Dream Journal
I was sitting on a couch in the middle of a field; B was sitting to my left. In the dream we aren’t married but just good friends. He put his right hand above my left knee and I slid my left hand under his right leg. I thought how this is okay, but anything further would definitely be pushing the friends boundary.
My mom is sitting in a chair facing the couch. All three of us are having a light conversation when I realize I had scooted much closer to B. He had his right arm over my shoulder and was caressing the top of my left breast (the part showing above my shirt) with the fingertips of his left hand.
I held a square pillow in front of our faces so that my mother would not be able to hear or see what I was telling him. I firmly told him to stop touching me - I was married to someone else, and this was beyond inappropriate. He pulled his hand away from my breast but kept his other arm around my shoulders.
I pushed his off and scooted to the other side of the couch. I kept looking at him warily, expecting him to touch me again.
Themes: B