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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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Another dull evening in. Now that her two children had fled the nest, the house was quiet, evenings were long and the TV was usually on. She missed company. The divorce had happened a couple of years ago, thank goodness, but she hadn’t met anyone since who she wanted to share her bed with; but she did miss sex. She needed that physical touch again, that pleasure.
She toyed with the idea of a dating app; she downloaded it, filled in a few details that seemed a bit too personal and moments later she was checking out guys of all shapes and sizes. She became excited at the choice! But them she’d heard nightmare stories about blind dates. Nerves flooded through her.
One guy caught her eye; divorcee, kids left home, other side of town, liked gardening, walking and sunbathing named! He looked kind and yes, he looked quite ‘fit’ as her children would say. She sent a message to him and then went to bed.
She couldn’t sleep. She tossed and turned. Would he respond? Would he like her? Would they meet? Oh, would they have sex? She felt aroused; she hadn’t felt like this for years; hadn’t let herself go. She touched herself, felt her pussy, started masturbating. She stopped, grabbed her phone and looked at the app again. Oh, she had a message. Yes, from him, James. He left a reply to say he’d like to meet her. She lay back, excited. Her mind wandered. She reached in her bedside draw for her glass dildo and started playing. She dared to think of him and her, naked ; she pressed the dildo to her lips and moments later she cane hard, so hard.
She woke the next morning and rolled onto the dildo uncomfortably; it brought back the memory of a lovely orgasm and the possibility of meeting a man again! For once she leapt out of bed excited! … |
