Shocked

Brian

I woke up suddenly, feeling sweat pouring from all my pores, and almost fell off the couch I had just fallen asleep on, still in the TV room, and felt like a complete idiot, for running away from the girl so much and she still managed to chase me in my dreams.

I dreamed about Charlotte? And even worse, it was a completely erotic dream! I was in trouble, really. There was no escape.

I ran my hands over my forehead, wiping the sweat drops that had welled up there, and leaned back on the couch, putting my feet up on the coffee table and trying to get more comfortable.

I sighed once more, feeling like a defeated man as I found that I was completely erect with a dream, something that hadn't happened since I was a teenager.

I slipped my hand under the lightly woven shorts I was wearing and stroked my member, just enough to try to calm my nerves.

But as my hand was massaging my cock, my eyes seemed to have a mind of their own, closing and I quickly saw the image of Charlotte formi