Dreams

Hello freaky friends,
Hubby has been giving me a hard time lately (in more than one way...pah-dum-bump!) about not posting in a while. Well, have I got something in store for you! I have been having a lot of erotic dreams lately. Don't know why, maybe it's the weather changing, maybe I've been having too much sugar and booze before bed, maybe it is just my sneaky slut slithering out...

Last week, I had a dream that I was doing yard work in front of our house wearing only itty bitty pink "boy short" panties and a white "wife beater" tank top/no bra. I was raking leaves and sweeping the sidewalk and pruning plants as cars drove by and neighbors walked their dogs. I was completely at ease in my lack of outfit and only slightly wondered why everyone was looking at me so strangely.

Then, a couple days ago I had a dream that I was out shopping and running errands in a flowy but silky top. Although my "ladies" are small I am quite religious in real life about always wearing a bra. In the dream, however, I was absolutely braless. I could tell because I could feel them bouncing around and brushing against the thin, light-weight fabric. Even in the dream, I could feel that my breasts were bouncing around and that my nipples were hard. I will tell you all that I normally dream very vividly, but my dreams are usually bizarre and abstract, but not like this. I dreamt that I could even feel the cool air seeping through the fabric! I knew I was garnering attention from everyone I walked past, yet I completely did not care and carried on with undeterred confidence.

I must stop here and ponder why I am having such erotic dreams while doing such mundane daily tasks. I would love any thoughts our Inception or Freudian loving readers have about this...

Lastly, I had a dream last night. This was the cherry on top that made me want to post. I dreamt that I was waking up in the morning. The sun was shining through our bedroom window. I stretched, thought about coffee, absorbed the appreciation of our soft warm bed, and then turned over to snuggle into Hubby's soft warm neck....butttttt....

it wasn't Hubby who I turned over and snuggled into...

instead of Hubby...

I rolled over into...

a girl from work!

I wasn't shocked at all in the dream and will call her S. so at least Hubby knows who I am talking about here since he has yet to hear ANY of this.

So, I roll over and instead of Hubby it is S. Her beautiful long black hair is splayed out all over Hubby's pillow and she is sleeping soundly. As soon as I roll over and snuggle into the crook of her arm though, she sighs deeply and wraps her arms around me. I begin to kiss her neck to wake her and I wrap my own arms around her. We enjoy each other's warmth as we stretch and wake up. She begins to kiss me passionately and is clearly awake now. We wrap our arms around each other so that we are tightly pressing ourselves together as we kiss, we run our hands through each others long hair. Then...

I!
Wake!
Up!
I know! What a buzz kill!

Still, what is with all these dreams?!!