Amy's Tuesday's

Amy got home from a good class…the students were always quiet on Tuesday nights but she had a good time, sweated a ton a now was ready to eat, get clean and enjoy her night alone at home. She picked through the fridge, finally settling on a salad and a glass of water. She lit a few candles and sat, still dressed in her workout cloths while she ate. The house was quiet, her husband at his mother’s for a few hours.

While sitting she sent a text message to Jen, continuing their conversation from after class about girly stuff. She laughed out loud as Jen finally figured out that Tuesdays are “Amy’s Nights” and the implications in that. After saying goodbye and finishing her salad she was definitely ready for a nice hot shower as the sweat had dried and chilled her a little bit.

Amy stepped into her bedroom to take off her necklace before heading into the bathroom; she turned the water on before taking off her clothes, her mind going back to Jen’s original story and even into the car ride home from Miami. She had kept a lot to herself that night, listening and taking it all in…pretending to be naive but she knew better. A few things surprised her that night…Angie was the most surprising…having had a threesome. Amy looked at her body in the mirror…she was quite happy with what she saw as was Adam who did well keeping up with her in bed.

Amy stepped into the shower and felt the warm water flow over her body and grabbed the soap. She began at her arms rubbing the nights sweat off of them, the whole while her mind wandering. She led the soap around to her front, moving it slowly over her breasts, pausing just for an instant over the nipples, giving them some extra attention. It didn’t take much from where her mind was already, for them to perk up and begin to get hard.

She then moved lower, rubbing the slippery soap over her lower belly and then onto her legs. She took care of her left leg, then her right noting that they were still smooth. At the top of her right leg she paused, lifting it, placing it on the tub side, giving her full access to parts of her that were not only dripping from the spray.

Amy soaped one of her hands, and slowly placed it on her mound, soaping herself with extra care. She allowed a finger to slide between her legs, and she gasped from the feeling. Her wetness began to emerge from the inner depths of her passions. She thought again to the conversation with Jen and her inner fantasy. This time, it isn’t Adam she is dreaming about…it is a mysterious redhead who knows exactly what a woman needs and how to get her there.

Almost feeling faint, she lost her balance, and, as if, by some unknown power, she felt the wall reach out to catch her. Leaning against it, she continued to caress her hungry yearning. She rubbed her clitoris until her breathing became heavy. She wants to release; she needs to release all that pent-up tension from the day. Rubbing more deliberately, she extends a finger to her swelling labia, and sliding a finger deep inside, she stroked in and out with cautious intensity. The excitement builds slowly at first and she doesn’t notice that the water is getting warmer if not hotter.

Amy begins to breathe in short breadths now, almost panting. The shower walls seem to be pulsating in rhythm as she brings herself closer and closer. “Ahh. Hmmmm. Oh, yes…” she allows, escaping from her lips. And then louder, “Oh, god, yes….let it happen. Ahhhh.”

She trembles as the first wave of orgasm hits her. “Ahhh, Ohhhh, god, yeesss….” The sensation rips through her once, and then again and again. The feeling is sustained as her legs weaken and she sinks to the bottom of the shower. She is gasping; breathing heavy and a starry look has come into her eyes, as she begins to catch her breadth.

The water is spraying her body, and has cooled off enough to give her a chill. She slowly stands her legs still weak and turns off the water, grabbing a towel before exiting the shower. As she stands drying herself her body is tingling all over…every place she touches and dries is sensitive and it begins to turn her on even more. She watches herself in the mirror as she dries her breasts, making circles with the towel, pulling and tweaking them, sending smalls waves of pleasure down her body. After a few minutes she can’t stand it and her body is begging for release again.

Amy walked into the bedroom and got herself ready for bed. She checked her door to make sure it closed even though the only person who would come in would be Adam. Before slipping under the covers she heads to her top nightstand drawer and retrieves one of her favorite toys. She lay in bed and began to think about how good her shower was. She rolled onto her back and let her mind wander, fantasizing about the sexy redhead again.

Soon her hands began to wander down her body. She pulled the sheets down, caressing her breasts and lightly pinching her nipples. She gasped at the feeling, wishing it were not only her hands on her body. Finally, after teasing herself for a few minutes, because that was all she could stand she moved her hand lower, slipping it between her legs.

She rubbed her hand along her pussy, already wet from her thoughts, and dipped a finger inside. She moved her hand back up, finding her clit and she rubbed it slowly. This wasn’t enough so she grabbed her toy and replaced her hand with it, moving it up and down her slit before inserting it ever so slowly. Her body arched off the bed and she began a slow and steady in and out motion, slight moans coming from within. With her free hand she roamed the rest of her body, rubbing and caressing her most erogenous zones, bringing her closer and closer to the ecstasy her body was craving. Her hand found her clit again and she rubbed faster and faster until she was writhing around on the bed, eager to cum. She pictured Adam and her red head’s fingers touching her, making her feel this way. Her toy was moving faster and faster in and out of her, her wrist twisting and hitting her G spot with every thrust. Eventually it was too much…..she came hard as she moaned aloud, her hand on her clit slowing and her other hand releasing her toy.

She was breathless as she moved slightly, removing her toy and placing it on the top of her night stand. Her body began to relax more as she pulled the covers up over her still throbbing body. She looked at her table and smiled…she wanted Adam to see her toy so he could wake her when he returned home….