A Little Alone Time

This one happened way back before COVID and even before my first child was born but this is the first time I’ve written about it!

I took a random day off during the week to catch up on some appointments in the morning and some housework in the afternoon. I had just finished loading some more laundry in the washer and finally sat down to take a little break. I’d had some horniness popping up over the last day or two and I’m not sure what set it off now but I happened to look down and see my nipples poking through my shirt. The top I was wearing was a little bit thin so they were very noticeable. Half from boredom and half from need, I started to roll my fingertip around one nipple through the fabric in little circles. I felt a little surge run through me as I gave it a pinch and a hard little tug. Excited by the bright warm day outside and the window drapes wide open (not that someone could easily see from the street though), I ran a palm gently up my front and under my top. I tugged my shirt up enough to expose my little breasts and caressed them softly, the hard nipples brushing against my soft palm. After a few moments of this I took off my shirt and slid my leggings down so I was just in my panties. I opened my legs and softly rubbed over the thin silk layer of my panties while still playing with my nipples with my other hand. I could feel my heat and a little wetness through them. I traced the outline of my lips through the crotch of my panties with a fingertip then pushed them gently in, getting them wet. I slipped a finger into myself under my panties and brought it to my mouth and sucked it clean. I was getting out of control but I knew what I needed to do.

I got up and went into what at the time was kind of a joint office for my husband and I. There is the comfiest chaise lounge there and the sun comes in very nicely in the afternoons. It’s my favorite place to have a little alone time. I made a quick stop in the bedroom to grab one of my favorite dildos and settled down on the chaise. I slid my panties down and stepped out of them, laying back on the chaise completely naked. I licked my fingertip and rubbed gently around my clit, teasing it out and softly brushing over it. Pulling at my nipple, I slid my finger down and into my wet little pussy. I dipped it in and out a few times then dragged the wetness up over my now exposed clit. I took the dildo and sucked it for a minute, which always gets me turned on more. I rubbed my clit a little faster and harder while taking as much of the toy in my mouth and throat as I could. I finally pulled the dildo out of my mouth, a string of drool still connecting it to my lips that fell free and dribbled onto my tits. I slapped the toy against my tit and rubbed the wet tip over my nipple and spread my legs wide. I brought the tip to my pussy lips and slowly pushed it in. I love the feel of something whether it is a real penis or not as it penetrates me and slowly pushes in. I reached back over my head and gripped the top of the chaise as I slid it all the way inside myself. As I adjusted to its size and width I brought my hand back down and grabbed my tit again. I squeezed it and rubbed my nipple as I began to thrust it deeply in and out of my wet pussy. Knowing how close I was already, I started to buck my hips up and down, getting it deeper inside me. I was vaguely aware of my own moans as I approached orgasm, but something wasn’t right. The feeling came on quickly, an odd bit of excitement connected to but still distinct from my onrushing climax, and suddenly I understood it.

I WASN’T ALONE.

I opened my eyes slowly, the dildo still buried deeply between my spread thighs. My husband’s friend was standing just inside the doorway to the office. He stuttered like a drunk: “I uhhh yeahhhh I uhhh came for uhmmm”

I literally screamed.

He managed to string the beginning of a coherent sentence together: “I just came to get” and he clumsily grabbed a box of some random computer part off Hubby’s desk. I was vaguely aware of my motion to yank the dildo from my pussy and toss it down on the chaise as i ran toward him, grabbing him by the shoulder and yelling “OUT OUT OUT GET THE FUCK OUT!!!” Looking back I chuckle at what he must have thought of the tiny naked Filipina shoving him out the door. Absolutely NOT funny at the time though.

After he was gone I slammed the office door shut and slumped back down on the chaise. My heart was going at a rate I’m not sure it had ever hit before. I’d never experienced the mix of emotions I was feeling….exhilaration, embarrassment, self-consciousness, it was all there.

Flustered, I pulled my panties back up and collected my other clothes from the living room. I walked back to the office and collected my dildo and cleaned it up. Then I called Hubby.

“Hey babe”
“Hi honey, sooooo did you tell your friend to come by the house and pick something up”
“Yeah i did, he has the code”

That’s true because he has checked on our house during trips before.

I collected myself…..and “So he just walked in and scared the shit out of me!” I decided not to mention the whole masturbation thing.
“Ohhhhh babe I’m so sorry, I forgot you took the day off. I was giving him this old <random whatever computer part> for this build he’s doing”

OK,that all made sense now. I decided to not say anything to either of them. To his credit, Hubby’s friend apparently never figured out how to bring it up to him either. The next time we all saw each other together was awkward to say the least. But time heals everything and whenever I see him these days we just share a silly knowing grin about one of the most unexpected moments of either of our lives.

EPILOGUE

So no, I was not and remain not attracted to this particular guy. But the excitement and sheer craziness of this encounter has fueled more than one masturbation session for me. Just knowing that he saw literally everything: me naked, spread, pumping my pussy with a dildo….it still sends me over the edge sometimes. As weird as it was at the time, it is one of my hottest memories.