I opened my phone and switched it over to private browsing. I wasn’t very tech-savvy, so I wasn’t sure if what I searched would show up on other devices. That’s all I needed was for one of the kids to pick up an iPad and there’s their mother’s search history.
I did a quick search for the mini vibe and clicked videos. A few popped up, but they were mostly reviews from people who clearly knew what they were doing. The testimonials were good, so that was encouraging, but I needed to figure out how to use it. So, I did another search for something I’d never searched before—porn sites. I clicked the first one and searched for the mini vibe there. There were a ton of them. The thumbnails on the videos were rather graphic, but I clicked forward. I wasn’t about to chicken out now.
The video started to play, and I was captivated from the beginning. A young woman laid on the bed, her head propped up on a pillow. Her legs were spread wide with the camera pointed straight between her thighs. I wasn’t quite sure why, but she had her finger in her mouth. You’d think it would look stupid, but it was sexy. She reached down with one hand and picked up the vibrator that looked just like mine and switched it on. Slowly, she ran it across her nipples. She moaned softly and then moved on to the other.
I pressed paused on the video. I couldn’t believe how turned on I was. James and I had slept together last night—it was Sunday after all—was I really going to do this?
I stripped down before grabbing the vibrator and getting comfortable, just like the girl in the video.
I pressed play again, and she began moving it down her body, her eyes never leaving the screen. It was like she was watching me, begging me to join her. I pushed the little switch up, and it came to life in my hand. I held it for a moment, getting a feel for it, and then mimicked the woman on the screen.
I started with my nipples, and a slight moan escaped my mouth, surprising myself as I was always quiet in the bedroom. I watched the screen as I moved it down my body, and the moment it touched my clit, I nearly combusted. The sensation was like nothing I’d ever felt before. I threw my head back, unable to focus on my phone any longer. The sound of her moans mixed with the sensation against my clit had me screaming out in pleasure as I came harder than I ever had before.
My thoughts ran wild as I laid there, panting, trying to calm my racing heart. I couldn’t believe what I’d just done. I had feelings ranged from excitement to embarrassment and shame.
I had decided not to overthink it. I hopped in the shower to quickly rinse off the stench of my orgasm before going about my day. By the time the kids got home, I’d scrubbed every surface raw.
I heard the front door as James walked in. I’d almost forgotten about my romp in the bedroom earlier today. But the shame crept back in as soon as I heard the sound of his feet on the hardwoods behind me. I turned around as he strode into the kitchen and continued fixing dinner as he talked to the kids about their day.
“And how was your day beautiful?” He wrapped his arms around me from behind and kissed my neck as I kept preparing the salad for dinner. His breath on my neck gave me chills, and I had the sudden urge to take him upstairs, but I tampered down the desire.
“I kept busy, how was yours?” My mind was on an emotional roller coaster, from wanting to rip off his clothes, to being riddled with guilt. The guilt part was ridiculous, it was my body. It wasn’t like I’d cheated on him.
I needed to get a grip.
“Mmm…” He breathed against my neck again. “You made my favorite, and it smells amazing.”
I nodded without a word.
He chuckled against my neck. “Are you buttering me up, or did I forget a special occasion?”
“No, I just felt like making shepherd's pie and fresh bread with how chilly it was outside today.”
“I’m going to wash up before dinner.” He kissed my cheek before heading upstairs. “I’ll be right down.”
Once the kids were down for the night, the silence crept in. Usually, I reveled in the peace and quite the evenings brought, but tonight all I wanted to do was take my husband to bed. Every move he made felt sexier, his voice seemed husky and deep, causing my insides to clench each time he spoke.
I was standing in my closet, debating on what pajamas I was going to put on— which I’d never done before—when I decided to just go for it. I chose the sexiest set I had—silk—the bottoms had a lace trim, and the tank had tiny straps. They weren’t all that sexy, but they showed the most amount of skin. I went downstairs with all the confidence I could muster and detoured to the kitchen to grab two glasses and a bottle of wine.
As I walked into the living room where James was relaxing on the sofa in front of the fireplace, my confidence flew out the window. But it returned with a vengeance the second he looked up. His eyes said everything I needed to know, he wanted me, too.
I lifted the bottle and asked in the sweetest voice I manage, “Wine?”
He cocked a brow and reached for the bottle. “Allow me.” He poured us both a glass as I sat down beside him. He rested his hand on my knee while he took a sip from his glass.
My lady bits tingled, and I downed mine as quickly as I could without raising any red flags. I wasn’t much of a drinker, so I needed to watch it. “So…” I wasn’t sure what to say, but the silence was deafening.
“So…” Clearly, he wasn’t sure where to start, either. “I landed the Worthington account today.”
“Wow, congratulations. I know how hard you’ve worked on that.” I leaned over and hugged him, as I always would to show him how proud I am of him. The smell of his cologne hit me like a ton of bricks, and I couldn’t help but press my lips to his.
He hesitated at first, unsure of how to react, but when I didn’t pull back and instead leaned farther into the kiss, he wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me flush against him. I opened for him, and our tongues danced together as I became more excited.
The sounds of stirring that came from Jane’s baby monitor had us both frozen, waiting to see if she was going to wake. James looked into my eyes, most likely planning his next move.
I leaned across his body and took his wine glass, setting both of them on the table. Jane settled, and James hadn’t moved. So I took it upon myself to take the initiative. I straddled his lap and took his face in the palms of my hands. I looked into his lust-filled eyes before devouring his mouth. I didn’t hold back and took control like I’d never done before.
James’s hands were all over my body like he couldn’t get enough. He finally settled on my neck as he pulled me back and kissed his way down my throat. I leaned back, resting my hands on his thighs, giving him full access to my breasts. He didn’t miss a beat as he pulled at the laces on the front of my tank top, exposing my breasts to him.
“Fuck,” he murmured just before he took my nipple into his mouth, sucking hard.
I cried out at the onslaught of sensation. James had always been a gentle lover, but he was showing another side of himself tonight. I ground into his thickening cock beneath me as he continued to work my nipples.
“James, I need you.” I panted. I couldn’t wait any longer. “Now!”
He looked up at me with a devilish grin on his face. He didn’t break eye contact as he reached down, pushing my pajama bottoms to the side and swiftly inserting two fingers. I threw my head back on a moan, thrusting my breasts back at James, who took full advantage.