I’m a 37F married to 37M. My husband is aware that I am also sexually attracted to women. However he has no idea the extent of my fantasies.
My chiropractor is a woman in her late 30s (I’m guessing) named Jenny. She’s taller than me (she stands about 5’6” where I’m a measly 5’2”) and very slender. She has a beautiful face full of freckles, gorgeous red hair about shoulder length, and a smile that puts me at ease.
I go in for adjustments monthly. I always look forward to her hands running along my spine. When the tips of her fingers touch the back of my neck I get goosebumps. “You have to relax,” she always tells me. But she has no idea the amount of sexual tension she’s putting me through. I can feel myself getting more aroused as she moves her hands all along my body.
Today as I was leaving her office, I was even more hot and bothered than usual. I got to my car and started rubbing my pussy on the outside of my jeans. I realized how busy the street was with cars and people walking. No, I had to wait until I got home, a 30 minute drive of pure torture. My pussy throbbed against my jeans, begging to be touched the entire time.