The vibrator hummed strongly as it parted Julie's swollen lips. "God, that feels great," she thought. Another climax washed over her and shook her from her painted toe nails right up to her bottled blonde hair.
"Just a little longer" she smiled and held the plastic vibrating tube tightly against her clit. This time, the climax shook her and her entire bed. Peace washed over her face as she turned the vibrator off. Closing her eyes, she drifted back to sleep.
Though it was early in the morning, Julie had been awake most of the night having sensual phone sex with her husband, Ted, currently in the Philippines. The phones sex was nice, but didn't bring her to climax. Even so, she pretended it did, to help her husband Chuck climax. This was their ritual for the past 3 weeks. It would have to do for 3 more weeks!
The vibrator beside her was certainly helpful. She climaxed, often multiple times, but still she missed the feel of a real live cock deep inside her. Since she had none, she had tried a banana and a small cucumber, but they just didn't have that same feeling. It was driving her crazy. It caused her to look at just about every guy and wonder how it might feel between her legs!
There was the paper boy. His young muscular frame certainly intrigued her. Julie was sure that she could seduce him in about 10 seconds. "Hey kid, wanna jump in the sack with me?." He'd be on her like a jack rabbit. It would feel good, but it would also be all over the neighbor hood. Even though she had caught him looking down her blouse, he was only nice fantasy material, not the real deal.
Julie drifted off and much too soon, she was awakened by the sound of knocking at the front door. She tossed the vibrator into the nightstand and quickly slipped into her robe and strode down the stairs to the door. Peeking out, she saw Mike. He lived down the street. Unfortunately, he was a harmless, divorced pest. Even before Ted left for his trip, Mike would make innuendos and suggestive comments about how he'd take care of "every little thing" that came up. Julie opened the door.
"Hey Julie, just stopped by to make sure everything is going ok" He peeked at Julie's robe opening, begging it to fall open. He was practically drooling . . . and it disgusted Julie.
"Everything is fine" she replied somewhat coolly. She then decided a little flirting wouldn't kill her and it would be fun to send him packing and still horny as hell! Julie leaned forward. Then she felt her heavy breasts press against the terrycloth robe and it opened enough to give Mike a good shot of cleavage. She smiled "I'm just fine, I've got all that I need." She ran her hand down the edge of the robe and pushed her knee out below the wrap at her waist showing most of her thigh. Julie took a peek at Mike's crotch. Yep, full bulge, but it was obvious that he had a full tent erection that easily fit in the confines of his pants! "Tiny little Mike" she thought.
"I need to get dressed, dear" she whispered, "maybe I give you a call later when I need something." Then she shut the door and said "fat chance."
Back upstairs, she checked the clock and realized that she really did have to get to the store. She turned on the shower and stripped her robe off. Funny, the water remained cold, though normally, it was hot by now. Julie gave it a few more minutes and still it was stone cold. She cursed Ted for being away. He always knew what to do with these damn household emergencies! Trotting down the stairs she rewrapped he robe and headed for the basement. Standing in front of the hot water heater, she was totally at a loss.
"There is NO way, I'm calling that pig, Mike" she said aloud and headed back upstairs to think. Julie hated being a "helpless female."
Looking out across the street, she saw Mr. Roberts. He was a retired school teacher and widowed within the last year or two.
