Shower Thoughts About Sleep Novels & Stories

My mind knew it was wrong to even entertain such thoughts but the building moisture between my legs indicated my body had a different idea of what was right. Minutes and then two hours meandered by. Shawn seemed to have drifted off to sleep. The thought occurred to me that maybe I had missed my chance. I chided myself one more time. Fire light bathed the inside of the cabin, the fireplace providing the majority of the light. The sound of rain tapping on the cedar planked roof and the swishing of innumerable trees in the gusts of wind outside would have lulled just about anyone into a heavy sleep, but my mind was on fire. I could hear Shawn’s breathing as he lay in his sleeping bag on the flo

I work my fingers well until I come all over them. I breathe in and out in satisfaction, but I crave the real deal. I enter the bathroom and quickly wash myself, but all the soaps in the world can’t wash away the thoughts I have for him. I go to bed quickly, popping a pill to help me sleep. I know that if I don’t, the thought of him will keep me up all night and I need every ounce of sleep.

So, I head into the washroom and take a hot shower. The shower feels nice. Extraordinary even. The water seems to wash away most of the mental pains stored up inside me and replace them with happier thoughts. Like, when Aaron will take his first steps, say his first word, go to school for the first time. And Luke and I are happy. A strange thought that will never occur, but it's okay to think about it from time to time. Turning off the dials, I open the sliding glass door, dry and dress, then head back out into the bedroom.

Back in the present, as I remember every detail of that night, my hand slides slowly down my own body. The cold shower water makes my nipples hard and erect. I finger myself furiously until my legs can no longer hold me up. I dry off and crawl back into bed. As I drift off to sleep, my mind is already filled with thoughts of all the nights still to come with my perfect dirty sex toy.

After showering, I changed into my pajamas and proceeded to my bed to lie down. " So relaxing" I murmured to myself as I lay comfortably on the bed with a smile on my face. When I gazed up at the ceiling, I had a lot of thoughts about what had transpired today with the kids and Dum. All I can think of is good luck and hoping to survive this mission. I tried to close my eyes to go to sleep but after a few seconds of closing it I opened my eyes again. " Damn it, I can't sleep!" I said to myself with frustration.

I close the door before putting on my plush indoor slippers, removing my flannel shirt revealing my tank top beneath. My best option now is to take a warm bath and sleep. Sleep is always the best escape route to run from your thoughts and reality. “When you sleep, you'll still wake up to find your problems still waiting for you.” Ney says, unsurprisingly able to penetrate through my head, again. Damn Ney and her smart mouth. Let me rephrase my words. Sleep is always the best temporary escape route. An escape route is an escape route, regardless of if it's permanent or temporary.

Because I could really get carried away if I don’t control it. I don’t let myself stay in the bath too long. It’s too easy to get dreamy in the tub, and I know that where those daydreams will lead. The cold air on my skin when I get out is enough to shock my senses so I can think more clearly. Once I’m dry and in my favorite sleep shirt, one that I stole from Rafe years ago, I towel off my hair and flop onto the bed. My body is still warm and pleasantly heavy from the bath. I reach for my phone without thinking, and when the screen lights up, I freeze.

"I already showered. And it's best I call it a night." He shrugged, then disappeared back into the bathroom without another word. I turned on the bed, deciding to go to sleep. If I could bring myself to shut down for the night, the tingling between my thighs would fade too. Shutting off the filthy thoughts in my head and pushing away the image of his naked body, I closed my eyes, welcoming sleep. My eyes grew heavy as I tried to sleep. I kept on turning on the bed, chasing after dreamland, but just before I could finally rest, I felt the mattress dip beside me.

“Sure, Daddy, that sounds like an awesome idea.” After dinner, thankfully Daddy had an appetite, I headed up for a hot shower. It was a tiring day, not physically, but mentally. Tomorrow would be another day. I hope for no further sex peep shows in the morning. Unless it’s me and Holden - where did that thought come from? I really needed some sleep if my mind was coming up with those crazy thoughts.

and body as well. I try, I really do try to take my mind out of the gutter, but it's pointless. His voice has got me turned on. So turned on, I feel wetness between my legs. That's it.. . . shower time. After I'm done taking a shower, I feel way relaxed, and after only a few minutes, sleep takes me away. *