October 10, 1926

It was dark in their bedroom, no light spilling in from the windows. The sun had yet to rise, though it wouldn't be long. Charles smiled to himself, much too happy and excited to try to go back to sleep despite the early hour.

Elsie, on the other hand, slept soundly, peacefully. The room was still quite warm, thanks, in part, to the unusual weather they were having for Fall and to Charles's talent for stoking the fire before bed. Charles and Elsie had decided to forego their usual nightwear, preferring to sleep skin to skin in the comfort of their own bed and home. Now, as the chill of the early October morning began to creep into the room, she burrowed a little deeper beneath the blanket, unwilling to let go of the happy dream she was having.

The house was incredibly quiet, not a sound to be heard aside from the ticking of the clock beside their bed and the occasional chime of the mantle clock downstairs. If he hadn't been wide awake, he might have missed the little moan that escaped Elsie's lips while she still slept. It was that little sound that gave him his rather bold idea.

His fingers flexed against the rounded plane of her stomach, lightly tickling her skin but not enough to rouse her from her slumber. He traced intricate invisible patterns along her stomach, stretching his fingers out as widely as possible to maximize the effect of his touch. Keeping his touch gentle and soft, he allowed his thumb to tenderly caress the underside of her breast, stroking the sensitive skin as his lips left whispered kisses along her bare shoulder.

She inhaled deeply and snuggled back against him, perhaps seeking his warm and solid frame, perhaps retreating from the feather light touches of his fingertips. Regardless of the reason, it brought a smile to his face and encouraged him to continue with his exploration.

With Elsie pressed even more closely against him, he began placing delicate kisses all along her shoulder, up the column of her neck, and towards her ear. He nuzzled the erogenous spot just below her right ear before drawing her lobe between his teeth and giving a gentle suckle. When she moaned her approval, he whispered her name into her ear with a warm breath then waited to see if she would wake. Her only answer with a deeper moan and a shifting of her bottom against him.

Charles chuckled quietly to himself, wondering if she was dreaming of the things he was doing to her. Determined to wake his wife with his touch, he continued to use his lips along her shoulder, arm, and neck while his large hand gently cupped her breast.

After months of enjoying marital bliss, Charles had learned what Elsie enjoyed, what gave her the most pleasure, and he fully intended to use that knowledge this morning. Cupping her breast in his hand, he began to tenderly massage her, rolling her nipple between his thumb and forefinger until it was a hardened peak. He was valiantly rewarded for his efforts when she tossed her arm over his and she gripped his bottom in her sleep, pulling him towards her, shifting herself even closer into his embrace.

"Elsie, love, it's time to wake," he said softly into her ear.

She hummed her displeasure at the idea he was suggesting. Instead, she shifted her leg back so that she could capture his longer leg between hers. Encouraged by her movements, he began to rub his leg between hers, his toe tickling the bottom of her foot.

As she began to wake more fully, Elsie's body was already humming with excitement and anticipation. Charles's hand had momentarily abandoned her heavy breast and was setting a course for somewhere more exciting, somewhere they both knew would be her undoing.

Lightly, he spoke into her ear as his hand cupped her warm center. "Time to wake up, darling. Wonderful things await us today," he promised as he stroked her in ways he knew she would appreciate.

"Mmmm, Charles," she purred, bringing her hand down to cover his, to guide him in what she needed most in that moment. Taking his cues from her, he continued his gentle exploration of her body until she was fully awake, panting and begging for more, for release.

With her hair a tangled mess and her cheeks flushed from excitement and exertion, she turned her head to face his on the same pillow. "Good morning, love," she managed to say, though her voice was a little hoarse from crying out in passion.

"It's more than a good morning, Elsie Carson. This is an excellent one," he challenged.

She giggled. "You've done this sort of thing before to wake me. What makes this day so …?" She stopped in mid-sentence when she answered her own question. Leaning up, she kissed the tip of his large nose, then tossed her leg over his, drawing him into her arms. "Happy six month anniversary, Mr. Carson."

"Best six months of my life, Mrs. Carson," he replied before capturing her lips in a searing kiss.

TBC …

A/N: Thanks to Monajo7 for her request. She wanted to see Charles wake Elsie with his touch. I hope this did not disappoint.