It was a mid July day, of average heat, enough to keep the skin warm with light clothing whilst outside. The feel of the mid summer breeze on my arms was intensifying, the goose bumps it brought with every sheet of wind that passed over my body was enough to make every inch of my skin feel alive but not yet cold.
Walking through the town centre heading home, something felt different, a slight bubble of excitement in my stomach, a kind of daring feeling was taking over my lower abdomen. The cool breeze still flushing against my skin, working its way through my hair, the feel of it gently pushing against my skin as the wind takes it over, moving it with itself as if it was one.
The feeling of the breeze and the softness of my hair slowly slapping across my face was having a rather deep effect on me, the stirring in between my legs, the slight dampness I could feel as I am walking, stride by stride, my damp knickers rubbing against my skin, my nipples were starting to protrude through my shirt, like little buds waiting to blossom, hard, round and very visible now, the more I was thinking of them rubbing against my bra, the softness of the skin of my pert breasts was tightening as my nipples grew harder, making the dampness below worse, I could now feel the wetness on my legs, I was loving the fact id decided not to wear tights that morning. My work skirt just above the knee meaning if I continued like this id start to feel my cunt juice dripping down my leg which would make it visible for all to see, this was just making it worse.
By the time I reached my door I could smell the aching of my pussy, that sweet pure smell, the smell of desire, wanting, needing, just to be touched. I let myself in an glanced at the clock 17.55 he'd be in any minute, I didn't have time to play before he returned, to touch my wanting cunt, to feel how wet I really was, to slide a finger or two in me whilst gently flicking my clit, there was no time for any of this, but I wanted to release, I needed to.
That daring feeling edged away at me, knowing how desperate I was to feel my cunt come, to feel it swell and tighten in pure pleasure as my body enjoyed the orgasm.
I started to slowly unbutton my shirt, I could see my hard nipples at this my hands were moving faster button by button until the shirt hit the floor, I didn't even bother to move it, next was my skirt, I unzipped it faster than I could drop it, feeling the silky material brush against my legs gliding to the floor made my cunt soaking, now my body just wanted to be open I wanted it all off and wanted to feel the air against all of my skin.
One hand undoing my bra as the other was sliding my knickers down my legs, my soaking wet knickers, the smell of my cunt was killing me, I wanted just to reach down there an then an make my cunt explode the way I knew it would the moment I touched it.
Finally I was naked, my boobs just standing upright against my chest, so sensitive against the cold air in the room, looking at the clock again it was 6pm any minute now id hear the key in the door, I made my way over to the bed and laid down, slowly and gently I laid my skin against the soft quilt, not wanting too much friction as I knew the slightest touch and I would come, but I wanted to save this for him, I wanted him to see how worked up id got myself.