Sleep Standing Up

I smiled down upon him, my mind urging me to join him in bed, where it would be warm, the company was good and ... No, I told myself. Must not fall to temptation. "Don't worry about me ... I'll be fine here for the night. Honest, don't worry about me. Have a good night's sleep." As I watched, he simply shrugged, "Well, alright, suit yourself then. Night." With that, he casually turned off the light on the nightstand, placed his head on the pillow, and went to sleep.

Meanwhile, I was left ... no, left myself, to stand over him, my naked body visible as ever. I tried to go to sleep, knowing my high heels, still on my feet, may make enough noise to wake him, and thus politeness left me standing right where I was all night. I let out a sigh, aware it will likely be a long night and settle in for the long haul. I watch over him silently, or as silently as I could, my breathing slow, as I pondered the possibility of sleeping upright.

I felt the temperature of the room, and likely the whole house continuing to decline as I stood there. 'Do doubt pre-programmed for the best sleep; I thought wryly, as I quickly felt goose bumps forming on my skin, my nipples standing out hard from my breasts. My breast also seem to be getting harder, and the cool breeze reminded me, unnecessarily so, that my shaved bush was very much exposed. As I did my best to sleep, I felt goosebumps form all over ... my arms, legs, my ass, and even my pussy lips were not immune to reminding me of the coolness that seem to invisibly be descending on me. I could see the temperature control, on the other side of the room, as it slowly lowered the indoor temp. 'So close, and yet so far'. I thought, amusingly to myself. As I mused on the matter, I could see him, sleeping under the silken sheets and warm blanks, and comfortable as I waited.

Eventually, I must have fallen to sleep, as suddenly I found myself awake, the room awash with light. I felt his lips pressing against mine, and my mind quietly enjoyed the moment, his warm hand planted on the small of my beck. I moan softly at the touch, the goosebumps quite visible just then, I just hoped the dampness which may have started forming between my legs from his kiss was not so visible ...

After several seconds, during which my eyes fluttered shut, his lips left mine. I smirked at him, and fought completely off guard, "Not that I'm complaining, but what was that for?" I asked, amused. He smiled back my way, "That's was for being such a professional and keeping an appropriate distance from your patient. Now, hurry up, it's time for breakfast!" With that, he dashed out of the room, his movements quick. I found myself surprised, and with a gap, had to rush to catch up my high heels, still, on from last night, *click-clacking* loudly on the floor with each step. We had eggs, bacon and oatmeal, before heading out to work.

As we got to his car, I caught people staring at my naked and exposed body, my curves drawing stares. I simply smiled back and waved, getting in his car, and as usual, his seatbelt did a good job making my exposed bosom clear to all, as it fits between them. As he pulled out of his spot and drove to his work, he asked, "I wonder what Tori will be like today .... we did agree to leave her there, alone after all." I giggled softly, my mind remembering last night, "Your right... I hope she won't hold it against us." He smiled back, "With you arriving as naked as you are? Not likely."