and wanting. I have often thought about him and his manhood, but I can never act on my feelings, since I merely baby-sit his children, and to him I am only a young college co-ed making some extra cash.

I am certain, though, that at times he looks at me in that way. I even think I once noticed his penis hard beneath his pants. But I can’t be sure as to take action, except here in my college room at night. In my dream we are locked in passion, and as I begin to emerge frp, sleep. my breasts yearn to be held. My nipples yearn to be exposed to his look, his tongue, his fingers. I oblige their need with my own. I caress my breasts. They are full and hard, and as I caress them I can feel my wetness... Read More