missla
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IC: I stepped out of the bath and picked up the towel to dry off. As I began to pat myself dry, my thoughts began to return to where they were when I was just relaxing in the hot water.
Why was it that when my husband Bill left town, I always was in a super romantic mood - I knew that I could do nothing about it when he was not there, and could not figure out why I let myself get like this when he was gone. Or maybe something else - whatever the case, it always happened when he left - I felt romantic, not to mention, should I say, horny as well.
When I had been in the tub, my thoughts had been only on Bill - not intentionally, but they just kept returning to him. I missed him so much, and he had just left yesterday! I wished he was there in the tub with me - I could imagine his hands running over every inch of my body, something he had done many times as we bathed together. As I thought about it, my hands had absent-mindedly moved over my skin, slightly rubbing my breasts, down my stomach, and then between my legs.
I had to stop, because if I ever got started, I might not be able to make it through the rest of the night. So as I finished drying, I tried to think of something else. I slipped on my pajamas and brushed my hair, and just as I was walking into the bedroom, the telephone rang.
My heart jumped as I heard it - maybe it was Bill!!! I rolled across the bed and picked up the receiver.
"Hello ?" .........
IC: I stepped out of the bath and picked up the towel to dry off. As I began to pat myself dry, my thoughts began to return to where they were when I was just relaxing in the hot water.
Why was it that when my husband Bill left town, I always was in a super romantic mood - I knew that I could do nothing about it when he was not there, and could not figure out why I let myself get like this when he was gone. Or maybe something else - whatever the case, it always happened when he left - I felt romantic, not to mention, should I say, horny as well.
When I had been in the tub, my thoughts had been only on Bill - not intentionally, but they just kept returning to him. I missed him so much, and he had just left yesterday! I wished he was there in the tub with me - I could imagine his hands running over every inch of my body, something he had done many times as we bathed together. As I thought about it, my hands had absent-mindedly moved over my skin, slightly rubbing my breasts, down my stomach, and then between my legs.
I had to stop, because if I ever got started, I might not be able to make it through the rest of the night. So as I finished drying, I tried to think of something else. I slipped on my pajamas and brushed my hair, and just as I was walking into the bedroom, the telephone rang.
My heart jumped as I heard it - maybe it was Bill!!! I rolled across the bed and picked up the receiver.
"Hello ?" .........