Some of you readers want to hear Fiona's side of the story so I told her she had to write it and that she was to be totally honest so this is what she sent me.
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When he, (owner), my eldest daughter's boyfriend Ali moved in with us around about a year ago now I was slightly reluctant at first as I'd not met him to often as he hadn't been with my daughter to long, but Ali seemed to make her really happy and he was a nice lad and settled in so well that I hardly knew he was there. When it came to light that my eldest was excelling at work and was to be offered a placement abroad it left me in an awkward position regarding Ali.
He'd been booted out by his mother and had nowhere to go, he didn't earn a great deal although he worked hard so couldn't really afford a place, so after a conversation with Alan I agreed he could stay as long as he helped around the house and paid his way.
Let me just explain about Alan, I'd been married to Alan for the best part of twenty years since I was seventeen and at first he was all I wanted, but for the last six years he'd been drinking to excess nearly every day and was just a horrible bastard that like to abuse me and put me down. More frustrating than anything though was the lack of bedroom activity we'd been having, he hadn't been near me for probably six years and for me it was hard to accept at first.
I loved sex, loved cock and used to get it all the time from Alan until he hit the drink and from then on my sex life was dead. I threw myself in to work and quickly rose through the company ranks by being a hard and determined worker. I was on a nice big wage so I didn't need Alan or his money not that he gave it me anyway as most of it went behind the local pub in the village, so we pretty much lived separate lives apart from sharing a bed to sleep if he could make it up the stairs.
It wasn't until about two months after my daughter had departed for the opposite side of the world that I began to notice Ali hanging around the house a lot more, helping me out more than ever and he'd began walking around the house in his shorts and no t-shirt. Now I'm not going to lie I had on the odd occasion admired him when he wasn't looking, after all he was a twenty year old lad who had a toned and tanned athletic body and if I'm being totally honest I had wondered what his cock was like.
I knew I shouldn't of been having these sorts of thoughts or even letting myself be distracted by his young body, but......I was horny, neglected and missing cock so much that I was finding it increasingly difficult to stop asking Ali for help or making sure I was around when he was coming out the shower and walking around in only his shorts.
One afternoon when Ali was getting ready to go out I'd been putting some towels away in the airing cupboard and I couldn't help but stop and look through the crack in the bathroom door and in to the mirror opposite. What I show made something happen that I'm ashamed to admit; but Ali my owner has told me to be honest, for the first time in six years I felt a sensation in my stomach and a tingling in and around my pussy that I hadn't felt for six years.
I stood rooted to the spot for about two minutes transfixed by the sight of his cock between his legs, now although I've been married to Alan for twenty years and never strayed I'd seen a few cocks in my time in my early years. Now Ali's wasn't the longest cock I'd seen that was for sure if I'm being honest I'd say it was average at best and in its un-aroused floppy state it was about four inches long, but what I couldn't stop thinking about was how thick his cock was, it was the thickest cock I'd seen in my life and as he turned the shower off I scurried away to my room and waited there until he'd gone out.
Once I was sure he'd gone I did something I hadn't done for a long time as I hurriedly fished around for the box on top of the wardrobe and pulled out my rabbit vibrator. I held it in my hands for a moment like I'd never seen it or held it before; it was as I f I was nervous or scared to use it. Here I was a thirty seven year old women acting like I was fourteen again when I first masturbated for the first time.
I peeled my conservative white knickers off and opened my legs and felt my pussy lips for the first time in a pleasuring way for a long long time and I gasped at how wet I'd became and the I felt myself blush as I thought back to Ali's thick cock and realised that was why I was so wet.
I ended up spending over an hour ramming my pussy with my fingers and vibrator until I'd had three of the most intense and explosive orgasms I'd had for six years or more. When I put my vibrator away I knew I'd be getting it out again soon as I already wanted and needed another orgasm, after six years of neglect I knew I wanted and needed some sexual release.