twenty to thirty minutes is enough!

With a smile, Jake eased himself back onto the bed. He slowly nudged his body toward Abbie's, and turned to spoon her. She murmured, still perhaps asleep, and snuggled toward Jake. He felt her legs against his, her back against his bare chest. He gently pushed the covers away as he ran his hand along the side of her body.

Abbie wore a simple tank top and satin panties; Jake wore boxers and nothing else. Just thinking about Abbie's body would be enough, but lying next to her, his hands on her, Jake began to feel his penis hardening. He was lined up right behind her, and if Abbie was awake, she would likely be able to feel him against her ass.

Jake's hands roamed Abbie's upper body. He pushed her hair aside and kissed the back of her neck as his hand wrapped around her chest and cupped her breast, outside the tank top. Abbie squirmed slowly, though Jake was still unsure if she was awake or asleep.

The material of Abbie's shirt was very thin and light, and Jake was undecided if it was hotter to touch her through the shirt or under it. He enjoyed feeling the cloth, feeling the firmness of her breasts, her perky nipples. Surely she must be awake by now, he thought. She said she was a sound sleeper, but this must have woken her ... right?

Abbie wiggled her body a little more. She didn't turn, though, and she didn't speak. If she was awake, she wasn't giving it away.

Jake looked down at her legs. The top, her left leg, was bent, the other straight. Her left ankle and foot rested limply along the top of her right calf. Her smooth skin was flawless. Her muscles were relaxed, the curve of her lower leg, perfect. He admired the hemline of her panties along the side of her ass. He had seen her ass so many times and in so many ways, but it still lit a fire. He smiled. Something about this moment, Abbie lying there, possibly still asleep, wearing what Jake could only phrase in his mind as "normal" clothes. There was nothing inherently sexual about this moment, and yet the simplicity of her leg had him so turned on.

He put his hand on her thigh, and felt her body shift very slightly as she took a deeper breath. He ran his hand up her leg, and let his palm linger on her hip so that he could feel both her skin and the satin of her panties at the same time. His thumb moved just a little, kneading into her flesh.

Jake's dick was rock hard, and all from this -- her leg, her butt, Abbie possibly still asleep. Jake shifted his own position to release some of the tightness his boxers had around him. He rolled back toward her, and his erection poked the back of Abbie's thigh, high up, right near the edge of her ass. He heard her take a quicker and deeper breath -- yes, she's awake, he thought. He imagined that he could hear her smiling.

Abbie moved her hips very slowly, slow enough that although Jake was mostly convinced she was awake, he still had a small doubt. He allowed her to rub against him, his cock quivering as the plump pillow of her butt pushed back into him, and then forward again. She could just be dreaming, he thought.

Jake was feeling tight in his boxers again, and regardless of what was still yet to happen in this bed, he saw no harm in simply easing his discomfort. He put his thumbs into the waistband of his boxers and pushed them down to his knees. His cock sprang free, and pressed back into Abbie's upper thigh, but now without the small barrier of cotton between them. He thought he heard a small noise -- did she notice that? Does she feel me against her?

As Jake wriggled back toward Abbie, his dick rested just under her ass, on top of her outstretched lower (right) leg. If she wasn't wearing panties, the head of his cock would be centimeters from the entrance of her pussy. Instead, her underwear served as a small obstacle to Jake simply plunging into her -- though he considered the idea of just pulling her panties aside and sliding into her.

Jake put his hands back on Abbie's hips, touching the side of her panties, and then slid his hand upward, above her hip bones, to the soft skin between her hips and ribs. He slid his hand forward, pushing her tank top up so he touched her bare skin. He felt her navel under his fingers, and as he slowly grazed her stomach, his fingers toyed with the top of her panties. He delicately ran his fingers along her stomach, feeling her breath, and ever so gradually pushing her tank top up.

Jake's fingers were now just barely at the base of Abbie's breasts, between them. If he moved his hands upward, he would be holding her breast. Instead, he stayed where he was, appreciating the underside, the smoothness of her skin. It was soft and warm. His cock twitched, and he felt the head of it make slight contact with her panties.