I was sitting on the couch next to my husband watching tv like nothing was going on when he woke up. He looked over at me and said "I'm exhausted, I'm going to sleep." I responded Okay I'm coming with you.

On our way upstairs, I was pondering whether he would go to be and go straight to sleep or if he would pay my already soaked and semi dripping pussy some much needed attention. I would find out soon enough I guess. We got into the bedroom, I got naked and into bed. He got into the shower.

It was cold in the room and I was snuggled under the blankets like I had been stationed in the artic. I sleep with a body pillow and had it beside me and it had kind of been tossed over my legs and made a tent of sorts under the blankets. I knew he was going to be in the shower for at least half an hour and the door was closed, so why not.

I reached up with my left hand under the blanket and touched my rock hard nipples. I began by gently caressing them with my palm, just barely touching them. It was if I was making them harder than they already were. In between each brush of my hand I would pinch every now and then. It felt so good.

I could feel my pussy begin to swell again. I knew it was waiting for me to give it more attention then I already had, but I did not want to cum, nor did I want to get to carried away and be caught. I knew that the body pillow would keep some of my movement hidden. I took my very cold right hand and rested it between my legs.

My pussy felt like it was on fire compared to the temperature of my hand. It felt so good and cooling. I began petting it like you would a cat you just came upon. Gently rubbing up and down my lips slowly. Not putting any pressure on them just running them ever so slightly up and down my skin.

My nipples began to ache for lips, teeth, tongue, anything to tease them and give them attention and lots of it. I could start to feel the slight trickle towards the sheets from my pussy juice. My hand slide a bit further down to find it and bring it back up to rub on my clit.

The pussy juice made my hand slide much easier up and down my swollen pussy skin. The more I rubbed the more it leaked out and the wetter it started to get. I knew that if I did not stop in the next few seconds, I was going to cum and get caught and neither would be enjoyable.

Well, okay getting caught maybe fun, but cumming before I was ready was not. Just then the shower got shut off.

I adjusted my hands and the way I was laying in bed to make it look like I was half asleep and waiting for him, when he opened the door.