It was dark.
I was asleep.
I felt hands around my legs...and between them.
I thought it was part of my dream as I struggled to awake...

My pyjama top was then tucked in...and words were said...another fumble inside warm dampness inside me and then I knew it was him.
My husband.
Middle of the night.

Darkness...I moved further to the edge of the bed..still not fully awake...

Slipping back into sleep I felt a relaxed relief...as sleep smothered me again.
He made some joke about it the next day...some 'pussy joke.'

I just felt relief that my instinct...even asleep, moved me away as opposed to closer...

Now...in bed with a lover...this would read so differently!