Rachel's husband had a business trip every month or two, and was usually gone for five nights each time, leaving Sunday afternoon and returning Friday night. When he was away, Rachel missed him a lot, his romantic gestures, and the great sex they had. Despite the occasional temptation to cheat, she knew she never would, and she also knew that she could trust him to be faithful as well. But, to satisfy her sexual appetite, she had to have daily orgasms, so she usually read an erotic story or watched some favorite porn to arouse her, and then masturbated. She did this every night when he was gone, varying the scenario she imagined to cover all her interests.

o o o

On Sunday afternoon, after she saw hubby off to the airport with a quickie after a long session Saturday night, both of which were to help satisfy him for the week, she thought about what sexual storyline she wanted to play out for herself that first evening alone. She settled on a preferred fantasy: a young man visiting her at home, whom she would seduce.

Rachel started her fantasy by imagining how she met him, maybe at the grocery store. He needed help selecting peaches to get some good ones for his mother. She imagined he was only nineteen and lived at home, but he was good-looking, possibly athletic, and she guessed he had a fine cock under his jeans. She chatted him up and invited him to her house to look over recipes using peaches. Silly, she knew, but it didn't matter in a fantasy as long as she could imagine that he came over... and he did.

Then she pictured him in her home, where she mentioned how sore her upper legs were, and wondered aloud if he could give her a massage. He said he had no idea how to, but she encouraged him, saying she'd talk him through it and how much she would appreciate his trying. The young man, aroused by the interest of a sexy older woman, agreed, and she took him to her bedroom. She told him the best massages were done in the nude, so she undressed and encouraged him to do the same. She imagined he did as she asked, and how pleasantly surprised he was at how good Rachel looked when he saw her fine, perky breasts, smooth, round ass, and shaved muff. He got into the spirit and took off his clothes.

She lay on the bed on her back and told him to massage her upper legs and thighs with oil he'd find on the dresser. He did as she asked, and her hands acted as she wanted his to act as he dribbled a little oil on her upper thighs, then rubbed it on her skin from her knees almost to her crotch. She told him not to be afraid if he bumped her pussy; she wouldn't mind. So when he "accidentally" nudged her labia, she moaned long and seductively. He got the message and returned to her pussy, where he caressed her labia before he opened her up. She told him it felt wonderful, which it did, and to keep doing it, encouraging him to do whatever else he wanted. Being young and already totally aroused, he was getting very hard and wanted nothing more than to ravish this woman's cunt. And she definitely wanted him to!

With her direction guiding him (and her hands doing her will), she dreamed how the young man rubbed her slit up and down, and she squirmed in delight as he got into it. Soon, he was pushing all of Rachel's buttons, rimming her vagina and swirling her clit. She swooned and writhed in pleasure as he continued to ravish her pussy. She told him not to stop, no matter what she said or did, until she came, and he complied. She relaxed in the bliss of untold sexual delight as he fingered her slit, her clit, and probed her vagina. Squirming under his touch, she lasted as long as she could, but his rubbing of her swollen clit felt so good and was such a turn on that it put her over the edge, and she erupted in an intense orgasm.

Once she was sated and recovered sufficiently, in her mind she invited the young man to let her suck his cock. She took a dildo as a prop and put her lips on it, then sucked it until the imaginary young man's penis erupted. She aimed his ropes of semen at her waiting tits, and was soon covered in warm, sticky spunk... at least in her mind.

Then Rachel relaxed and fell asleep, her mission of imagining a perfect masturbation scenario having gone just right. She dreamed that night of strands of cum on her tits, dripping and running down her body, tickling her.

o o o

When Monday evening came, Rachel wanted something different to satisfy her sexual desires. Maybe a solo session doing her pussy in all varieties of ways. She thought she'd start on the sofa with a good porn video to arouse her. She liked the idea of being a naughty student girl who her teacher punishes... no, make that her tutor, so the fantasy could take place in her home.

Rachel lay on her sofa with her laptop resting on her left knee, her legs spread, wearing just her panties. She imagined she was the girl in the video who was a student about to seduce her tutor as they sat on a sofa, and she had just slid her skirt up to her waist as she rubbed the tutor's hard cock through his pants. Then she rubbed her snatch through the panty's thin, soft cloth as she saw the tutor in the video do that to the girl student. After her hand massaged her pussy firmly for a few minutes and she was nice and wet, she pulled the panties aside and put her fingers directly on her cunt, just as the tutor in the porn did. She acted as he acted and rubbed her slit, and then her clit.

It didn't take long for her fingers to have her ready to fuck. She helped him out of his jeans and boxers and imagined his cock springing forth. She spread her legs even further and slid a dildo into herself, pretending it was the hung tutor's cock. In and out, she felt him thrust, fucking her wildly, and she responded by rising up and pushing back. Deeper and deeper the dildo pressed into her as the tutor's cock fucked her with abandon. She was thoroughly aroused, soaking wet, and fighting off her climax.

When she added a finger to her clit and swirled it as she saw the tutor do in the video, she lost the battle and came furiously. She was so turned on all she could think of was cumming, and her juices flowed and soaked the imaginary cock in her just as she imagined it exploded with a load of jism! She jerked and came in spasms, and it felt so good as her nectar oozed out around the dildo inside her, and over the towel she had placed under her.

When she was done cumming and had recovered, she relaxed in the bliss of having driven herself to another wonderful orgasm. She got up and ready for bed, and slept like a baby all night, thinking of her husband and how he could be her real-life tutor next time.

o o o

On Tuesday, she'd had a tougher-than-usual day at work, and she needed something very soothing and intense to relax her that evening. She decided on another seduction of a young man, and imagined she would have a handyman over to fix an electric socket in the bedroom.

She lay on the sofa on her back, her legs open and ready. Then she pictured the young handyman coming to the door, letting him in, and secretly admiring his strong, muscled body. He said his name was Bill. She said "Hi", showed him to the electric outlet in question, and left him to do his work. But as she walked away, she let him know she'd be cleaning the en-suite bathroom right through the door, and if he needed anything, anything at all, he could find her there. She emphasized "anything at all", leaving the imaginary young stud with the clear message that she was open to fooling around if he wanted.

Handyman Bill almost immediately got a hard-on when a woman as attractive as Rachel gave him a signal that she was open to a little sex. But he had a job to do, so he got to it. Meanwhile, Rachel went to the bathroom and did some light cleaning, mostly just wiping the sink and tub, while she waited to see if Bill would come for her.

Bill headed to the circuit box in the wall, which was usually in the front closet, and he found it there. One circuit had popped, and it was the bedroom outlets, which meant the lady had probably just overloaded things. He reset the circuit, and everything looked good.

So there was her dreamt-up handyman, Bill, the work done in a minute, and a sexy woman waiting in the bathroom for him to fool around with her. He headed to the bathroom, entered, and saw her bent over the side of the bathtub, her ass displayed prominently in tight spandex shorts. He asked if she needed any help, and she replied that her tits and pussy did. So with the hard-on in his pants calling the shots, she imagined that he moved behind her and hooked her pants and panties with his thumbs and pulled them down and over her rear in one movement. She jumped, stood, and feigned shock at what he did, but then smiled at him as she finished removing her bottoms. Then she took his hand.

She said she had been a naughty girl with impure thoughts about him and needed to be spanked. She pulled an armless chair from the corner to an open area of the bedroom and invited Bill to sit. When he did, she envisioned lying bottomless across his lap, and imploring him to spank her to absolve her of her naughtiness. Bill obliged and spanked her ass with his bare hand, smacking one cheek and then the other. He alternated cheeks and spanked her hard enough to hurt, but just a little, which was a major turn-on in Rachel's masturbation fantasy.

After a minute of spanking, she imagined Bill told her to spread her legs, which she did. He ran his hand down between her thighs and to her snatch, and then ran a finger up and down her exposed slit. She squirmed at his touch, and her fingers went to her pussy as she imagined what Bill was doing. She rubbed her swelling clit as she pictured him rubbing it.

She got so turned on by her clit's sensitive nerves being played with that she felt the juices run from her cunt, but Bill intercepted them and brought them up to her asshole. He repeated this as he lubed Rachel's pucker-hole, and when it was ready, she envisioned him pressing his thumb into it. It was a tight fit, but once in, he wiggled his thumb and forced it further in until it could go no further. Then he pumped it in and out, and Rachel relaxed enough to enjoy what he was doing. It aroused her more than she expected, so when Bill pulled his thumb out and returned to her pussy, she was craving it even more.

Bill resumed rubbing her slit and clit as she imagined it, and Rachel soon felt the familiar urge to cum. With a surge of rubbing her clit to get her over the edge, she squirmed in pleasure on the bed as her pussy juices flowed, oozing from her cunt and soaking her fingers and the towel under her. In another moment, she came hard, jerking and spasming as her pussy unloaded all the pent-up desire it hid from the world all day.

When she finished, she was relaxed. She cleaned up and went to bed, hoping to dream of her husband fucking her as she imagined Bill would have done right after she came. She fell asleep quickly, but did not dream of hubby, or sex... only cleaning the bathtub!

o o o

When Wednesday evening rolled around, Rachel was horny again and considered her options for a good solo fucking. She had two nights left before her husband returned, and wanted to make the most of them, so she decided to go with the fantasy of a young man who was, surprisingly, mainly after her tits. This time she'd imagine a good-looking young man selling solar panels, door-to-door.

Rachel got ready for bed, crawled in, and lay back to imagine her salesman scenario. There was a ring of the doorbell, and she answered the door wearing a skimpy outfit, not aware that her cleavage was showing greatly and her nipples were visible when she leaned forward. The young man was thin, not very muscular, but nice-looking in a nerdy, innocent sort of way. He began his speech about solar power, and she stopped him. She invited him in, out of the sun, where he could tell her all about it.

Once inside, she sat the shy young man on the sofa and offered him a beer. He agreed, being too shy to say no to a pretty woman, and Rachel got two beers from the fridge. When she returned, she sat next to him on the sofa, and they sipped their beers. Then she asked, as if she were interested, what was so good about solar panels. As he started to ramble on about electric facts and solar benefits, she snuggled closer to him in her fantasy.

When she put her hand on his thigh, he stopped and looked at her. Rachel had an imploring "come-hither" look on her face, and from all the porn he'd watched, he recalled the look and what it meant. With that thought running through his mind, she moved her hand to his crotch and felt for his erection hiding beneath. She found it, grabbed it, and he jerked and looked aroused and even a little afraid. She reassured him that she would be gentle with him.

Then she removed her blouse, showing him her skimpy bra, and asked if he would reach around to her back and unhook it. His shyness yielded to his horniness, and he did as she asked. With her breasts freed, the young man's shyness all but vanished. He touched her tits and flicked her nipples. When Rachel asked him to stand, he did, and she pulled his pants down, revealing white briefs, which she also pulled down.

The young man stepped out of his shoes, pants, and briefs, and leaned over to put his mouth on her breasts. Rachel envisioned him sucking on her tits and flicking her nipples with his tongue as she touched her sensitive nubs. Her nipples became aroused and firm, and as he sucked on her nipples, she dreamed she took her pussy juices in her fingers and put them on his cock, then grabbed his dick and ran her hands up and down his slippery shaft, driving him wild. In no time, this inexperienced nerd was close to cumming, so she stroked him until he climaxed. Then she imagined aiming his ropes of semen at her tits, and covering them with his voluminous, sticky load. With her breasts covered in his cum strands, she envisioned him pulling away as the cum ran and dripped from her nipples onto her stomach. With that image in her mind, she moved to finish herself with skilled hands.

Rachel soon came from her skilled clitoral play, climaxing quickly and unloading another day's pent-up sexual energy. She soaked the towel under her with her nectar, then relaxed in the bliss of her orgasm. After she cleaned up, she lay back to sleep and was soon dreaming... of solar panels!

o o o

Thursday came quickly, and Rachel worked through the day with one thought tugging at the back of her mind: what fantasy to use for her nightly masturbation? In the end, she decided to just do herself with her hands, since hubby would be back the next day, and he was more than enough man to satisfy her once he returned. So she'd watch a favorite porn video and just play with herself, and let her practiced hands bring her to a climax.

That evening, after dinner and a few things around the house were done, she sat on the sofa with a glass of wine and the laptop on the coffee table. She reviewed the porn videos she liked best and chose one where a young woman sat back in an upholstered easy chair, spread her legs wide and hooked over the chair's arms, and then fingered herself to a loud orgasm. She'd just follow her lead!

After finishing the wine to relax a bit, Rachel slipped her skirt off. She wore a thong, but thought she'd try just pushing it aside to see if she could cum on it when the time came. So she pulled the thong to one side of her labia, its tightness holding it there. Then she lay back and spread her legs in a Vee, like the girl in the video, slid her finger to her pussy, and found her slit. She rubbed its length, opening her labia and finding her soft skin beneath, bringing her nerves to life and feeling the usual urge to rub harder, faster, and on her clit. So she did all three.

Rachel's legs began to move involuntarily after a minute, her cunt alive with desire waiting to be sated by her skilled fingers. She massaged her slit and swirled her clit, and her juices ran freely as she became so aroused that she thought she might explode in rapture at any moment. She continued the assault on her cunt, giving it just what it (and she) needed. Soon she was focused on her clitoris, so needy that it demanded her attention. She swirled around it, and when she rubbed it directly, her clitoris sent electric shocks throughout her body. Rachel strained to last longer, to deny her orgasm for as long as possible.

But the sheer pleasure of playing with her clit was too much. Just like the girl in the video, she could not last any longer. She pulled the thong back over her pussy just in time to catch the loads of nectar her cunt sent into it when she exploded in orgasm. Rachel came so intensely that she jerked and jumped on the comfortable sofa, the thong catching all her nectar as she spasmed uncontrollably. She continued until she was spent, exhausted, and finally satisfied.

After she calmed for a few moments, she took the thong off and wiped her pussy clean. Then, on a whim, she took a few other thongs from her drawer. This group all had her cum still on them from recent masturbations, and she laid them, plus the newly soiled one, on the bed and took a photo of them. This was her collection of thongs that had seen her through many a battle against her horniness, and lost.

o o o

That night, on the eve of her husband's return, Rachel dreamed of his cock in her, pumping her wildly and driving her to a fine orgasm as she slept. She awoke to wet sheets, but moved and slept beside the wet spot. In the morning, she stripped the bed and made it fresh to celebrate her husband's return. She knew he would take her on a wild sexual escapade that evening. While she enjoyed the five nights of masturbation, Rachel really looked forward to her and hubby helping each other to untold sexual joy, bringing to life whatever inventive sex plans he'd been dreaming of all week.