That much I knew for sure as I could see the time on the clock from the cable box in my bedroom. My brain and bladder where having a debate about whet...er or not I should get up to use the restroom. I was lying next to my husband, who was snoring softly while I couldn't get back to sleep. I was ready to give my bladder what it wanted when he rolled over in his sleep and I felt a strange sensation.I glanced down to see the tips of his fingers teasing my left nipple through my night shirt. Hoping. At first it Didn,t seem to be possible, but in the end it happened and more than once so it proved at Times fantasies can become reality. Another recurring fantasy from back in the late 1980s was my sexy wife as a very dirty stripper drawing the line at not much except at pissing which never turned either of us on. But it never looked like it would happen. With two young c***dren and many bills to pay I worked long hours mostly in Night security and my wife worked as a secretary to help out.. " Reluctantly, Sharon let go of Gary and settled back down into her position in the closet. Trust Neil to show up at the wrong time. Gary smiled at her and shrugged his shoulders."Later," he whispered.Sharon shivered as he partially closed the closet door, leaving it open just a crack. "Shit," she muttered to herself, trying to get comfortable. A few moments later, she was wishing that she had a cigarette.Stacy preceded Neil into his bedroom and stood there while he closed the door behind him.. ”Tom then offered me a pleasant smile. “How is Tina? Is she coming to the holiday party next week?”“Yes,” was all I said.“Great. Haven’t seen her since the 4th of July party.”“Look, man, I have a lot of work to catch up on.”Tom looked down at my desk, then at me. “Right. Sorry. I’ll leave you to it.”Before he walked out, he turned to look at me. “You sure you’re okay? You look terrible.”I sighed and put a smile on my face. He wasn’t going to go away until I gave him some explanation. “I didn’t.