A delicate touch

Through the haze of sleep, you become dimly aware of a hand stroking your body gently, from your thigh up to your breast. As your foggy mind awakens further, you remember the siutuation you're in, and suddenly bolt to full consciousness. Your eyes snap open, and you tense to strike -

You're suddenly glad you didn't follow your first impulse and slug whoever was touching you. It's Amanda's hand, and although she's mumbling and sighing as she touches you, she's obviously still asleep and dreaming. You start to roll her over, but it occurs to you that she's probably had a terrible time lately and could use the escape of a sensual dream, even if you must be her unwitting partner. You wonder briefly who the lucky guy is whose image she sees in her head as she tenderly rubs your legs and nuzzles into your neck.

"Oh Alex," she whispers softly. "Why won't you kiss me? Why won't you hold me?"

Dear God, she's dreaming about you!

"Er... Amanda..." you whisper back to her.

"Yes, my mistress?"

Your eyebrows raise. What kind of dream is she having? Is this really how her subconsious sees you? You feel embarrassed on her behalf for laying her soul bare before you, and even more so on your own account as her delicate touches raise goosebumps on your flesh, stimulating you and making you warm and flushed.

Then her hand glides across your cheek. "Kiss me Alex, please kiss me," she whispers with her lips barely an inch away from your own. Before you can respond even to pull away, she moves in and ever-so-softly touches her lips to yours. You can't help it - you moan softly as her embrace awakens passions you never knew you had. Your first kiss from a woman is like a shock to the system, and before you know what you're doing your arms are around her, pulling her closer.

Somehow, you sense that Amanda is suddely awake.

"Mmmph!" she cries through your lips, and pulls away from you with sudden shock. "Alex? What... what's going on? I was dreaming, and... oh God, what were we doing?"