As I drove home, I couldn't believe how incredibly frustrated I was -- sexually, that is. I hadn't had sex for months -- with a man, at least. I'd had plenty with little vibrator, but that's just not the same. My husband and I were estranged, probably heading for divorce, and my prospects for the future (sexually) were uncertain.
I'd had a dinner meeting that evening with clients that was a last minute thing and I'd been lucky enough to get my regular baby sitter, Kara, on such short notice.
I pulled into the driveway but didn't put the car in the garage as the automatic door opener was noisy and I didn't want to wake the kids; who should have been in bed an hour ago. I entered my house through the back door that opened off the kitchen and set my briefcase and purse on the breakfast bar. I also slipped off my heels since my feet were aching from having worn heels for almost fourteen hours.
I really need to toss those shoes and buy something more comfortable, I thought to myself.
I was hoping Kara wasn't going to be too upset with me for being home so much earlier than I'd told her; but the meeting had not gone well. It broke up much earlier than planned and with a fair amount of animosity, on both sides. So, I made up my mind to pay Kara for the full time I had said I'd be gone; so she wouldn't be shorted.
I walked slowly down the hall to the living room as I looked through a stack of the day's mail, which was mostly junk mail.
If they can ban spam from email, way can't they ban it in the mail box too, I thought.
I expected to find Kara watching TV in the living room, or maybe doing homework -- she was a senior in high school and her mother was a good friend of mine. I knew Kara had recently had her eighteenth birthday because her parents had given her a used car for a present, which meant I wouldn't have to drive her home -- so, at least there was one positive thing in my day, which otherwise, had been pretty shitty.
As I neared the door to the living room I heard something and it soon became apparent it wasn't the TV, or if it was, then Kara had developed a penchant for porn. The sounds were very obviously those of people making passionate love. I heard something like a smacking sound like you'd get from slapping something wet, or from a wet pussy connecting with the hips of a hot stud. And, there were gasping and heavy breathing noises and I distinctly heard a girl's voice saying, "yes, oh yes, oh that's so good" very softly.
I chuckled to myself, I bet Kara really did sneak in a porno DVD and she thought no one would ever know since she was at someone else's house, and alone.
I thought to myself, if I peek around the corner I'll seen her with her fingers between her legs getting herself off as she watches some hot action on the screen.
Then, I knew that I'd have to go back out to the car and make some noise coming into the house so she could grab and hide the DVD and collect herself. I wasn't angry with her for having a normal curiosity about sex - hell, I was curious about sex too!
Like; when was I going get some sex again ... hopefully damn soon, I thought.
So, I tiptoed up to the doorway and very slowly and carefully peeked around the corner. The first thing that came into view was the giant TV screen, and curiously, there was a commercial on the screen and almost no sound coming from the box.
That's odd, I thought.
I continued my stealthy reconnoitering and slowly the couch came into view and I saw Kara exactly where I expected her to be. However, she was naked, straddling a young man's lap and bouncing energetically up and down on his very large and impressive cock -- the young man was naked too.
My heart raced, and my mind reeled.
I was ... was ... not furious as I knew I should be at my baby sitter for taking such liberties in my home. No, I was incredibly turned-on! Without thinking my hand went up under my short skirt and I squeezed myself and felt how I was already getting wet. My fingers pulled my thong panties aside and started making little circles over my clit; I spread my legs wider apart.
I still had my head pressed against the door frame and was peeking around the corner just enough to see the two beautiful young people screwing each other's brains out. Fortunately, he seemed to be engrossed with sucking Kara's left tit which imposed her body between his head and where I stood spying.
Oh fuck, I thought, they are so hot; and I want a cock so fucking bad!
I thought of just walking in on them and joining in the fun, but I knew as soon as they saw me they'd be terrified that they were both in big trouble and that would spoil everything.
Unless, I thought, I make it completely obvious they were not in trouble and I that I was not angry with them.
It occurred to me just how I could convey that message and just what I needed to do so that I could have exactly what I so desperately craved without scaring these adorable kids off.
I went back around the corner where I could not be seen by them even if they looked in my direction, and I started to disrobe. I unzipped my skirt and let it fall to the floor, and then I unbuttoned my blouse and tossed it down with careless disregard for the fine silk material. I reached behind my back and unclasped my bra, and then pulled the straps off my shoulders and let it fall to the floor. I pulled my thong over my hips and down my legs and stepped out of the panties. I did not remove my sheer black thigh high stockings -- they looked sexy and might help convey the message I wanted to get across.
My heart was thumping hard in my chest and I leaned against the wall which separated me from the young couple that I so urgently wanted to join; and I was terrified. I had never done anything so brazen or as wanton in my entire life as I was then contemplating. I put fingers between my legs and rubbed myself again; perhaps in some odd way, to build my courage. I looked at my body in the mirror which hung on the opposite wall of the hallway and realized I was not at all that bad looking for a mature woman, my age. I've got great legs -- and my black stockings made them look even better. I've got really nice boobs and my figure is still almost as slim as it was before the kids. My blond hair is past shoulder length and as I stood there masturbating and assessing myself in the mirror I realized I should let my hair down. It did not look at all sexy in the bun it had been in all day for work -- so I let it down and it fell below my shoulders and made me look much more provocative.
They kids were still going strong in the living room and I realized it was 'now or never' as they say. I either had to step around the corner or quickly gather up all my cloths and sneak back out to the kitchen and get dressed again. I stepped around the corner.
"Hi kids, do you mind if I join you?" I said as I walked blatantly into the room, nude, but for my sexy stockings.
"Oh shit!" Kara exclaimed as she turned and saw me approaching. She started to get off her boyfriend and I shouted at her.
"No! Stay right there!"
She froze.
"What's going on?" Her boyfriend said as he relinquished Kara's nipple and looked around her body. "Oh fuck!"
"Both of you remain exactly where you are ... do ... not ... move!" It occurred to me that as an 'adult' -- for surely at their ages, these two young adults still thought of themselves as kids -- I was the authority figure, just like their parents. Kara also knew what good friends her mom and I were, so I knew I could use a little intimidation, at least for awhile, and hopefully get what I wanted and we would all be very very happy in the end.
"Kara, I know this has got to be weird for you, and for you too, whatever your name is." I said.
"His name's Bobby." Kara said.
"Yeah." He chimed in.
