Waiting for...

"Thanks, Babe, I love you," David said and made a kissing noise, then clicked off.

I dropped the phone on the bed, and rolled into a ball. Then I crawled over to the cold sterile side of my husband's end of the bed. I pulled back the covers, and slid my body, damp with the exertion of my masterbation, between his sheets. I covered myself and inhaled his scent, turning my face into his pillow, I surrounded my senses with him.

"I need to tell Robert," I thought to myself, "I need to tell him I need his arms around me, I need him to love me, to make love to me. Like David does."

Well I wouldn't tell him that last part. I smiled as I remembered David's magic touch, and let myself fall asleep between my husband, Robert's, sheets.