So I gotta update on the whole wanking situation, its been very very minimal, actually almost ziltch!!!!!!!!!!! GASP!
I fixed this last night. He wasn’t home, I assumed he was catching up with friends, thought myself safe for a little me time. Decided to take up position on the sofa, just in case, that way I can keep a watchful eye on who’s walking into the apartment block, I changed the batteries in ultra-7 and got myself off something frantic, was pretty damn good, so I’m working it along nicely and who do i see pull up outside, the boy. The vibrator still inside me, still heavily breathing and coming down from the explosion between my thighs, I raced to the bedroom, i was naked, threw on some underwear, quickly stashed the vibe in my top drawer, all in time for him to turn the key in the door, “hi” i say, slightly hyper and a little short of breath.
Ha, ha, I giggle to myself.
Go Lady, go, go go…and I’ll do it again.
I had definitely needed the release, after such a full on intensely dramatic week on my behalf it felt so good to just push out the explosion. Release.
Do you wank for release?
I do, not always though, or sex would be made to be associated with highly stressful situations only, and really, where would that get me?
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