Awakening

She woke up breathing heavily, nipples hard, with a throbbing between her legs.

She looked around, expecting to see her beau with a grin on his face but he had long since gone off to work.

"That was interesting," she said aloud. "I wonder what brought that on?"

She got up out of bed to find she had left a large wet spot on the bed. "Looks like I need to change the sheets." She laughed to herself.

She kept shaking her head, trying to figure out what had gone on. He beau had long ago decided that sex was just not in the cards for them. If he couldn't, she couldn't either. An occasional kiss, sometimes a hug was all she got from him. In her soul she longed to be fucked silly but settled for a relationship that had everything but that. The longer she went without it, the easier it was to accept that this was the way it was.

Dream, fantasy, whatever this was, had awakened a part of her she thought she had buried for good. It made her feel alive again.

She pulled off the sheets enjoying the scent of her own essence that filled the room. It engulfed her. Every time she moved the sheets, it got stronger.

"Mmmmm. It's been a very long time since this room has smelled like this."

She thought about wrapping herself in the sheets but decided to be practical