That friday morning did prove to be the start of something very special for me. But it would ultimately prove to be all too brief.
Those final weeks we lived in that little terrace house at church view were the beginning of my self discovery and although that particular part of my life would end too soon it did open the door for other adventures.
Some of which I'm still enjoying to this day....
Weekends were of course out of the question for any solo action what with the boys not at school. In any case rob didn't work weekends so mary's new friend couldn't visit her.
However on monday he was certainly raring to go. It appeared that a weekend without his old girl made him very keen indeed. It's a wonder they didn't break that bed. Sometimes I thought it might actually come through the wall.
My solo sessions soon became the high point of the day, to which I would look forward to with much excitement.
I even plucked up the courage to get myself a proper dildo. Ordered it online. Up until then I'd been using my fingers or a small courgette, even a roll on deodorant bottle. The dildo was one of those 'real feel' things, around 7" long. This toy brought a new dimension to my fun mornings.
My technique was to lay there on the bed listening to mary and her friend while using my fingers, the dildo would be on the bedside table in a jug of warm water. This was done to increase the realism. Something cold just didn't feel right.
I would work myself up to almost the point of no return and then reach for the dildo, plunging it deep inside me. Often this would result in a quick, very powerful climax with just that first plunge.
I did inevitably bump into mary that first week, thursday it was. The day I'd been out with kate. I recall my face burning as we chatted. I went as red as a beetroot. But mary didn't seem to notice, either that or she wasn't prepared to acknowledge my embarrassment....
I got to find out who her young friend was half way through the second week. The thin wall allowed me to not only hear their delicious sex noises but also their conversations. While listening one morning I learned that his name was david, and was her grandsons best friend. David was not in his twenties but had in fact just turned 19 in January, creating an even bigger age gap between them than I first thought.
This news, that mary was having an affair with a teenager.....made things all the more intense.... I have a thing for big age gaps....
But, like all good things as they say, my fun at church view was to come to an end.
During that second week we found out that we had won the bid for the bigger house and would be moving in a fortnight.
Well, what can I say? I made the most of it.
My solo fun certainly did not end with our move but if anything intensified. The time spent there in that bedroom listening to them next door had kindled within me a strong desire. Voyerism became my new passion.
Once settled in our new home I began to watch porn while playing. I had watched that kind of thing before with john but never alone, always preferring my vivid imagination.
