It was the middle of the night and I was terribly hot. I was wearing pajamas which was unusual for me. They needed to come off immediately. Suddenly I felt a masculine arm grab me around my middle. DH pulled me toward him with more strength that I was used to and started stroking my legs. Pretty soon, his fingers were stroking the outside of my pajama bottoms. As excited as I was by the possibilities, I felt like I was burning up.

I said, “Wait a minute, I need to take off my pajamas.”

I took off the covers and stripped, cool air rushing over my skin. I laid back down, expecting what was a rare treat–sleepy sex. DH put his arm around my naked body and before long, I heard his measured breaths. I knew he was asleep. Really?!

The next morning, I asked him, “What was that?”

“Well,” he said giggling, “I was asleep, and then I woke up and realized, what the hell am I doing? So I went back to sleep.”

Great. Just great…