She stared as he took off his shirt to get in bed, she always does. Then she stared once more as he took his sweats off and got in bed facing the wall.
He always attempted not to look when her shirt was coming off, as she had a bad habit of wearing a bra two sizes small so her D cups just bursted out. But she would only ever let him see that side of her.
Once she was naked spare a pair of panties, she climbed in bed with him and made him lay on his back so she could lay on his chest.
"H-hey what's that for," he asked staring at her chest against his. "Oh nothing, just getting comfy," she said slightly rubbing against him.
Once he was asleep she just lay on him and played with his hair. Taking a strand and twirling it around her finger before letting it go and taking another strand. "I love you," she said as she buried her face into his chest.
