'Fuck it,' she thought to herself.
Jessie looked at the clock on the wall. 4.45pm, only another fifteen minutes in the office on a day that had dragged by. She looked out of the window at the torrential rain pouring from a black-clouded sky. It had been warm and sunny when she left home in the morning and the forecast had not mentioned rain.
Jessie had left her coat at home on the hanger and silently cursed to herself again. She knew she wouldn’t be able to get a cab. She lived nowhere near a direct train or bus route and the thought of walking home in the pouring rain, which would take at least ten minutes, played on her mind. What made it worse was that Frank, her husband, had called earlier telling her they were going out that evening and wouldn’t tell here where but she would love it, as all her dreams would come true tonight. She mused over what it might be and although excited, she was anxious about getting home drenched and having to get back out in a short space of time. Would she have time for a quickie with Frank before they went out? ‘Fuck it, I’ll make sure we've got time,’ she thought to herself.
‘Oh well,’ she thought, I am just going to get soaked. As she stepped outside onto the pavement, the rain caressed her body and in no time at all, Jessie’s hair was plastered to her head, her blouse was stuck to her skin and her stocking covered legs were continually splashed as she walked down the puddle laden street. Her four-inch stiletto heeled shoes could not cope with the amount of surface water and her feet were soaked.
After five minutes, Jessie had become resigned to the fact that that there was nothing she could do about the soaking she was getting and began to enjoy the rain dripping over her body. Her nipples became erect and pushed out proudly against her white silk blouse. As she neared home, Jessie was becoming hornier with every step she took.
Arriving at her house, Jessie ran her fingers through her hair to rinse off the excessive rainwater. Droplets of water dribbled down her back and sent shivers through her body.
As she made her way to the bathroom she started unbuttoning her soaking wet top. She tossed the shirt into the laundry basket and quickly started to unzip her skirt. As it dropped to the floor, she looked at her reflection in the mirror. She could see her nipples jutting through the sheer fabric of her bra. Her hands moved to her small pert breasts. Jessie squeezed her mounds and rubbed her fingers over her already sensitive nipples. Her hands moved to the middle clasp and with expert ease; she discarded her bra and dropped it into the laundry basket along with her shirt. Her matching panties, garter belt and sheer black nylon stockings soon followed and as she stood in front of the full length mirror completely naked, Jessie studied her body.
Not too bad for a thirty-nine year old woman she thought. Jessie stood 5’ 6” tall with shoulder length dark red hair that she kept in a very loose perm. She loved her small pert breast with large nipples. Her only regret was that she couldn’t bend far enough down to suck them herself. Her eyes wandered down to her stomach that although was not as flat is it had been, still only had a slight curve. She then looked at her pubic mound covered in short, well-trimmed black/red hair. Finally she turned and looked at her curvy rear that she had always thought of as her best feature and she loved it when Frank, her husband of five years explored her soft mounds, squeezing them and then pulling them apart to reveal her delicate button which he loved to play with as much as she loved him playing with it.
As she stepped into the shower, she luxuriated at the hot water cascading over her body, so much better than the cold rain from earlier. As she soaped her body, she felt tingles run through her body. Her overly sensitive nipples grew large as she pulled and squeezed them.
As one hand continued to play with her tits, her other hand slowly made its way down her body, over her tummy and onto her mound. Her finger gently stroked down along the outer lips of her pussy. Her eyes closed as she became lost in the moment. She pushed a finger inside her cunt and revelled at how wet she was. She stroked in and out and then moved to find her engorged clit. Jessie felt a sudden surge of electric pulse through her body. As she quickened her tempo, she felt the familiar tingling building in her stomach. Wave after glorious wave burst through her as she climaxed. Her cunt pulsed as her love juice squirted over her hand. Jessie leaned against the shower wall while her breathing returned to normal. She quickly finished washing, stepped out of the shower, wrapped herself in a warm fluffy towel and headed for the bedroom.
A quick fingering was okay but it always left Jessie wanting more. She called Frank. “Hi babe, where are you?” she asked.