Pierre's Dream

Pierre, meantime had been awakened by them. At first he thought that maybe he had called out in his sleep, because although Pierre was not awake and masturbating, he was not unaffected by the goings on above him or by the motion of the train. His embarrassment was that perhaps he had called out in his sleep. He knew that he could be quite loud at the moment of orgasm, and that was the kind of dream that had taken Pierre. Unfortunately, just as he was emerging, Richard and Fanguella were as well. He assumed that he had awakened them with his cries, and was in fact very embarrassed. What's worse, his dream was not about His wife Janine. Was he a masochist that he should dream about a woman who was obviously not a nice woman, had in fact a mean streak, and had an obvious dislike of him? Why was it so appealing to be disliked by this woman? Sure she was beautiful, he had noticed her strong legs, round breasts, full lips. But he was a happily married man! That wasn't the worst of it either. Pierre considered himself an ordinary man. Like most French men, he was Catholic. He preferred to keep things pretty conventional. Yet he could never take being disliked. He felt guilty without having even done anything. He felt ashamed. It made him picture what she most think of him to have given him such a look. What a horrible man she must have imagined him. Being beautiful, she probably thought that he was after her. Him! Pierre! Faithful husband, active in his community, regular churchgoer. Yet he felt guilty, because he started to imagine what she might have thought he was thinking, he thought about things that he only really saw himself doing with Janine, although not really so much anymore. He had lost a lot of interest in those things, after all, he wasn’t so young anymore. Yet when he thought of this woman he shocked himself. He woke up to the sound of his own voice calling out in a moment of orgasm. Which wasn't the worst. In his dream, simple, conventional Pierre was being spanked enthusiastically by Fanguella. And from that moment on, Pierre’s uncomplicated life became more complicated. He became obsessed. Why did she dislike him so much, he wondered over and over, and then the sting of her hand on his bottom left him tingling, dreaming, fantasizing.