Silent Diary

Hand between your legs. You noticed you are already soaked. Leaving your hand there is making you take deep slow breathes. You slide one in, stretching against the top of the opening. 

Pure bliss.

Didn’t take you very long to get close. You are afraid to cum just yet. Might wake him up. 5, 10, 15 minutes passes. Spreading your legs out didn’t exactly help.

Never mind. Just finish tomorrow when he’s at work. How frustrating. Unsatisfying.

As that thought crossed your mind a rush of guilt flushed down.

Today is the day. He had a 12 hour work day. He must be tired. You enter the bedroom and he is already getting ready to turn in. You casually ask him for sex knowing he is probably going to say he’s too tired.

As expected. Denies sex, but surprises you with an offer to go on a movie date on Friday night. 

Warm fuzzy feeling. He makes you happy, but not a moment do you forget the objective. You can already feel the slick moisture between your thighs. 

You agree to the date compromise and lets him go to sleep. You wait.

-longest 30 minutes of your life-

Is he asleep? Start now? Leg is touching him. Move slowly, don’t wake him up. Hand is already on top of thigh.

The rush is making you blush. You are nervous; you try to notice everything around you.

Your boyfriend works a normal job, spends the weekend hanging out with friends and go on occasional dates with you. Sex is nice, especially when you dress up in the bedroom for him. 

Whens the last time though? Last Saturday night? 

Good thing he bought you that vibrator. However, he doesn’t know how much you use it. He doesn’t notice that you are horny when he is tired from work sleeping next to you. 

Perhaps try fingering yourself while he’s asleep. The thought of it. Wet, so wet.