Renee awoke to the pounding of a hammer overhead. Quickly she buried her head in the pillow trying to recapture the dream she had been unwillingly yanked from. In her reoccurring dream she had been seduced by a dark headed stranger. She could remember every moment of what he had done to her in the dream, but no matter how hard she tried, she just couldn't seem to conjure his face to mind. Finally giving up on her quest of reentering the Dream State, Renee rolled over to stare at the ceiling in loathing. "Damn," she said to herself. "I can't wait till that crew is done on the roof so I can finally see this dream to the end." AS she thought about the builders she started to relax, remembering that she thought the foreman was quite scrumptious. With the resigned thought of “too bad he’s married,” she got up from her bed and padded into the bathroom.

As she started her bath she wondered what might happen if she found a way to subtly let him get a peek. She knew from what other lovers had told her that she had quite a bit to offer in the physical department. She was sorely tempted to leave the curtains and bathroom door open, but fear of deprecation kept her from being so bold. “Oh well,” she thought to herself. “It still makes for a good fantasy.”

After a shower that did nothing to relieve the tension caused by the catharsis of emotions running through her body, she put on the shortest robe she had. Bordering on sheer she thought to herself, “I might not have the guts to make the first move, but he might as well be as aware of me as I am of him.”

She walked into the kitchen and reached into to get herself a container of yogurt from the refrigerator. As she bent over she suddenly found callused hand travel up the back of her thigh. Spinning around she noticed her foreman setting at the table behind her. IN her reverie of thought, she had walked right by him and not noticed. As she started to come out of her shock, she noticed with uncomfortable familiarity that this was the man in her dreams. Everything from well trimmed goatee, and work-roughened hands to the lustful parting of his smile and sensual predatoriness of his eyes. She found herself at a loss for words, as he looked her up and down, obviously seeing through the robe to the soft curves it failed to completely conceal. When his eyes came to rest on her breasts, she could tell by the slight frown of his brow, that he was wondering if they were fake. She could see the twinkle of appreciation in his eyes. AS he continues to peruse, her body, she felt her body start to come to life. As he looked, her nipples started to tighten and a wave of desire caused dampness to seep from between her thighs.

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