Last night, Octavia had orgasmed thinking about her ex from college. As she touched herself in the bath, she couldn't get him out of her mind. Her vibrator pushed her to a violent, biting, so good that you want to scream but you can't because your husband is in the next room asleep, climax. And now, waiting at a red light on the way home from work, she realized she'd fixated about it all day.
Octavia's teeth sunk into her bottom lip as she shifted her thighs in the driver's seat cushion. She couldn't decide if it was the guilt, the eroticism, or what it was she felt. Her grip tightened around the steering wheel. The sun glistened off of her diamond wedding ring. It's fine, she thought, I'll just get all this horny energy out with my husband tonight and that will be that. It's not like he can read my mind, she told herself in her head as the light turned green. She rolled down her window, breathed in the fresh air, and turned onto their street. She felt better already.
When Octavia opened the front door to their house, Russell greeted her with a warm, "my baby's home!" and opened his arms to hug her.
You masturbated to Liam last night.
"Hey baby, how was your day?" Russell said as he embraced her. Octavia did everything in her power to keep the boom box of her thoughts from leaking out of her ears.
"Uh... yeah it was great, boring as usual."
"That's good, I've almost got dinner ready. Ramen tonight?"
"Sure, that sounds great, gotta change!" Octavia said and vanished down the hallway to the master bathroom.
Once inside, Octavia leaned over the sink and turned on the water. Bracing herself against the tile of the counter with both hands, she exhaled. Come on Octavia, get it together, she thought. It's not like you cheated on your loving husband. It was just like watching porn or something.
No, it wasn't,
a voice told her.
Yes it was, she argued.
It made you cum because you knew it was wrong and you liked it. You loved being dirty and cheating.
Octavia exhaled at the revelation and splashed her face with water.
"That's ridiculous," she said out loud. Then, the door to the master bedroom opened. She jumped, knocking a curling wand off of the counter. It clattered onto the floor seeming to make as much noise as humanly possible.
"Everything okay in there?" Russell asked from the bedroom, probably gathering
laundry.
"Fine! I'm going to take a shower really quick."
"No problem, babe," he replied. Octavia waited for the door to close before she relaxed. Yes, she thought, a hot shower. That's what I need.
More like a cold one,
the voice said.
"Shut up," Octavia said out loud as she kicked her shoes off. She turned the handle for the hot water. The water hissed out, and she began to strip. Octavia untucked her ruffled, maroon blouse and pulled it up over her DDD bust to reveal an expensive, lacy black bra that she thought complemented her honied, bronze skin tone. Then, it was off with her form fitting, pinstripe black dress pants and socks.
Octavia liked her body as she looked at herself in the mirror. She had a classic hourglass shape that'd taken on a little more sand since she'd been in college, but c'est la vie, she thought. She liked bread, ice cream, and Hot Cheetos. Her husband worshipped her, or so he always said. Octavia didn't believe him, but she enjoyed the compliments. The curvier, the better, he'd say. A slight grin smiled back at her in the bathroom mirror.
Liam used to say that too.
She frowned. What the hell is wrong with me? She thought to herself and unhooked her bra. An image flashed through her mind. She straddled Liam in bed and unhooked her bra for him. Octavia would hold the bra against her massive tits, unclasped, and squeeze them together, before letting them drop and jiggle before his eyes. It would get him hard immediately and then...
"Okay, time to get in the shower," Octavia said, exasperated. She blinked a few times as she opened the shower door and slipped off her panties.
