That part of me that was kinda serious actually hoped they would, and it left me feeling way too horny standing there naked after my husband hung up abruptly.
That husband of mine is truly a good guy. I do love him. But lately, I’ve felt a little distant from him. For quite some time now, we’ve been slowly drifting apart. He’s started to show less and less interest in being close to me, and I’m not entirely sure why. Though he’s not as affectionate as he used to be, honestly, sex with him has always been pretty average, I guess. I didn’t really mind that so much because he always let me have my toys without any judgment of my wanting to spice things up, at least for myself.
But over the years, after he would cum I discovered that I would have to masturbate myself to orgasm once he was asleep if I wanted to cum too. I guess I had become rather accustomed to it. A few quick humps and he was done and snoring before I could even say goodnight. I would just dig into my toy box of men to make myself sore, pretending for a couple of hours that several men had caught me out alone somewhere and were taking advantage of me. All while he snored on the other side of the bed.
He’s five ten, which is still two inches taller them me and a bit chubby, which is ok with me. He’s always been very good to me, and he loves that I keep my hair long and that I’m always up for being naughty with him, even though I’m the imaginative naughty one that he only pretends to be.
Now he’s gone for a week on a fishing trip with his buddies again, and I’m home alone as always at this time of the year. I can’t say that I don’t miss him, I do, I guess, but I find that every year when he’s gone on his little fishing trip, I get restless and horny being left all alone. But that’s not to say I’m not like that nearly every day anyway, I’m just rather horny a lot when I’m not playing mom or grandma, which is most of the time.
We haven’t had any proper satisfying sex, at least for me, in forever, and this morning it’s all I can think about. Flirting just then didn’t help things either, except to add to my horniness. Sometimes I wish I could be on that boat with his buddies instead of him because they wouldn’t be fishing at all, and I would be the one doing all the catching, loads of semen that is.
Later, by around seven or so that morning, I was pretty worked up. I never put on anything to wear because I decided to pull out my toys and just satisfy my aching desires. I thought maybe after I made myself cum a time or two, I could just get on with my day. Funny how things never really go as planned.
After my husband had called, I spent time in my bed with my legs spread and humping and grinding on one or two at a time. It felt so good. But I couldn’t cum. I just humped myself to exhaustion and lay in my bed naked, a little sore, but still very horny.
After resting up a little, I went around my house looking for things to stick into my horny pussy. It was pretty fun. I opened my window shades and even went out back naked to play in the backyard.