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It's an unusual day in many ways.

For a start I've got the day off work and have the entire day to myself. It is very unusual for me to take time off work, but I have just been on a long business trip and did not arrive home until the early hours of the morning. I sent a text to my boss when I got home informing him that I would not be in work today.

When I do have some time off it is not unusual for my wife, Jean, to spoil it by giving me a huge list of household chores, but not today! She must have felt sorry me.

My first priority is to catch up on some sleep. I have been drifting in and out of sleep since Jean left for work at 8am. It's that lovely feeling when you just roll over and allow yourself to just drift off.

It must have been at 10am when I heard the front door open. Either Jean had returned home early or her mother, Rita, the only other person with a front door key, has called round.

Anyway, I just allow my self to drift off back to sleep and into a nice horny dream.

I am woken some time later by the sound of a vacuum cleaner being manoeuvred just outside my bedroom door.

I'm just lying there on my back covered by a light cotton sheet. It's too warm for pyjamas or underwear. I am still reacting to the dream I have just been woken out of and find that I have a real diamond cutter of an erection going on.

I can hear Rita speaking on her mobile phone while she works. She is telling my wife that she is giving the house a good cleaning as a favour to her. She also tells her that she will try not to wake me. Good news, I think to myself, she will be gone soon.

I thought I would treat myself to a nice wank but before I can even get started I hear the bedroom door start to open. I don't want Rita to see I am awake because she would just start to bore me with all the normal crap she talks. I think that if she sees I am asleep she will just fuck off and leave me alone.

I shut my eyes and make deep breathing and small snoring sounds and wait for her to leave.

I become conscious of how I must look. I am pretty much spread-eagled, my left arm and some of my left leg, from the knee down, are sticking out from under the sheet. Also, I still have a hard-on. I hope it isn't too obvious.

Instead of just closing the door and leaving, I hear her fumbling around, dusting the bedroom furniture in that clumsy way she has got about her. God I wish she would just get lost.

I am now very conscious of my hard-on but the more I try to switch off and make it go away the more my mind kept playing tricks on me, remembering different flashes from the dream, making my cock throb