These past few days, I've been horny as hell, it has been hell on my king-sized bed. I had wanted to order toys like I once did when I was in college, but nah, I'm not so sure if I want that right now. I'm up for a REAL thing.
I quickly do a stretch, my bones cracking softly.
I grab a box from my closet and star packing. Rosie, my sister invited me to California to spend a week since I was now on my casual leave.
It's safe to say that I had been working my pretty ass out over the months, it's not much of a job since it's an editing firm but I'm satisfied with it, it pays my bills and I do a bit of freelancing here and there...
Damn! My life sounds boring already, I'm faced with a bunch of fucking papers and a screen all-day and it sucks me off.
Jeans or skirts? Heels or Nikes? Tops or dresses? Purses or shoulder bags? I constantly ask myself while I pack but I'll pick a bit of every choice.
My tiny hands grab anything in front of me, tucking them into the bed on my bed. A sweat bbreaks on my forehead as I instantly wipe it off.
I scoff out of frustration, placing my hand flat on my forehead, I'm thinking about my trip that would take off in the next twenty-four hours.
I lay on my back like a log of wood that needs to be worked on or maybe carved into something prettier than I am...
These weird thoughts keep flashing in and out of my mind. In terms of 'carvings', I meant that I wanted to be hardly fucked.
I haven't had sex in three months I feel like it's almost a year. Ever since I broke up with my ex, Fayette, I've been doing so much to distract myself.
I take a peek at my red lingerie, which I haven't used in God knows how long, I have several of them but my ex, preferred this one.
I guess I'm still unable to get over him, I was obsessed with him. I missed everything about him, like the chivalrous part but more importantly, affection.
I mean, he's got every girl's dream hanging between his shanks, but I stand firm in terms of loyalty, he slept with a bartender, funny enough he knew nothing about that bitch.
These old memories kill me each time I think about them and so I'd rather not think about them. I gently put the lingerie away and then I put it back into the box, who knows what might happen? I tell myself.
I pack a little more and a call enters, I take a peek at my cell, and my best friend's name flash on the screen. Gina. I take it up and answer it, dropping on the bed.
"Heyya, you decided to call now huh?!" my voice spirited and light.
"C'mon girl, you know I'm not over that shit you did last night. You gotta be kidding my ass for real!" she vented causally and I could already picture her eyes rolling. .
"Okay, I know, yeah?! I was not feeling it and that was it! Sorry girl, I'm gonna make it up, that's a pact!" I vowed.
Last night, I left her at the club I opted that we should visit and she, being all wild, hooked me up with some guy but… his breath was stank and I couldn't stand it.
I was wrong for leaving abruptly but you can't also blame me entirely because she was nowhere to be found.
And I can't tell her why I left because the guy is her brother'e friend and they've been childhood friends for longer than I knew. I didn't want to break her heart.
"Like you mean it?! You've said that a hundred and fucking one time Betty, just fuck off!" She cut me short while I snickered. "Well, what's up? Any hang out?"
"Oh no, I–uh..." I scratched my head, staring at the four corners of my room. Empty and lonely.
"Since when did you start getting cautious?" she laughed sarcastically, and I got even more frustrated. "Anyway, you need all the fun in the world baby girl!"
"I know, I just can't place my hands on the sweetest things right now." I tell her, my voice below minimum. "Well, Rosie invited me over for at least a week. So I'm just gonna go tomorrow—"
"If I hadn't asked, you wouldn't tell me, right? Is that the definition of besties to you?" she went haywire, my words hooking in my throat. "Well, I'm not that mad, at least you are gonna go out. That Fayette guy hexed on you, I don't need a seer to tell me or show me signs!" she says knowingly, and I laugh it off.
She's partly correct about it though, my last relationship was a total bummer. Later on, I strip out of my comfy shorts and crop top and walk into the washroom. I turn on the shower, take the sponge, and squirt some shampoo and I begin to rub against my body.
*he wanna FR-E-AK...AK*
I hear the music play in my bedroom and mind too, I suddenly stop rubbing, I take turns running between my thighs, and I lean my back against the cold, tiled wall. I needed good composure, I could feel that I was going to blow up any moment onward.
I spread my legs a bit and make teasing circles around my clit, and instantly I'm wet like an ocean, I fasten my motion and suddenly I'm breathing hard over the sound of the music, I'm trembling, my legs are quivering as though I'm going to crash and at the same time, I don't want to quit teasing.
Writhing. Squirming, I'm about to cum, my pussy making me too excited.
My index and a middle finger slid deep inside my soggy hole as I glided in and out, the sound of my wet cunt, squeaking, makes the race one I can't afford to fail...
My body trembles when I cum, panting heavily as my eyes swuints and a satisfied smile settles on my lips.
I'm not able to keep track of the one time I felt this good in months, it's been a wreck. I wash off and head out of the washroom.
I wear nothing but a baggy shirt over my bare skin, I mean, I'm alone and so, I can't go through the stress of a complete outfit. I set up dinner, eating on the couch while watching a movie.
My phone rings and I quickly turn to my left where the phone is placed.
"Rosie is calling." I say out loud, my eyes ooggling. .
Dammit! Okay, she misses me already huh?! I swipe and answer.
"Rosie, you miss me too much, I know!" I tease as she laughs in the background. God! I miss her giggles.
"You know so much darling! Have you packed? Ted will be sending the chauffeur over to you at the airport, we both can't wait to have you with us, darling! Big sis misses you!" she says and I chuckle lightly, my fresss hand on my chest.
"I love the sound of that, I understand that you wanna give me a grand entry but I'm no longer 18, remember?" I tell her.
"I'm only doing my job here, darling, Ted wants to say hi though!" she says again and I'm left aghast.
I haven't spoken to him since they got married, I mean, I used to crush on him back in the day while in college now he wants to say hi. I'm so done with this...
"Betty? Betty, are you there?" I hear his husky deep voice snap me out and I instantly become soggy down there. I collect myself to talk.
"Oh um... Ted. Long time, how are... ya?"
"I'm good! Hey! Rosie and I can't wait to have you, I'll make sure you get here safely, don't worry about that! We can't wait!" He says casually but I take his words very seriously and I can't tell why. I fake his I chuckle to hide my coquettish act
"That's... That's sweet you know, thanks, Ted!" I say to him sweetly and Rosie takes the phone from him and we end the missing and wanting-to-come conversation.
It's better off on hold, I'm not so sure what the fuck is wrong with me, not Ted. He is like ten years older than I am. And my sister's husband.
I squint my eyes and try to concentrate on the movie that was 28% helping. His voice still lingers in my head, maybe he shouldn't have spoken to me but then I'd still hear him talk either way.