The buzzing under your pillow rouses you with a start, your eyes flash open in the dark and you fumble for the source. You bring the mobile to your face and the light stings your eyes, you snap them shut again. Slowly opening one eye, you catch a glimpse of the time - 05:00. Damn. You have to get up.
Stuffing the phone back under the pillow you stretch out a little, the stiffness of the night lingering in your body deep in your muscles. Not a very good sleep. You start to roll over and feel a presence in the bed next to you.
Tom.
His back is toward you and the sheets pulled up to his chin as he breathes soundlessly. He must have gotten back late and you hadn't even noticed him slip into bed in the dead of night. You frown and sigh, you wish you had been able to say goodnight. You then slowly start to flatten out the frown into a soft smile, beaming gently. You carefully run your hand over the duvet tracing along his side, feeling the rise and fall of his body. He was beautiful even as he slept, you felt like the luckiest woman in the world getting to wake up next to him every day.
You hadn't seen him properly in so long though, with your early shifts and his late nights on set you sometimes only catch glimpses of each other in passing. You wish you could stay with him, snuggle up behind him and cuddle under the sheets all day.
But, the drudgery of another day at work beckons. You slip out of the bed as quietly as you can, so as not to disturb him, tiptoeing your way into the en-suite, softly pulling the door to and tugging on the light pull. Scowling at the whirr of the extractor and the light as it peels into the glistening room of white and dark grey slate tiles, you move to the half mirror above the basin, opposite the shower, rubbing the sleep from your eyes and sighing deeply as you stare yourself down in the mirror muttering "Hrrrrmfph."
You lean into the oversized shower and turn the water on, the rumble of the water humming through the pipes. You hope it wont wake Tom. He usually sleeps through until his alarm and goes straight out for his run. The water is cold to start, so you undress as it heats up. Slipping your top over your head achily and chucking it to one side, pushing down your bottoms, kicking them in the same direction and then letting your hair down, brushing it through before washing it.
Before you head to the shower, you spot yourself in the full length mirror, you narrow your eyes on your frame scrutinising yourself twisting and turning admiring the shape of your body. "Hummmm," you sigh in surprise "Not too bad today." you whisper to yourself.
The water is warm now, but not warm enough though to get rid of this sleepy tension. You lean in and turn the knob higher until it is so hot you feel your flesh pinken slightly under the thin streams of water. Perfect!
You step in fully and pull the door behind you with a click, letting the flow of water cover you as you close your eyes. The warmth coursing over your face, breasts and stomach and rushing down your legs, slightly awakening your skin . You pad your palms over your stomach and up over your shoulders, moving the water and the heat over your skin as you shift left and right ensuring the heat is spread evenly over you. Leaning to the side, your head against the tiles, you continue to soak yourself and rub the warmth into your skin. Warm and relaxed, you massage your limbs, skin and muscles trying to wake up more. You stand back up, close your eyes and run your hands over your face, smoothing the water over it and turn to wet your hair. The heat bleeding through the strands and into your scalp, you release a soft sigh and bend your head back letting the water pour over your face as your hands rake through your hair, onto your shoulders and over your chest, squeezing your breasts slightly releasing a certain tension.
"Hmmmmm, that looks like fun!" Tom's voice lazily growls over the sound of the surging water.
"Tom!" you shriek, the water bubbling over your lips. He chuckles as you spin around and hide yourself from him, you had been dating for over 2 years now, but it was an involuntary action as he had scared you so, creeping into the bathroom like that.
