Dreamt this morning that I was in a room with two women. We were all sitting on hard-backed chairs. We were waiting for something. We also had to sleep. One woman nodded off, while I was talking to the other. The two of us were flirting. All three of us were sitting very close, so I grabbed the sleeping woman to keep her from slumping off the chair, while I continued my conversation with the other woman. We couldn’t leave our chairs. I got sleepy myself. My arms were around the sleeping woman anyway, so I leaned my head on her shoulder, and dozed off. Oddly, I had a similar dream several nights ago, in which I was in a crowded movie theater, sitting next to two women. In that case, I couldn’t see all of the movie screen, so I was leaning over close to one of the women in order to see more of the screen. It was uncomfortable, so I rested my head on her shoulder; she didn’t mind.
In this morning’s dream, however, I didn’t just doze off. I woke up to find the woman I’d been flirting with naked, on her hands and knees next to me in bed. I felt the smooth contours of her body and was aroused. (As if the sight of her naked wouldn’t have been enough!) I clasped my entire hand over her vulva, slipping a finger, then two, into her. She opened like a flower and I suddenly realized that I had my clothes on: heavy jeans and a t-shirt. I had to get those jeans off. They were tight, and I had to really work to get them off. Fortunately, my erection hung in there. I mounted the woman then, not bothering with foreplay. I left my shirt on. My underwear hung off one leg. I plunged deeply into her, as her vagina was now very wet. It felt wonderful, better than the fabled bliss of nirvana. I moved slowly, enjoying the sensation, reveling gloriously. Of course, then I woke up, no surprise, with an erection.
Maybe I should have a shot of absinthe before bed every night.