He shook his head. "Samantha", he whispered, "I doubt you have been even 2% bitchy in your entire life!" He kissed her cheek again. She stirred slightly but did not awaken. 'I guess I had might as well get ready for bed.' He surmised. He walked over to his clothes bag and pulled out a pair of boxers. As he dropped the towel from around his waist, he looked down at his erection. 'Won't be using that tonight.' He thought dejectedly pulling his boxers on. He walked back over to the bed, turned off the lamp on the nightstand and climbed in beside Samantha, coming to rest on his back. He reached out and gently stroked her hair. "God I love you Samantha." He said in a barely audible whisper. "You are the most precious person to ever enter my life." Samantha rolled over to face him but still didn't wake up. Howie sighed. Subconsciously he began to stroke his erection through his boxers. He snapped back to reality, realizing what he was doing and that he was becoming more aroused. 'Not exactly how I planned for tonight to end.' He contemplated waking Samantha up. 'No, she is probably exhausted.' Just thinking about making love to her made him harder. His body was aching for release, his cock throbbing incessantly. He turned his head and watched her sleep. 'She is out for the night.' He said to himself. 'I won't be able to sleep like this…but Sam is right there…' he contemplated the actions he was thinking about taking. 'Ah, hell! I might as well do what I have been doing for the past two weeks when I have thought about making love to her. I will never get to sleep feeling like I do right now.' He raised his hips up off of the bed and reached down, pushing his boxers down below his hips. Sighing, he closed his eyes as he reached his hand downward, desperate to ease the ache. His favorite Samantha fantasy floated through his mind.

Samantha inhaled sharply and jolted awake. She blinked. 'Oh no!' she thought blinking again. 'I fell asleep while Howie was in the shower! Damn!' Her surroundings began to come into focus in the nearly dark room. She looked over at Howie. At first she thought he was asleep as well but as her eyes grew accustomed to the dim light, she realized he was awake. She blinked several more times before her eyes flew opened and she keyed in on what he was doing. 'Holy cow!' Her breath caught in her chest and her pulse began to race. She stared at Howie for a few brief seconds becoming more and more aroused herself, as she witnessed Howie's arousal grow. His eyes were closed and his lips were parted ever so slightly. 'I should not be watching him…He thinks I am asleep.' She pondered just watching him without letting on she was awake, but guilt over took those thoughts. 'If I let him know I am awake, he will want to stop. I don't want him to stop. I guess I have to take that chance though…' She shifted position slightly and placed her hand over Howie's.

Howie stopped mid-stroke. "Samantha!"