She was tossing. She was turning. She had read. She had put up with me finishing watching the basketball in bed. The noisy distraction had done nothing for her piece of mind. She was too hot to sleep. She was worried about the day to come. Stressing about the patients. Stressing about how much work she might have to do alone due to the snow. Then one of the kids had a nightmare. So much on her mind, so much to worry about, she would never get any sleep on this night if things progressed like this.
I had the answer. I knew that on such nights as these only one thing would set her at ease. I jokingly said I had her pacifier. She laughed dismissively. I warmed her up to the notion with my roaming hand. I could feel her relaxing. Sometimes I know her better than she knows herself. She was forgetting those earlier worries. I got on top. The only way to end the tossing and turning tonight was for her to orgasm. And she was getting close. And then, I did. First! Not a complete disaster, we could wait a few minutes and try again. But then I felt my nose, it was wet, I was having a nose bleed.
I think we can call that one a big fat FAIL!!!