Sex Dreams

I have always enjoyed the most vivid of dreams. Under normal circumstances I am pleased to awaken and recall my nocturnal adventures, always entertained by the process of determining what events of my day influenced aspects of my dreams. A morning ritual I share with my boyfriend is to discuss our dreams as they are fresh on our minds. I have shared some strange and possibly embarrassing dreams with him and I have never felt uncomfortable or self conscious about it. Last night I had the only dream I have been uncomfortable sharing. I am not naive, I know that everyone has sex dreams, and I am sure many people if not everyone has sex dreams about people other than their partner. I have had naughty dreams about others, and have been fine with sharing those dreams. I know dreams cannot be controlled and no one in their right mind would hold a person accountable for a dream.

Last night I had the most vivid and erotic dream I have ever had. It seemed so real, I woke up hot and feeling frisky, as one might expect. The subject of my dream was someone I know, an have acknowledged having a crush on... my boyfriends close friend. I felt so guilty about this dream, but at the same time I have spent more time than I care to admit replaying it in my mind and analyzing it, and I really enjoyed the dream.

If I was only dreaming about sleeping with someone else, it is not cheating obviously. It is pushing the envelope a little more than I would like to however. I have allowed the thought to enter my mind, and I have let it linger all day long. I would never act on the feelings that the dirty dream awakened in me, so why do I feel so bad, and why couldn't I share this dream, as I have all others? How am I going to react the next time I am face to face with the subject of my dream? I will probably blush and make myself scarce...that might be the best way to deal with it, but knowing the involved party, he might try to ask me if I am okay, and then I will have to actually talk to him, while trying not to replay any erotic dreams in my mind. In the meantime, I hate keeping secrets, and even though it was only a dream, I feel like a cheater.