It was about 11 a.m. when I woke up from the sun shining into our room and I could see Michael laying next me, hugging a pillow in his sleep. His breath went slow, so I figured he was still in a deep sleep.

I stood up and went downstairs to the kitchen and ate some breakfast. I didn't want to wake up Michael yet because I didn't know what to do, since he had this sleeping drug in his body. Suddenly I saw something from the corner of my eye, it was a little note.

Mr. Jackson

The date has been pushed for tomorrow, you have the day off.

Wayne

He obviously meant the date that we would find out if Michael was the father. I sighed and put my head in my hands. I didn't know if I was glad about it, or just more anxious that we had to wait another day to find out. I stared out the window for a while, it was a beautiful summer morning and there were no clouds in the sky. There was a light breeze that made the grass shiver.

Suddenly I heard a knock on the large glass door and Karen, Michael's makeup assistant, stood there. I went up and opened the door.

"Hi Karen, good morning" I smiled. She was a longtime friend of Michael's and I had met her a couple of times, so she knew about our relationship.

"Hi" She laughed, she was totally out of breath. "I'm sorry."

"No, it's ok" I chuckled. "What's going on? Why are you here?"

"Listen, I just got a call from Michael's doctor and he told me." She put a box on our table. "He told me that Michael should try and stray away from using some of those dugs he's consuming, you know?"

"That's right" I said. "I mean...last night was horrible again. I couldn't help him, he just wouldn't fall asleep."

"I know honey, it's not that easy. But I got some ideas that you two could do over the course of a day to make him a little more sleepy at night, you know?"

"Mhm, what is it?" I asked and Karen showed me a little list she wrote.

"Ok, Susan, this is a to do list I created for him." She handed me the paper that said:

morning:

massage, fitness, massage showering

"the latter, which you can do" She winked at me.

evening: dance, hot bath, ice-cold shower, warm shower, sleeping

"He has to do all of that!" I asked a little surprised.

"Exactly, that's going to really get his body going throughout the day, but relax him at night so we have both his body tired, you know from the physical activities, but his body and mind is calm from the showers and massages. I think it's a good start. If he tries falling asleep after this without the drugs, it could be a little easier for him. And mind you, you're supposed to do this every other day. The days he doesn't do it, he's sleeping with the drugs. But you're still reducing the doses and he's only taking them every other day."

"That sounds good, thank you so much Karen" I smiled and hugged her. "So, we're gonna go at it right now, do you think I can just wake him up?"

"Uhm, depends. Did he have a doctor give him the drug last night?" Karen asked, sounding a little worried.

"No, he just went into the bathroom and took something there." I said. I didn't even know that a doctor was sometimes here that would give him some other drug. I didn't want to think about that and what he would take that needed a doctor to do it.

"Good, then go ahead. Good luck" She smiled and closed the door behind her as she left.

I went upstairs to take a shower, but as I walked by our bedroom door, I stopped. There were noises coming from inside and the box Karen had brought stood in front of the door, she must've went upstairs to put it there.

I listened more carefully, hearing Michael sigh deeply. My heartbeat increased, what was going on inside that room?! I stood there for another minute and heard Michael moan from time to time, then he whispered "uhh...babe..." and let out a hiccup sound. I had no idea what to do, but I felt terrible! This didn't sound good. Was he doing something with Karen in there?

I slowly opened the door and entered silently. I stood in front of our bed, with my mouth open and just stared at him. I couldn't believe it. I had never imagined him doing this.

But I was relieved. It was not Michael and Karen going at it. Michael was laying on his bed, shirtless and his silk pajama pants pulled down to his knees. He had his hand between his legs on his crotch and the other in his messy, black curls. His eyes were closed and his mouth was open as a silent "uhh..." escaped his lips as he run his hand up his erect member.

"Oh yeah..."He moaned and moved his hips - eyes still closed.

I smiled about his naughty behavior and silently came closer to the bed. Luckily he kept his eyes closed and I just smirked, watching him a little. He was such a tease, his facial expression was so hot: Furrowed eyebrows and lips slightly parted, while he thrusted into his own hand.

I bit my lip as he pushed his hips up in another thrust. I couldn't help myself and touched his chest. Michael jumped a little and opened his eyes widely. "Hey" I chuckled and pressed my lips together to hide my smile. "Are you busy baby?"

Michael bit his lip and smirked a little. "Uhm..I was just.." He wiped his forhead.

"Bad boy" I chuckled and run my fingers down his chest, slowly inching town to his hard manhood.

"Uh Susan" He moaned and he spread his legs a little further apart. "That was really embarrassing" He added and chuckled.

"No, it isn't" I said seductively and wrapped my fingers around his manhood. He closed his eyes and sighted in comfort. I slowly stroked him up and down. "It was a sweet surprise" I added and slipped my thumb over the tip of his manhood.

"Gosh baby stop" he said, he was clearly ashamed.

"What, do you wanna finish yourself?" I chuckled and let go of his stiff member. "Go ahead, it was very amusing to watch" I said and sat down next to him.

"No, I don't wanna to that Susan" He rolled his eyes, but I took his hand and lead it towards his crotch. He tried to pull away but I insisted. "Let go babe" He tried a last time but then he closed his eyes and moaned again. His high-pitched moans nearly killed me!

"Oh Michael, please stop making these sounds" I whispered, but he went on with his little yelps and whimpers while he rubbed himself down there.

"Michael!" I let go of his hand and began tickling his stomach, I knew that was the only way I could stop him. Luckily it worked and he sat up. "What's wrong?" He smiled totally out of breath. "I'm right back" He smirked and went to the bathroom, finishing his business in peace.

"Baby you nearly killed me with these In The Closet moans" I rolled my eyes as he came back.

"What exactly is an In The Closet moan?" Michael laughed and put a black button up shirt on. I went over to his CD player and put the dangerous CD in. We sat on the bed and listened to the song.

"Alright, right here" I said at the 4:15 mark of the song. "That's what you sound like in bed" I smirked and Michael blushed a little. "You're really trying to kill me hm?" I asked and pushed him back on the bed.

"Hey stop!" Michael yelled as he realized what I was about to do. I grabbed his hand and pushed it under my knee, so he couldn't pull it back, while I held his other arm with my free hand. I pushed my hand under his shirt and tickled his soft skin.

"Baby no!!" Michael squealed and moved around under me. He started moaning just like on the CD and I stopped.

"Mike, you're mean!" I shook my head, he knew exactly how this turned me on.

"Then stop the tickles!" He said and whimpered again as I tickled his belly. He threw his head back and furrowed his brows.

"Ok I can't do it like that" I just laughed and let him escape. He smirked widely and sat up. " I guess I just found the solution to your tickle attacks Susan" he pulled me in his arms. "No more suffering for me" He chuckled.

"Michael, that's not fair...I don't wanna be horny every time I tickle you!" I playfully slapped his arm.

"Hahaha, you'd be horny all the time, right?" He smiled. "Hmmm...let me think about that, well, actually it's a good idea"

"No Mike!" I said and tickled him again, just to check, and he let out those sounds again. "baby..." I said a little disappointed and stood up, walking to the door. "That's not funny"

"Where are you going babe?" He smiled.

"Using the toilet" I answered, looking back at him and pulling a face, making him laugh. As I came back, Michael wrapped his arms around me from behind and gently rocked me in his arms.

"I'm sorry baby" He chuckled and kissed my cheek, smiling. "I was just teasing you, I'm sorry...I won't make those sounds anymore if you promise not to attack me with tickles that often. I'm scared for my life sometimes!" He laughed.

He raised his eyebrows at me and I smiled. "Promise." We shook hands, but with our other hand we crossed our fingers behind our backs. I saw that he was doing the same thing as me and began laughing. I showed him my crossed fingers and we both laughed so hard. Of course we weren't going to keep our promises.

"Sooo baby... good news, we have one more day off until, you know, the baby stuff. And Karen gave us some tasks to do so you can fall asleep a little better." I handed him the list and he read it.

"fitness?" He raised his eyebrows.

"Well...I guess just something to get your heart rate up. How about a tickle fight?" I joked and suddenly pushed him back on the bed and we ended up in a huge play fight. It was definitely a nice day that got our minds off of the things that were to come.