Okay everyone, here it is, in the right place. 
Another late night at the office. I open the house-door and step into what I thought would be the comfort of my own home. Instead, I find a smoldering environment. I immediately break out into a sweat. The humidity in Miami this time a year is horrendous. I throw my briefcase on the couch and step into the hall. The thermomstat says 102. Damn! Wondering why she didn't turn on the AC.
I step into the kitchen for a glass of wine before bed. A note on the fridge: "Electrician coming to repair AC tomorrow AM. Sorry hun. Love, Jess."
A quick shower is in order. Then off to bed, to try to sleep, but probably sweat the night away. And I have a very important presentation in the morning. Again, damn!
I tip-toe into the bedroom, trying not to wake her. The fan blowing at high speed. I can see her lying on the bed, completely naked, bless the full moon tonight. Poor baby. She always sleep with at least a t-shirt on. She lies there, hot and sweaty, beams of moonlight reflecting off her skin. I am immediately turned on. But I resist the urge to wake her. It must have taken her an hour to fall asleep in this heat. I lie down on my back next to her and try to sleep...
Another late night at the office. I open the house-door and step into what I thought would be the comfort of my own home. Instead, I find a smoldering environment. I immediately break out into a sweat. The humidity in Miami this time a year is horrendous. I throw my briefcase on the couch and step into the hall. The thermomstat says 102. Damn! Wondering why she didn't turn on the AC.
I step into the kitchen for a glass of wine before bed. A note on the fridge: "Electrician coming to repair AC tomorrow AM. Sorry hun. Love, Jess."
A quick shower is in order. Then off to bed, to try to sleep, but probably sweat the night away. And I have a very important presentation in the morning. Again, damn!
I tip-toe into the bedroom, trying not to wake her. The fan blowing at high speed. I can see her lying on the bed, completely naked, bless the full moon tonight. Poor baby. She always sleep with at least a t-shirt on. She lies there, hot and sweaty, beams of moonlight reflecting off her skin. I am immediately turned on. But I resist the urge to wake her. It must have taken her an hour to fall asleep in this heat. I lie down on my back next to her and try to sleep...
