Peeking my head into the bedroom I saw Tyler and Katie’s sleeping faces amongst a dozen stuffies and thick blankets with a smile I closed the door as quietly as I could then continued along the hallway to my room where Layla was sound asleep in the porta cot.
Katie and Layla were my two daughters, usually they slept in a room together but with Katie’s first sleepover I figured it would be easier and a bit more peaceful to have Layla in the room with me.
Tyler was a cute kid, so polite and well mannered with a sense of humour which blended so well with Katie’s seriousness they kept each other balanced an amazing friendship blooming.
Sneaking down stairs I made my way to the kitchen for the wine and chocolate, time to snuggle down on the couch and read.
One of my favourite ways to wind down after a hard week of work and parenting I loved to throw on a familiar show I always have on repeat, read books either smut or fantasy and spend my evening reading or watching with a mug of hot coffee or glass of wine.
I had never been the type to go out even before children, I preferred being indoors, intimate gatherings over large crowds.
Maybe if I had went out with my ex more he would have stuck around and not left me for a younger woman and not sticking around to bother trying to be a father.
No I gently chided myself, he was always going to do it, if not with her then someone else, you and the girls deserve better but fuck it had been a long time.
Sex was missed but more importantly intimacy and someone there at the end of the day to share the nights and life with you.
I had given up trying to find someone when my ex left, something had always been missing and it had been a relief to not try and figure it out when I became a single parent, too busy to get out there again, my girls always come first.
Shaking my head I pulled the blanket over my lap, opened my wine bottle, poured myself a decently sized glass and opened my kindle, time to read some stories on blue horned alien pirates finding their mates.
Almost three glasses of wine later I was beginning to feel tipsy and more than a little in the mood thanks to the smut books, I had read almost all of her books, the world building, characters and romance always sucked me in and had me craving more.
Listening intently to make sure that no sounds could be heard from upstairs, I decided it was safe enough to remove my jumper leaving me in just a crop top and pyjama pants I shuffled down into the blankets running my hand down my breasts and abdomen I wasn’t a small girl I had curves and a prominent mum tum that I could never quite get rid of, still reading the book I moved my other hand under the band on my pants and underwear going straight to circling above my clit.
I wasn’t one to take my time with masturbating usually the fastest way to get my release I took it, being a single mother for three years with little to no breaks I learnt to make it quick.
Soon enough my eyes were closing and the kindle was on the floor, rocking my hips to the rhythm of my fingers which took turns dipping into myself and circling my clit, images of James filled my mind I knew it was wrong to lust after Tyler’s dad but he was everything I found physically attractive in a guy, he was strong but solid something to cuddle up to and know he could handle your weight.
Short hair styled on top with shaved sides and a neat beard to match.
I moaned feeling the beginnings of tightening warning me my release was soon, in my minds eye James had me held down over a table dress upturned, underwear down around my ankles pounding into me in deep steady thrusts with a fistful of my hair pulling tightly. Physically not much to imagine but the dirty talk is what drove me wild.
“Such a dirty girl for taking my cock, feel how wet you are, mmmm take it” he growled I bit my lip and gripped my nipple squeezing tightly. By now my hips were rolling with my fingers, my breathing had picked up, I was so close just needed that little bit more to push myself over.
“Well, don’t let me interrupt” a deep chuckle sounded near me. With a gasp I opened my eyes to James standing over me, I frowned thinking what an odd thing to imagine him here then he stepped closer watching my hand pinching my nipple ready to scream out, quick as a flash his finger pressed to my lips.
“Shh, don’t wake the kids” he whispered still watching me, heart racing i went to cover myself whispering back.
“What are you doing here?” I questioned in something between a breath and a hiss, he pressed a hand to mine stopping me from pulling down my crop top to cover my breast.
“I left Tyler’s medicine for in the morning at home, saw the light on so figured id come in rather than risk knocking and waking the kids, I know its late.” he explained almost absentmindedly.
“Keep going” he told me, his voice deep and inviting.
I licked my lips, this was highly inappropriate, he had walked into my house unannounced and caught me fucking myself to a fantasy of him.
My pussy began to throb, being caught made it all the more exciting, do I dare?
With a shake of my head I sat up, pushing his hand away, and walked across the room before pacing back, my body wanted to, I could feel the excitement of preforming in front of someone that I had fantasied about on the regular, but the mature side of me knew that there was multitude of issues and consequences to go with it.
I looked over at him as he silently watched me, there was nothing threatening with his stance.
“You are allowed to say no” he murmured almost as if he knew what I was thinking fuck it I thought with a deep breath I went to the wall and dimmed the lights then walked back to him tossing off my top and pulling down my pants as I walked, if I was going to do this may as well do it right.
He knelt in front of me whilst I settle back on the couch close enough to watch but far enough away that he couldn’t touch me, and oddly I felt safe, that I wouldn’t have to worry about being touched if I chose not to be.
“Spread those legs for me” he commanded and I don’t know why but I obeyed, I felt hypnotized or…well just so dang turned on.
I spread my legs, baring myself to him and began stroking my outer lips, dipping my finger into me and then up to circle my clit, the other hand grabbing my breast and rolling my nipple tightly between my thumb and forefinger.
“Fuck you’re gorgeous, so sexy and brave pleasing yourself in front of me” I kept my eyes on him as I continuously played, he was the perfect audience, he didn’t reach out to touch me, but he looked so into it, so turned on. I moaned closing my eyes and throwing my head back.
“No baby, look at me, look me in the eyes as you pleasure that sweet fucking body of yours” his voice had deepened and I looked at him to see he had his fists clenched on his thighs, an obvious bulge in his pants. I kept eye contact with him, going a bit faster, I was already so close.
I moaned pinching my clit a little, normally I don’t like it touched but right now I just needed something to get over the edge.
“Do you want to cum?” he asked watching me intently, biting my lip I nodded I wanted to so badly, it was right there, frustration warred with my mind and embarrassment at not being able to with someone watching.
“Keep going baby, keep fucking that pretty cunt with your finger, push in a second” he growled keeping eye contact with me. I moaned again pushing in a second finger, curling my finger with every thrust.
“You are doing so well, I think you want to be a good girl and cum for me, look at you putting on a show for an almost stranger, I think it gets you off being watched, do you see how hard you are making me, fuck you are so sexy. Pinch your nipple again, good girl twist it, now the other” he kept giving commands and I threw my head back again as I rocked my hips in time with my fingers, moaning quietly my release was so close, my breath quickened and my movements got more rigid.
“Not yet, don’t cum yet, ease off, scratch your nails up and down your thighs to calm down, don’t you dare cum yet” he growled “and keep your eyes on me, I didn’t say you could look away” I whimpered, obeying without a second thought.
“Good girl, now keep touching yourself, keep yourself right on that edge for me” my body began to shake.
“Please” I whimpered, being guided was so hot, but I couldn’t hold much longer.
“That’s it baby, keep going a little bit longer” I could feel how wet I was, it made such a noise every time I pushed my fingers in and out.
“Please” I begged my body moving so much I felt like I was going to fall off the couch.
“Cum for me slut” he growled and with a loud moan my pussy began to spasm around my fingers, I kept the frantic pace riding out my orgasm, feeling myself become drenched dripping down between my ass cheeks.
I broke out in goosebumps as I struggled to catch my breath and allow my heartbeat to become regular again, with it came the realization of what I just did, oh my god. You were still watching me silently, waiting.
I grabbed the blanket and clutched it to my chest, waves of humiliation and horror crashing into me.
“I’m so sorry that was completely inappropriate” I almost sobbed, standing up clutching the blanket to me I went to my clothes and picked them up intent on leaving the room to change but your gentle touch on my back stopped me, my skin was bare, id only held it against my front.
“Don’t apologize for this, you were magnificent, seeking pleasure and taking it” you murmured running your fingers up my spine.
“It wont happen again” I said firmly, shame settling firmly in my stomach. I wrapped a blanket around my body tightly and walked into the bathroom, closing the door and locking it before sitting on the toilet. Tears threatened to fall, what had I just done?
With a deep breath I cleaned myself up, I was wetter than I ever had been before.
I wanted to believe his words, I wanted to feel sexy and confident but maybe all I was good at was doing as I was told especially since id not even fought against all he told me to do, and being completely honest with myself I loved it.
Deciding to obsess over it another day I got changed back into my clothes, washed my face and hands, straightened my hair and walked out.
To my relief…or disappointment James was seated on the couch waiting for me. My face heated with a blush but I ignored it and went and sat down on the opposite end, not something I could pretend never happened.
“I am really sorry” I mumbled then coughed to clear my throat. “I had a bit to drink, not enough that I wouldn’t be able to take care of the children I promise, I’m not a drunk, I was relaxing and having some fun. i should have asked if Tyler needed medication or anything this being his first sleepover” I babbled just trying to fill the silence I was beyond mortified and worried about what he was going to say.
“Hey, its okay, I walked in, I should have messaged or knocked, but Bethany I promise you that was beyond hot, and you should feel incredible and brave for pleasing yourself” he moved closer on the couch and took my hand in his. I watched as he drew his thumb back and forth in a comforting gesture.
“What about, what happened upsets you?” my face heated more.
“All of it” he laughed quietly.
“I think you are lying” suddenly angry I snatched my hand away and stood up.
“I’m Sorry James, I won’t be inappropriate in the future, if you are still comfortable with Tyler being here I will see you tomorrow around eleven to pick him up, if you are no longer comfortable I will take you to wake him but I really hope you don’t hold my actions against my ability to parent and be a good host to your child” I walked to the door waiting for him to decide as I watched the carpet in front of my feet.
His feet came into view, then his fingers as he raised my chin to look him in the eyes, tears threatened to spill again.
“Until tomorrow Bethany” he whispered then opened the door and walked out, I closed it quietly and slid down it, resting my arms on my knees covering my face, listening to his car door open and close, the engine roaring to life then sound dying as he drove away not before I heard my phone chime in the lounge room, curious I got up to grab it. Read more »