I'm Vanessa. I'm forty one. I' married, we have one son.
I feel I'm still hot. I am a little lady at 5' 4" only 115 pounds. My breasts grew to a 36C with age and childbirth. My areolas also seemed to be getting larger and darker. My waist is fairly small at 29" although there's a little bit of baby fat I never could get rid of. I have nice hips and am able to maintain a nice tight ass doing yoga and palates.
I like when my husband takes our ten year old son on weekend trips, I encourage it. They go fishing, hunting, camping whatever he can think of to spend time with our son.
I encourage it so I have some alone time with my toys and I love to go out dressed like a slut.
I go shopping many miles away because hopefully no one we know will see me dressed like a slut. I get off on the admiring and lustful looks I get.
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I'm going to have the house to myself. My husband is taking our son to a cabin fishing and hiking or whatever they find to do in their travels. Their leaving Friday afternoon for the weekend. I'm looking forward to them being gone.
Thursday night my husband fucked me as he always does before going away. He's an OK fuck, things have gotten a lot too predictable with him. He does try to get me off, sadly only once. I wish he'd use me, pound me, eat my ass. I started swallowing his cum when I gave him head hoping that would turn him on. It did but sadly he's one and done.
My alone time consists of lingerie, many toys even a butt plugs. I'm at the point where I'm sure I'd let him fuck my ass if only he would ask. Anything to break up the routine.
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Saturday rolled around. I woke early as I always do.
I dress kind of slutty, A yellow crop that goes down mid tummy showing my belly button. I decided not to wear a bra although my nipples are somewhat visible if you look closely enough.
I put on a thong and skimpy shorts, a sexy pair of strappy four inch heel shoes that buckled around my ankles. I turned in the mirror and I could see a little of my ass cheeks. One thing was missing, lipstick.
I love how lipstick makes my lips look so full and so sexy. I love it when men stare at my lips as if they're imagining their cocks in my mouth.
This should get me the attention I crave.
I have an appointments to get waxed. I started waxing for my husband, I don't know if he even cares he's never mentioned anything about me being bald except the first time a couple of years ago. I wax now for myself, it's cleaner and I've grown to love the way my vagina looks especially when I use my toys.
I have several movies of home invasions and abduction. The home invasion movies really get my motor running, imagining a man pinning me down or even two men having their way with me taking me, spitroasting me even DP'ing me. Doing naughty things to me essentially raping me. Fantasies I 'm too embarrassed to share with my husband.
Next to shop for lingerie for the weekend. Then to the grocery store.
I pulled into a small strip mall I frequent. There's a big box clothing store and a few boutique shops.
I went in one of the smaller boutique stores first.
I saw a few cute camisoles. I walked over to a mirror to hold them up to me. OH MY... It's a lot brighter in the store then my bedroom and a bit on the cool side. Because of the lighting I could easily see my areolas through my top and my nipples poking out from the cold.
Eh, nobody knows me so embrace my body and enjoy. I actually lingered in front of the mirror a while admiring myself.
I got a few looks both good and bad from a few ladies. I've never had a lot of fantasies about being with another woman although I have watched girl on girl pornography. I like the intruder porn where a guy takes the two female roommates and makes them eat each other out. They seem to cum hard and by the end of the film they seem to love pussy.
I wounded if it's true feeling a woman's soft face on your thighs when she's eating you out and if her tongue is more silky, softer then a mans.
Anyway I let them look. I don't care if they're jealous or disgusted. Their in a lingerie store for the same reason I am.
I purchased red quarter cup corset with a lacy front. I paid cash just in case my husband looks at the credit card bill.
I thought this is the perfect outfit for my alone time tonight.
Next I headed to the grocery store.
In the produce section a good looking guy around thirty asked me a few questions about how to tell if fruit he was planning on purchasing was ripe.
I explained different ways I use to figure out if their at their peak ripeness.
He talked to me or should I say my chest more then my face. I was a little turned on by him admiring my girls. The cooler air had my high beams on. I could almost feel my nipples pressing against my top.
I went to check out. I noticed he was behind me in line now checking out my ass.
Admittedly I was flattered a thirty year old looked at me older then him with desire. I honestly haven't felt desired by my husband in years, that's probably the reason I like to dress like a slutty MILF and love to have men leer at me.
The cashier thanked me, I smiled, pushed my cart slowly so this man can have one last look at me walking away.
In the parking lot I heard a cart moving quickly behind me. I wanted to take a look to see if it is the guy from produce I talked with but didn't.
I loaded the few bags of groceries in my trunk, closed the trunk and pushed the cart to the cart return area.
That's when I saw him. It is the guy from the produce section. Unbelievably he's parked a few spots over from my car.
As I'm getting in my car I flashed him a smile. We pulled out at the same time his car right behind mine.
We both turned right out of the lot, then left at the light headed to the expressway. I kind of had an uneasy feeling when he followed me onto the expressway.
I noticed he changed lanes and I lost sight of his car. That made me feel better. I cranked up the AC to keep the girls on high beam. My mind started to wander, what if scenarios were playing in my head.
What if he just wanted to take me to lunch, what if he followed me home. what if he molested me in the garage?
My exit came up, I signaled to get off. At the light I looked in my mirror to see if he was behind me. I didn't see him. I admit I was a little disappointed. I enjoyed talking to him even though he talked to my girls more then my face.
I pulled into my spot the right side of the garage. I opened the door to the house, went in to shut the alarm off made a few trips back and forth bringing my lingerie and groceries in the house, hit the button to close the garage door and watched it close.
The first thing I did was to the groceries away.
I took my corset out of the bag, opened the junk drawer, found the scissors, cut the tag off. I turned to bring my new corset up to my lingerie drawer a hand clamp over my mouth and and an arm around my waist grabbing me tightly.
"Shh, don't scream and I won't hurt you."
I struggled, my attacker was too strong for me, gripping me more tightly. I could feel his hard cock against my ass
"I told you not to scream. I don't want to hurt you. If you scream or run I will hurt you, understand?"
I managed a muffed yes and nodded. That's when the health teachers voice popped into my head, "If you're being raped don't fight, don't make him hurt you. Even he acts like an animal. Don't get hurt. Give him what he wants. The attack will soon be over"
"Take anything you want, please don't hurt me."