She awoke to soft light and the tweeting of birds.
Their hotel room was facing the wrong way to see the dawn, but she could see flickers of motion outside: birds hopping around, some people down on the beach in the blue pre-dawn, and even the roll and drag of the waves outside. Their bedroom had a balcony, and she realized they had never used it. Gently she disengaged herself from her husband’s arms (noting in passing his erection nestled between her legs–why was he erect now, while asleep?) and padded out onto the balcony. She hoped no one decided to look in her direction: she still wasn’t wearing any clothes.
Inwardly she marveled Click to read more