DISCLAIMER: JAKE IS IN HIGH SCHOOL BUT EIGHTEEN
Kim writhed and moaned in bed, desperately trying to pleasure herself to climax before her alarm goes off. She fantasizes about a younger man aggressively thrusting into her again and again, but the thought is pushed away as the alarm loudly beeps. Kim sighs and gives an annoyed grunt as she leaves the bed to get dressed.
Slipping on a pair of old jeans and a loose buttoned blouse, Kim puts her hair in a messy pony tail and slips on her flip flops as she leaves her room. Peeking her head into her son's room she finds him in the process of tying his shoes. "I'm almost ready mom" Anthony says as Kim nods "I'll be in the car honey."
Kim was forty-one, pushing forty two, around five foot four, brunette with a curvy Latina body. Sitting in her car she pulls out her phone until Anthony climbs in as she drives him to school.
"Bye mom" Anthony says glumly grabbing his bag and stepping out of the car. "Bye honey, love you" she says as he walks off. "That boy" she says to herself shaking her head, driving away she goes to the nearest Starbucks and orders her usual. Kim loved coming here after dropping Anthony off because of how empty it was. Being a stay at home mom definitely has it's benefits, but one of the best is running all her errands while the rest of the world is at work or school.
Skimming past photo after photo of her friends on vacation or at some five star restaurant, Kim can't help but reflect on her own life. Kim got married at the young age of twenty-one to her high school sweetheart Mark. At the time, Kim was head over heels for Mark. Deciding to leave her previous wild life in the past, Kim got married, found God, had a son, and now lives as a stay at home mom searching through a combination of Pintrest, Facebook, Instagram, and Etsy, the American Dream.
Unfortunately that dream didn't last too long, Mark's young and restless ambition seemed to die out after his promotion to District Manager. His ambitious work style seemed to die at the same time as his sex drive. Every other day became once a week, that became twice a month, to once every other month, and now she was lucky to get a kiss. With Mark's job requiring him to travel all over the district, Kim was left mostly to herself.
Suddenly, she is snapped back to reality as a tall, young, handsome man stands before her, leaning over slightly to make eye contact. "Sorry?" Kim says blinking and pushing her perverted fantasies out of her mind. "Is anyone sitting here?" he asks again, his deep firm voice is demanding but gentle.
"Oh no no, go ahead" Kim says as he smiles and sits in front of her.
"I'm Jake by the way" he says reaching his hand out to shake hers, she laughs awkwardly, feeling embarrassed and ditsy, "Oh well um I'm Kimber- just Kim."
She can feel her cheeks burning as she regrets not putting effort into her look this morning. "Are you here on your own?" Jake ask, "Well yeah, I like to come here to just relax." Kim felt herself getting lost in Jake's piercing blue eyes, strong jaw, and well done hair. The conversation goes all over, Jake felt attention she hasn't felt in so long. She noticed Jake carelessly flirting with her and his eyes subtle looking down at her cleavage. Kim told Jake all about her boring house wife life expecting him to not care, but instead he gratefully asked questions and comforted her. She even told him a bit about her wild life before Mark. All the drinking, smoking, and she alluded to it but Jake knew she was also sleeping around a lot
"This has been great Kim, but I have to get going, it's already gonna be eleven o'clock." Kim's eye opened wide as she was harshly brought back to reality, she had spent roughly three hours talking with a complete stranger. "Let me see your phone real quick" Jake says softly but demanding.
Obediently she handed her phone over, Jake was typing something rapidly and handed it back to her. Her contacts were open with a new page titled "Jake" and his number. Blushing Kim stutters out "Ye-Yeah this was really n-nice" stumbling over her own words. Watching him leave the store, a wave of shame washes over her. "I'm married" she tells herself.
Gathering her bag and phone, Kim climbs into her car and drives to her empty home, feeling all the more empty after a deep conversation with a caring and handsome man. Kim spends the rest of her day doing laundry, paying bills, and fantasizing about Jake.
She knew it was wrong, but slowly stopped pushing those thoughts away until she found herself in bed desperately fingering herself. The image of Jake's hands all over her body, her hands on his probably chiseled chest and abs, and her legs hungrily wrapped around his waist as he powerfully thrust his hips into her. With the unfinished climax from this morning and meeting Jake, her orgasm sends waves through her body rocking her body as she moans loudly.
The idea of texting Jake continuously popped into her head even as she picked up Anthony, even when she cooked dinner for the two of them, and even as she drove Anthony to school the next morning .He seemed nervous but wouldn't tell her what was on his mind when she asked.