As I hurried out the door of the physical therapy office, I pulled on my light rain coat and zipped it up. The weather was by no means dreary or brisk, but I was glad I had grabbed it on my way out of the house this afternoon. The coat allowed for me to conceal the physical symptoms of my arousal. However, I had to do my best not to show the arousal in my face, or with my body language. As I walked along, the constant movement of the tank top, as well as the coat, were doing nothing but causing my nipples to ache and throb with each subtle movement. The sensations of the fabric softly caressing my engorged nipples was by far the least of my problems though. With each step I became acutely aware of the depth of the affect that Donna had on me. My labia felt as if each of them had been coated with an entire bottle of lubricant. The sensation of them rubbing together and pinching my throbbing clit in the process was driving me bonkers. I tried to speed up my pace, but that only gave them a faster and more direct friction against my clit. Even though I only lived three blocks from the office, it felt as if it might as well have been twenty.
Every step was like torture. I couldn’t walk slow because Bennie was pulling me along in a rush to get home, and I couldn’t walk any faster because I was afraid I would explode on the sidewalk in front of a neighbor's house. As I turned the corner to my street I was only a block away from home, however I knew my trip was about to take excruciatingly longer, Cassandra was in her front yard with Sassie.
Cassandra saw me and bounded towards me with the same enthusiasm as Sassie. "Hey Annie, how was therapy? You're done a little early." Cassandra knew my routine like clockwork.
"It was good. I had an enlightening yoga session with Donna." My nipples and clit were all throbbing and as I stood still I caught the faintest smell of the secretions that were now soaking the front of my panties and yoga pants. I did my best to discretely glance down to see how bad it was and was relieved that the bottom of coat was just long enough to cover my vagina.
"Oh, don't worry about them darling. Let them sniff each other through the fence. Actually, I'm glad I've got this fence right now because Sassie is in heat. Sometimes she can be such a slut."
"Yeah that is probably a good thing." As I stood there the throbbing coming from my clit was unbelievable. It went from getting such friction and pressure from walking, to absolutely nothing. I began to slightly shift my weight from one foot to the other to help subside the ache.
"Look at poor Bennie. He can smell her and he wants some doesn't he. Sassie would probably hurt the fella in his injured state." My slight swaying caused the bottom of my jacket to brush up against the bottom of my ass along my panty line. Cassandra kept talking, but I was in another world. I was lost in that feeling and back to not more than ten minutes earlier as Donna was caressing my panty line and how that brought me into this almost unbridled state of arousal.
"Annie, Annie, are you okay? You just seemed to phase out on me for a minute." I snapped out of my daydream.
"Yeah, yes. I'm sorry I just got to thinking about something and got lost in the memory."
"Are you sure that you are okay? You seemed flushed and a bit flustered. How intense was that yoga session with Donna?"
"Yeah I'm fine. It was an intense session, but an excellent one. I really need to get going though, Bennie needs to potty and I think I may need to as well."
"Okay darlin', but I'm going to check up on you later to make sure you are doing alright."
I waved goodbye and started walking up the street as briskly as I dared, resuming the friction and pressure to my clit as I walked down the sidewalk. With every step I got closer and closer to my house and what was soon to be some much needed privacy. As I got to my front stoop I felt as if I was going to explode and began feeling the pockets of my coat for my keys.
"SHIT!!! They are on the counter at the therapy office with my cell phone." I suddenly remembered that I recently had a garage door opener installed with a keypad. I walked over to the garage door and punched in the code and it began to open. It opened in what seemed to be slow motion and for some reason, 2001: A Space Odyssey was playing in my head as I waited for it to open. Once it was open, I am not sure who was in more of a rush to get inside the house, myself or Bennie, who I could tell was desperate to be off his leash and soon to be out the doggy door we had made for him and into the backyard. I hit the button to close the garage door and opened the door going into the house. Bennie made his way up the three steps and I unclipped his leash and he bolted for the back door. My right foot stepped up onto the first step, and the friction of my thigh in that position was outstanding. I stepped my left foot up to the second step along with flexing my thighs to intensify the pressure and the results brought the first audible gasp to my lips.
"Oh fuck that's good." I made for the third, and last, step with my right foot and I began to feel a swell within me. I then brought my left foot up off the second step, and crossing it in front of my right foot, squeezed my thighs with all of their strength. My left hand involuntarily left the door knob and went between my thighs and began to furiously rub my clit up and down with my three middle fingers.
I exploded in an orgasm that filled my body with a fervor I hadn't felt in quite some time. I seemed to sense every ridge of each of my fingertips as they strummed my clit through my panties and pants. My right hand had made its way up under the bottom of my coat and tank top and had found my left nipple between my thumb and index finger. My body rocked to the side and I leaned up against the washing machine to keep from falling over. Shockwaves coursed through my body as I had another orgasm causing me to moan and grunt out, "Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck."
My legs gave way and I slouched down the front of the washing machine in a pile on the floor, completely out of breath. I sat there trying to gather my thoughts as my left hand continued to slowly caress my clit. My right hand made its way out from under my coat and tank top to the top of the zipper and opened it. I felt like I’d spent an eternity there on the floor. As my breathing began to return to normal I reached up with both hands to pull myself off the floor. Once up, I shut the still open door to the garage. I took my coat off and hung it up on the rack and made my way out of my laundry room and headed around the corner into the half bathroom off of the kitchen to splash some water on my face.
"Holy shit." I gazed upon myself in the mirror and find a dark blue spot on the front of my yoga pants that now expanded down the inside and front of my thighs four to five inches. "I have never been this wet in my life, I look like I've pissed myself." I brought my right hand down to my vagina sending a shockwave to my clit and find myself sopping wet like never before. I removed my hand and brought it up to my face and inhaled, reveling in the smell of my arousal. My left hand had begun to pull up my tank top to take it off, but as I do, I began to tease myself by letting it fall down some, enjoying the sensation of the fabric moving up and down over my sports bra and throbbing nipples. I grabbed the bottom seam of my tank top and started flicking it up and down over my nipples sending electric shocks to my clit. I look in the mirror and saw the lust in my eyes. Seeing the desire and excitement in my body, feeling the stimulation of my nipples, and seeing the look in my eyes caused me to feel myself begin to build oh so quickly again.