She awoke with a grin on her face as a brand-new week began. She'd had a beautiful dream in which she had experienced Saturday night's events all over again with George. She rubbed her hand between her legs after slipping it under the covers. She was damp. She gave her nightstand a quick glance before reaching over and removing her vibrator from the top drawer, which had become its new home.
The slight buzz that came on as she turned it on proved that the batteries were still functional. She parted her legs, slid the vibrator along her wet slit and under the blankets. She moaned as she spread her legs even wider and started to carefully move it up and down between her lips.
Her fingers caressed over her soft flesh as she grabbed her breast with her other hand, pushed it under her nightgown, and discovered her nipple. As she wrapped the vibrating point of the device around her hand, she rolled it between her finger and thumb before pressing the buzzing tip against her sensitive button. She moaned and pressed her pussy against the plastic cock as a wave of ecstasy went through her.
As she carefully inserted the vibrator into her drenched pussy and started to fuck herself with it, her moans reverberated throughout the bedroom. Even if it wasn't the actual deal, it was still quite excellent.
She forced it inside of her till she felt vibrations on her cervix. As electric shocks sparked throughout her body, she gasped and yelled out. She moved her hips from side to side as her legs twitched and she tightened them around her hand. She squeezed her nipple and groaned out as she moved the vibrator in and out of her pussy.
She was abruptly and violently hit by it. As an orgasm overcame her, she shook, yelled out, shoved the vibrator deep into her pussy, and wrapped her legs around it. She let go of it, gripped her nipples with both hands, and shouted as she came hard.
As she lay there, her body trembled and twitched as her breasts heaved from the intense pleasure of her orgasm. The vibrator, which protruded from her pussy, was held between her clamped thighs. She groaned and twisted her head from side to side as the vibrations appeared to permeate her entire body.
After her climax subsided, she loosened her legs, and then they separated. The noise level grew as the buzzing plastic cock emerged from her pussy as she reached down and carefully withdrew it. She set it on the bed after turning it off. She turned her gaze upward.
She tenderly massaged her tingling skin with her fingertips as her breathing started to calm down.
"Hmm. That was excellent. She moaned.
Later that day, she visited the city. She had made the decision that she needed to take action in order to obtain some work—even part-time. She didn't want to rely solely on Ian, and she knew that as time went on, their marriage would end, resulting in a divorce and the need for attorneys, so she reasoned that having a little additional money wouldn't hurt.
When her phone rang, she had just left an employment agency where she had applied for a job. She looked at the screen; Olivia was there.
Nearly immediately after she responded, she had a strange feeling. When she explained her whereabouts to Olivia, she was instructed to phone her when she arrived home.
What's going on, Olivia? Is there a problem? Are you alright?
"Mom, I'm fine; it's not me.
Amelia started to worry.
Ivy sighed.
"You, mom," I say.
Amelia felt her heart thumping in her chest.
"How about I? I'm good.
"Mum. Daniel observed you on Saturday night out.
Amelia went cold. She had never given the slightest idea to being discovered. Olivia cut her off as she started to explain and try to divert attention away from herself.
When you come home, call me, mom.
The journey home wasn't quite leisurely. What Daniel had seen was a mystery to her. Then she started to fear. Had he accompanied her home? Or was her home being followed? Her fingers shook as she gripped her phone once she arrived home and sat down on the sofa. As she pressed the dial, she fixed her gaze on the screen while feeling her heartbeat in her chest.
Olivia, I'm home. Hello. She made an effort to sound upbeat and at ease.
Olivia sighed and informed her that the two had spoken in the pub and that her son had seen her out with Luna on Saturday.
"Mum. According to him, you went with them. Did you accompany them back to their home?
"No, honey, we didn't."
Silence.
"So, mom?"
Amelia groaned.
"Okay. I did indeed go out with Luna. We did indeed meet the two men.
She stopped.
And indeed, we returned to this place. She awaited her to blow out.
"Mum? Have you ever had sex with him? Hearing the words made her flush.
"Honey. I don't want to talk to you about this. "Mum, you don't understand. I'm sorry if you're upset. I'm not angry. Although I'm startled, I'm not upset.
"Oh!" Amelia answered. I anticipated your contempt.
Olivia sighed.
"Mum, why? Because you are a woman, you have needs. stated her daughter.
"Jenny, you are very understanding. I believed you would perceive my behavior as slutty.
"I don't mother,"
Without Olivia's knowledge, Olivia rolled her eyes.
"I'll bet Daniel was angry," I said.
He was a man. He was also shocked, but he commented on how joyful you appeared to be. He noted that you were happier than he had last seen you.
Amelia stunned Olivia when she responded that she wasn't seeing him again when she inquired if she was.
"Oh, mother! You had just one night with someone. She chuckled.
Amelia laughed. "Yes, I did,"
"I hope you were cautious," Jenny questioned.
Amelia paused before admitting that she had been.
"Good. Because there is a lot of stuff nearby and it has been a while, mum. How did you find it?
Amelia made a grimace. She didn't want to talk to her daughter about this.
Oops, Olivia. Honey, I can't talk about that with you.
Ivy chuckled.
Oh, mom, hurry up! We're both grown ups. It is merely sex. Daniel said that the tall, attractive man you departed with was.
Amelia became aware of her blushing.
"George. He was, indeed.
Olivia laughed once again.
"Oh, George is it?"
Amelia had to snicker.
"Yes. He goes by that name.
After a little period of continued conversation, they hung up, and Amelia sighed as she reclined on the sofa.
That went far more smoothly than I had anticipated. However, I must exercise greater caution the next time we go out. She let out a relieved sigh.
A few days later she got a call from the agency offering her an interview if she was interested. It was for a "call-center" in the customer care division of an energy firm. She had asked for it because she didn't think she was qualified for a sales position. She wasn't expecting a call so soon, which made her happy. She agreed to the interview offer, and was even more shocked to learn that it would take place the following day.
As she waited to be summoned for her interview, she fumbled her fingers anxiously. Additionally, the assistant had to announce her name twice because she appeared surprised when it was called. A successful interview took place. Although she had no prior expertise in the post, comprehensive instruction would be provided after a nervous beginning.
After barely 30 minutes, she was roaming around the town as the adrenaline slowly started to leave her body and she started to relax.
The day after she called to accept, they finalized her hours after she had received word that she had been hired.
She agreed to work three weekdays and one weekend day per month after requesting part-time employment. Even though it wasn't a lot of money, she felt better about herself right away knowing that she wasn't dependent on Jack and was instead making a living.
When she told him, he was both astonished and thrilled for her. He was clearly struggling when she asked him how he was doing. Her pity for him grew, and she had to concentrate on the reasons why they were there. She enquired as to whether he had considered hiring a lawyer.
"No. I didn't. You have? He asked.
"Well. No, not quite. But Jack, we will eventually have to.
He was slouching on the other end of the phone, and she could practically feel it.
She was certain he believed they could resolve the issue. She was aware of his guilt for what he had done, but she was unable to imagine ever forgetting or forgiving him. She exhaled a sigh of relief when he didn't bring up George throughout their talk since she was afraid Daniel could have brought it up.
On Friday morning when she awoke, she already had a plan of action for virtually the entire day. The morning had been set up for clothing shopping.
She thought she needed some comfy, casual attire to wear to work. She had scheduled a visit to the hair salon for the most of the day.
Her day had gotten off to a terrible start. When she finally managed to get her car moving, it made a harsh noise. She took a taxi into town and left it on the driveway. Before beginning her shopping, she paused for a coffee because she needed to unwind. She told her son about her car over the phone. She asked him if he could suggest a mechanic to fix it. He instructed her to put out the fire and promised to have his friend call around and have a look at it.
"Mum, you've met him. Before you acquired your car, he had it inspected. James is a very skilled technician. He also owes me a favor.
James will arrive to her place that evening at six, according to a call from Daniel that she received while trying on a skirt.
He'll be OK, mum, just get him a pizza and a bottle of beer.
She enjoyed her day off. She made a lot of clothing purchases and loved her hair. Even though they had only really cleaned it up and it hadn't been that long since her restyle, she liked the pampering and felt much better when she left.
James showed up just as promised, a minute after six. She couldn't help but note how fit he appeared as she watched him unpack his tools from his vehicle. Daniel had mentioned playing rugby, and she could tell by the way he appeared that there would be a substantial amount of lean muscle below his t-shirt.
She gave a headshake. Be sincere, Amelia. He is a friend of your son.
Additionally, he wouldn't be interested in someone like you because you are old enough to be his mother. She continued to stare while thinking.
He dropped his toolbox on the ground and grinned at her as she joined him at the front of her car.
"Amelia, nice to see you again.
As he referred to her by name, she shivered and hoped she hadn't flushed.
And you, James. Nevertheless, it might be under better circumstances.
Oh, God. What do you suppose I meant when I said that? He attempted to start it in her ear while she berated herself. It started out sputtering before dying. He nodded and listed several potential causes, the most important of which was a gasoline supply issue. As he lifted the bonnet and started working on her car, she asked him if he would like anything to drink and then went to grab him a coke.
He worked on it for the following hour and a half. She watched him from the lounge and struggled mightily to contain her gaze.
He became rather sweaty while bending over the bonnet of her ear, especially when he took off his t-shirt. She eventually heard the ear begin to function, and when he revved it, it sounded fantastic. Just as he was putting his t-shirt back on, she emerged from the house.
That ought to do it, Amelia.
The automobile engine continued to tick over and seemed to be running smoothly as he put his equipment away. She wasn't paying attention as he tried to explain that the dirty fuel filter had been the cause of the issue.
As he lifted his cumbersome toolbox and placed it back inside his car, her eves were firmly attached to his muscles.
I'll test it out for you so you can see how it works.
She bowed. Looking at her briefly.
"Would you like to come along with me?"
She paused, wondering why he was asking. Will it be strange if I go? She questioned. He slid into the driver's seat while she nodded, turned, shut the front door, and sat in the passenger seat.