I stood on the front porch of my sons' home and waved as you backed out of the driveway and started down the street. I silently mouthed the words, "I Love You" into your rearview mirror. I wished that we had more time for cuddling before you left. I still needed some of your attention on my breasts and between my legs. But it was a long drive home and I knew you were eager to get going.
I felt that hollow, wanting, empty feeling in my womb as I went back into the house. I was looking forward to talking to you tonight for two reasons. First, to know that you got home safely. And second, so that we could have an intimate talk together. I knew that phone sex was exciting to you. I was thinking of your favorite fantasies that we could talk about. You were usually naked and playing with yourself when you call. If you weren't already hard, you would be during our call. I wondered if I could get you to cum tonight? I planned to have my "Pocket Rocket" vibrator ready for me!
I received your text message when you stopped for fuel. You were making good travel time, but I knew it would be late when you finally got home. You were determined not to spend a night in a lonely hotel room in Wyoming.
After helping clean up dinner, my 6 year old granddaughter wanted to sleep on the floor in grandmas' room tonight. I spread some blankets across the top of the card table, to make her a simple tent. I made the door on the side opposite of the bed, and made her bed inside. Her bed time was 7:30. I hadn't been to bed at 7:30 since I was a child! I lay on my bed while she fell asleep.
Absent mindedly, I let my fingers brush across my braless nipples inside my shirt. I could feel the moisture growing in my panty. I knew my husband still had several hours left before he would reach home, and he had to work the next day. Somehow, I drifted off to sleep.
I was after mid-night when I woke. I checked my cell phone. I had a text message that he had arrived home safely. It was too late to call. I put on a nightgown and went back to sleep.
The next morning he called. He told me about his drive. Nothing too exciting, just a long, solitary drive. He put a private, sexy picture of me on the dash board that he could look at as he drove.
We could talk about almost anything, but his favorite topic was always sex. I wondered if I could ever satisfy him and do all the things he said he wanted to do? Tonight, I'd make sure he got the phone sex he craved!
Usually, when we'd take a road trip together, he would ask me not to wear a bra and unbutton my blouse, at least part way. He would often glance deep into the valley between my breasts. I knew he liked that. He'd like to see more, but I'm a little more conservative than he is. I'd let him see a little more after dark. Once we stopped for the night, I was all his.
But another change of plans. After dinner it was my 6 year old grandsons' turn to sleep in the "tent" with grandma. I sat on the bed, doing word search games while I waited for my husband to call. My grandson was already asleep when the phone rang. I went into the bathroom, so I wouldn't wake him. But the cell phone connection was bad. We didn't talk long.
Somewhat frustrated, I returned to my room. I got my "Pocket Rocket" vibrator out of my purse, and crawled into bed. Silently, I pulled my night gown up above my breasts, keeping it on my shoulders in case I needed to cover up quickly.
I rubbed my fingers around my breasts and over my nipple tips. They stiffened. I pressed the button to turn on the vibrator. Silently, I placed it against my nipples, each nipple taking her turn, and let the vibrator do it's magic. Oh, yes!
A gentle orgasm swept through my body. My pussy was wet. I switched it off while my body relaxed. I wondered if my husband was able to get some relief tonight too?
