EroticReverie

Dove Delilah Windsor...One month later...

The dreams I've been having have me feeling like some kind of perverted freak. Because girls shouldnt have sex dreams about their grandfather. They feel so real, and I swear when I wake up , it's like he was there and I can smell his cologne. I know it's just my imagination, but it the dreams are so vivid and clear, they feel too real. 

I lay there, having just woke up from another dream, and i'm wet. Really wet. I'm ashamed of how turned on I get when I sleep, dreaming about him. I hate that it's not just in my dreams either, that sometimes I find myself thinking about what it might be like for those dreams to be reality. Find myself looking at him, wondering how angry he'd be if he knew the messed up thoughts I have of him. 

I slide my hand down between my legs, realizing I don't have panties on. My hand stops and I try to recall if I forgot to put any on after my shower before bed. I always wear underwear to bed. But apparently I hadnt tonight. Because what other reason would there be for me not having any on? I let my hand move again, my fingers slipping between my lips and I exhale as I begin to rub my clit. 

Biting my lips shut as I build myself towards orgasm. Even if he's on the other side of the massive home, and there's noway he could hear me if i just let out a few soft moans, I still feel wrong for masturbating in my grandfathers home. Especially when it's him Im thinking of while touching myself. 

My other hand lifts to my neck, my fingertips gliding over the thin chain necklace I've worn everyday since he put it around my neck. I touch the small dove with my fingertip and whimper quietly as I think about his fingers and how they'd sent a chill down my spine when he'd clapsed it around my neck. I cum , panting, holding back the sound of my moans as my fingers rub my clit through my orgasm. 

Shame hits in a quick wave as soon as the orgasm starts to fade. I lay there, the one hand still around my throat, resting over the necklace. I close my eyes and breathe. What is wrong with me?