Frustrated at Forty

When I crawled into bed last night – my wife was ‘active’ in her sleep.  Her breathing was quick, she was tossing and turning, moaning – something was up.  Being the male, I immediately figure that sex was imminent so I spend almost an hour trying to see if it was in the cards.  I tried moving closer to her, brushing up against her legs, her tummy.  Nothing.  I tried rubbing her hands, nothing.  When I put my hand on the small of her back – she completely stopped everything.  Not necessarily a good thing in my case.  I waited another 15 minutes to see if she started up.  Nothing.  My loss.
But my dreams!  Whoa.  In my dreams we were making love somewhere – but it was really fun.  Needless to say, I did not sleep very well.
I called her this morning to see what her dreams were about and she was being ‘chased’ and was very frightened. Stupid male hormones and their poor guessing abilities!