A sobering experience

The next day I wasn’t even sure if it had actually happened or whether I had dreamt it until I saw the underwear by the side of the bed under her PJs.

I haven’t told her I know what happened simply out of shame, but it turns me on to this day and I would love to do it again, but I know the chances of everything happening the same way again would be very slim.

Sorry about my poor writing but I’m not a writer as I’m sure you can tell.