Little spoon, Big spoon

Lying on my side facing the edge of the bed I quickly drift back to sleep, a skill I learned while riding the bus in juniors. I am only briefly awoken as Jamie begins to snuggle up behind me.

First her hand slides up under my arm as she uses my own mass to pull her chest tight against my back. Unmistakably erect nipples now press hard into the middle of my back.

Just as I think she is comfortable, her hips slowly squirm their way against mine. Once contact is made she begins to use a thrusting motion to press them tight against me minimizing the space between us.

Finally as a coup de grace, Jamie brings her knees up under mine completing the position of big spoon against me. As I lay here somewhere between half and full asleep with her pressed so firmly to me, the scent of the **** just wafts gently through me, briefly reminding me of all that has happened tonight. Having her close like this is actually quite comfortable, also thinking I need another hour or three of sleep I choose to ignore the fact that it is Jamie and I rather choose to imagine that it is just my wife in the bed next to me.

Throughout the rest of the night I have vivid dreams of winning the cup when my teammates turn into half and fully naked female belly dancers. Another of an all women performance of river dance but as the songs progress the dancers reveal themselves to be strippers who all look like sisters. And so my dreams went this night, always starting clean, then devolving into some variation of an erotic dream.

As my body instinctively awakens, I move only my head up to look at the clock on my table and see that it is now five to five, which is only five minutes before I usually get up for the morning skate.

The realization that I looked at the clock on my stand and that I have now in turn wrapped myself around Jamie only slowly sets in. I take a very quick assessment of how we are intertwined before I move an additional muscle.

My left arm she is laying on and is wrapped completely across her chest above her breasts and I am using it to hold her tightly to me. My right hand has crossed the line of decency and where my arm is draped across her chest with my hand firmly cupping her breast closest to the bed. The placement of my arms is at the least subconsciously ok with Jamie as her arms are wrapped across mine holding them to her.

I have pulled her body tight against mine where she has melted into it as though she has always belonged there. As my body continues to become aware of itself, I am startled by the fact that my morning wood is pressing itself firmly against Jamie's crotch. As our legs are not bent very much so I am unable to tell if I am just pressed between her thighs or if I have penetrated her vaginally. It takes only an additional moment for me to remember that I didn’t remove her panties so I am relieved that I am only between her thighs.