Rain, Serenity, and Naughtiness
I was just forty-two, I was in my sexual prime, and the finger exploring my pussy was surely pointing that out to me as I shivered and moaned while my hips flexed.
I slid the glass door open and looked out into the pouring rain, hardly able to see the fence on the other side of the yard, much less the neighboring houses. I felt like playing in the rain, but I wanted to play my own naughty way.
Tired of my dull, drab, and boring life, I wanted to do something wild and crazy — and the large metal butt plug in my ass was already giving me jolts of pleasure as I tightened my muscles.
I stripped the baggy old sweatshirt off over my head, tossed it over my shoulder, and rubbed my breasts with my hands, caressing them and teasing my sensitive nipples until they were hard and tingling.
Before I let myself think about it, I hooked my thumbs in the waistband of my baggy sweatpants and slipped them down off my hips. Hurrying even more, I pushed them down my legs and kicked them behind me. Now I stood naked and exposed in the open doorway.
Everyone in the house was sleeping, except for me. My husband fell asleep a couple of hours ago, just after I put our five-year-old twins to sleep. I was…
