Tmmldr
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Natalie was 31, and happily married with two kids, six and ten years old. She was about 5'4" and yes, the men all turned and watched her as she goes by. She loved her husband Tom. They have the usual variety of sexual positions, but Natalie never came. She had long ago learned to fake it so that Tom would think she's happy. She also learned that doing great blowjobs made him really happy, to the point he didn't care about her.
But she's not happy, and she's never been. It's always been a mystery to her when the girls talked about orgasms. They just didn't happen to her. And what had been more disturbing was that there was this dark, half repressed fantasy that she has struggled with for a long time.
She wonders if she did it that way, if she'd have orgasms. Something deep in her is telling her "Try this. Just try it once." Something is telling her that she'd have the experiences the girls had said were so wonderful, if she did it.
There's no way she could do it with Tom, or even tell him about it. It'd have to be someone else. To find out, she'd have to have what people thought of as an affair.
Maybe that wasn't the right word, because it didn't have to be a man that she cared about or loved. It had to be a man that would do it the way it happened in her fantasy. She felt herself getting wet just thinking about it.
On her 31st birthday, right in the middle of the party with her family and best friends, as she was blowing out the candles, Natalie decided.
She was going to do it.
I'm thinking maybe the "it" might never be defined, or only alluded at, in the entire story. Or maybe someone has a suggestion. And yes it gets Natalie off, like a string of firecrackers going off inside. And yes, after that experience, she knows her life is changed, and she's going to have to have a steady diet of "it".
But she's not happy, and she's never been. It's always been a mystery to her when the girls talked about orgasms. They just didn't happen to her. And what had been more disturbing was that there was this dark, half repressed fantasy that she has struggled with for a long time.
She wonders if she did it that way, if she'd have orgasms. Something deep in her is telling her "Try this. Just try it once." Something is telling her that she'd have the experiences the girls had said were so wonderful, if she did it.
There's no way she could do it with Tom, or even tell him about it. It'd have to be someone else. To find out, she'd have to have what people thought of as an affair.
Maybe that wasn't the right word, because it didn't have to be a man that she cared about or loved. It had to be a man that would do it the way it happened in her fantasy. She felt herself getting wet just thinking about it.
On her 31st birthday, right in the middle of the party with her family and best friends, as she was blowing out the candles, Natalie decided.
She was going to do it.
I'm thinking maybe the "it" might never be defined, or only alluded at, in the entire story. Or maybe someone has a suggestion. And yes it gets Natalie off, like a string of firecrackers going off inside. And yes, after that experience, she knows her life is changed, and she's going to have to have a steady diet of "it".
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