Ashley took her time driving home. She needed to compose herself before she got there and had to face Adam. Thoughts of what Shaun had just done to her kept playing over and over in her mind like her brain was stuck on “auto-repeat”. Adam greeted her at the door with a chaste peck on the cheek. “How was your day, honey? You look a little stressed. Why don’t you go take a hot bath? I‘ve got some files to work on in my office anyway, so take your time.”
“Work”, she mused to herself. “It was always work. If he spent half as much time thinking about sex as he did his job, then maybe I wouldn’t be so damn horny all the time.” A long soak in the tub suddenly sounded heavenly and she knew he wouldn’t even notice how long she was gone. She turned to walk down the hall, but stopped and glanced back - hoping he might be watching her. Her answer was the sound of his office door closing.
She undressed while the water filled the tub. First slipping her blouse from her shoulders, then her bra. As it slid down, the strap grazed her left nipple; making her keenly aware of a slight tinge of pain. This was the nipple Shaun had pinched and toyed with less than an hour ago. The memory of his hand so recently on her breast stirred her core and caused her nipples to harden instantly. Instinctively, she raised her hands to both; rubbing lightly over the puckered buds. She imagined her hands were Shaun’s, pinching and rolling the hard tips between his fingers. Ashley heard a small moan escape her throat as she noticed the familiar heat spreading to her pussy. She stood there in the middle of the bedroom, teasing herself for a few moments; squeezing, kneading, pinching her breasts and nipples until the sound of the water running broke the magical spell. Snapping back into reality, she hurried to the tub; certain the water was overflowing by now.
To her surprise, the water level was perfect. She swiftly unzipped her skirt and hooked her fingers in the waist of her panties. Pushing the scrap of lace down over her hips, she noticed how the wet crotch clung to her pussy lips. When her panties dropped to the floor the unmistakable scent of her sex drifted upwards; such a sweet, musky scent. She dipped one finger into the wet folds and brought it to her lips--tasting the honey that oozed from her needy pussy. Her arousal surrounded her, as she slipped into the water up to her chin. Laying there motionless, she allowed the heat of the water to sooth her muscles. She leaned her head back against the tub and closed her eyes.
The heat of the water was no match for the heat radiating from her center. She knew she could hold off no longer. Slowly her hands caressed her breasts, gliding over the skin made slick by the bath oil she’d added. Lingering only a moment over her nipples, her hands continued downward--teasing her sides and abdomen as she moved lower. Ashley sighed when her hands reached her swollen mound, bare from her regular waxing and softer than baby’s skin. She decided to continue the teasing just a bit more. Skipping over her pussy and moving to her thighs - Ashley parted them slightly to caress the insides. Her hands fluttered closer and closer to her lips, making brief contacts that sent shivers down her spine. Oh how she loved to tease herself. Sex with yourself is pretty much a sure thing, so she always drew out the anticipation as long as possible.
Fingertips ticking her outer lips felt like dozens of tiny tongue flickers dancing on her skin. She moaned softly at the thought of a man’s lips and tongue stroking her sex, as the tiniest of movements brought her closer to her throbbing clit. When the first fingertip made contact, she flinched at the pleasure that jolted through her…this wasn’t going to take long at all. Softly, with fingers slick from a mixture of her juices and the bath oils, she began to rub on her clit in slow circles.
