Amelia settled into her new work and discovered that, despite the fact that it wasn't much, she still felt liberated by having her own source of income.
As promised, Jack had kept his word. She felt awful for letting him handle everything and made a commitment to start contributing after he continued to make the mortgage and other payments. Although their attorneys had started talking about access, it would really be simple to arrange. She wasn't a vindictive person, therefore she didn't want to break him. She was interested in learning why he treated her poorly and what precipitated it. because their marriage was lovely in the beginning.
She had started to detect some of the old Jack returning, and she recognized the peculiar signs of the guy she had fallen in love with all those years before. They were getting along better than ever.
When she told Luna about it when they were out to lunch, her companion just stared at her.
The phrase "Don't you dare go soft on me Amelia and think about taking him back!" Her pal lost it.
Eyes rolling, Amelia said.
"I'm not. All I'm saying is that I notice changes in him.
She couldn't get her daughter's comments out of her thoughts that evening as she sat on the sofa since they were continually hammering at her awareness.
"Mum, try levelling the playing field a bit first. Find out all you have been missing out on throughout the years.
The TV was on, but the sound was muted, and she was holding a glass of wine while gazing blankly at it. Then she stood up, looked for a notepad and a pen, and sat back down after having an idea.
"Okay. Let's consider this.
She picked up the pen and began writing on the notepad's first page.
bucket list: sex
She grinned to herself as she thought, the pen resting carelessly against her lips as she turned to face the wall.
What is it that I've always wished to do? Or what are my most fanciful dreams?
After some time, it became clear to her that she needed motivation; unhappily, her creativity was missing. She picked up her laptop and started looking online. She spent the following couple of hours searching the internet for "sexual fantasies" and was astounded by the volume of results. She studied articles describing many fantasies and watched movies illustrating many more. Before seeing them on the screen, she had no clue what the majority of them were. She couldn't see any benefit in having a guy urinate all over you, or worse, therefore many weren't for her.
She was also unable to understand what she would gain from letting someone beat her till it was raw and red.
However, a few hours later, as she shut down her laptop, she grinned as she turned to her notepad. She had a list of sexual fantasies she wanted to try that she called her own. She took the pad and began reading it aloud.
Amelia John's collection of fantasies around sex. without regard to order.
One: Risky sex; concern of being discovered Two, perhaps dress up and role play?
Three, three-some.
Four, More-some.
She laughed at the final one since she had become aroused while seeing a video of a woman her age being taken by four young, hung males. She went on.
"Five, Dogging."
six. Anal sex.
Seventh, a gigantic cock.
She paused once more and remembered how big the man's cock appeared as he shoved it into a wife's pussy while her husband watched. She didn't think he could make her do it, but he did. Additionally, she produced some incredible noises.
Eight, a trio including a married couple.
Nine, Sex at the office.
She laughed at the idea. She began to think about the men in her workplace and which one may be a good contender. She went on.
Ten Light Bondage.
She paused, took a glance at her list, and grinned.
Having a list is great, but Amelia, what are you going to do with it? Dare you put it into practice? As she took up her glass and sipped the rest of the liquid, she pondered.
She had found numerous websites during her web search where users could register, post on message boards, share their fantasies, and meet up to act them out if they so desired. Of course, there were dating websites as well, but they were more geared toward folks looking for relationships rather than sex, which was all she was interested in. She made the choice to give it some thought throughout the night.
She struggled all day the following day to focus at work because all she could think about was the items on her "bucket list." Before eating supper when she came home, she immediately logged into her laptop and created accounts on a few of the websites she had seen. She quickly created a profile, with the handle "sexymother43," and submitted a full-length selfie with her face obscured. For everyone she met whom she believed she had a legitimate chance of meeting, she would publish a facial shot.
After preparing her meal, she watched a little TV.
After talking with her daughter on the phone for a bit, she lost patience and returned to the websites. Unexpectedly, she had attracted some attention and had a number of messages waiting for her. She found it surprising how freely the writers expressed themselves as she read them. Some of them left her with no question as to what they intended to do to her; a couple had given graphic details of it.
She got a few invitations to communicate privately on the website's "chat room" page, where there were public rooms accessible to everyone and secret ones accessible only by invitation.
She sat down with a glass of wine and entered the chat room for new users. She received a barrage of texts immediately after logging on. She was informed by a female room moderator that it was common for the men to "pounce" on any ladies who strayed into the space.
When she became involved in a discussion regarding fantasies, she realized that hers weren't all that rare and were mild in comparison to those she had seen. She had been in there for an hour before she realized it, and she had to own that she had quite enjoyed herself.
She had received countless offers of private discussions as well as requests for naked pictures of herself, which she politely denied. She had also received many close-up pictures of males' dicks.
She saw a room with the name "The Kennels" in the list of rooms as she prepared to log out and shut the laptop down.
She entered the space out of sheer curiosity. It served as a meeting place for those interested in dogging, where they could exchange their experiences and, more significantly for her, locate reputable dogging locations around the nation. She stayed for another hour since it piqued her attention.
She was pretty thrilled as she ascended to bed. She now knew how to dog, the dos and don'ts, the manners, and most importantly, how good it could be. She pulled her nightstand drawer out and pulled out her vibrator since she was too thrilled to fall asleep right away. As she reclined, she switched it on.
She opened her legs and groaned as she slid it beneath her nightgown, over her breasts, and teased each nipple with it. The buzzing plastic cock was then lowered and placed between her gushy, moist lips. She let out a loud moan, moist and eager.
She pressed the tip against her clit and she gasped and arched her hips up against it as waves of pleasure spread through her body. She cried out as she slipped it between her lips and pushed it inside of her.
A low groan came from deep within her and she began to fuck herself with her vibrator.
She spread her legs wide and pushed it deep into her until only the very end was left outside of her and she closed her eyes and imagined that she was being fucked by some gorgeous hunk with a big cock.
She pulled it out and plunged it deep into herself again and cried out.
Then she moved it around her clit as her fingers tickled and curled her nipples, pressing it firmly on her clit.
She shouted out, wrapped her legs around her vibrator, and swayed her hips from side to side as her orgasm came forcefully, causing her body to start shaking and trembling. She shouted out in delight as her orgasm overcame her while pinching her nipples.
She remained still as waves of ecstasy washed over her for a short while, and then she started to relax as her orgasm receded.
She drew out the vibrator, which was covered in her secretions. After staring at it for a moment, she carefully brought it to her lips, pushed it into her mouth, and sucked it thoroughly.
She fell asleep soundly after rolling onto her side and pulling the duvet over her.