The days began to get a little cooler and crisper. Just on week ago, the leaves were green. Now they set the hills off in a bouquet of color. Fall was in the air. People had begun to place jack-o-laterns, skeletons, witches and black cats to celebrate Halloween. Orange and black ribbons began to dart around the neighborhoods.
On this autumn's day, the sun had refused to shine. Clouds covered the sky in a blanket of gray. As drops of rain began to fall, the wind blow leaves and loose paper around. This along with a busy day had made Becky tired and cranky. All day long people wanted to complain. AS Becky looked out the window of her office, the approaching sunset, and sprinkles of rain made her long to be home, away from all these people. She wanted to be alone.
She remembered she had a bottle of muscadine wine in the fridge that her best friend had given her on his last trip to see her and the kids. She knew right then what she wanted to do when she got home. The kids were with their dad so; she would stop at the store and grab a few scented candles, grapes, cheese and a bouquet of flowers. When she got home all she would do was draw a tub of bubble bath, snack, and sip some wine and read the novel she had started. Time to rest and take in the peace and quiet.
As soon as the last customer walked out the door, Becky's boss let her go and before he could change his mind, she was her purse and was heading for the door. Of course it began go pour down rain at that precise time. She ran to the car getting soaking wet. Since it was pretty when she left the house, she did not have an umbrella or a coat.
Becky looked liked a wet cat by time she reached the car. Her hair was all over her head. What little make-up she wore, started to run down her face. Since she did not want people thinking she had dressed early for Halloween, she did the best the she could to tidy up.
After she picked up her provisions at the store, she had to stop for gas. She went a little out of her way to get it. At one of the local stations, they still pumped gas for ladies. It did not hurt that the attendant was a dumb jock from the local college and was built like the "ROCK".
As she pulled up to the pumps, there already was a car ahead of her. She had to wait. Becky did not mind because it gave her time to look him over. His muscles almost did not fit in the sleeves of his shirt and his thighs made up both her legs and then some. As she sat t here, she began to see together. She had them out in an open field making love. She imagined his strong yet gently making love to her. She felt his soft kisses on her neck. His teeth nibbling on her ears. She wanted him to move down to her firm perky breast. She wanted him to kiss on them a while.
She began to grow wet in her womanhood as she pictured this. Her had slipped between her legs. She began to rub herself slowly yet firmly wishing it was he instead. She began to feel herself tingling inside. She felt her hips swell and began to ache. How she wanted to slip her hands in her pants and feel the wetness. This was driving her crazy. Just as she began to touch her nipples, the car behind her startled he back to reality. He was honking his horn for her to move up. It was finally her turn.
As she pulled up in place, she kind of got embarrassed. She felt he knew what she was thinking. When she lowered the window to tell him to fill her tank, she giggled. After he walked off she noticed the wet patch on her pants, right between her legs. Oh My God! She thought. I hope that is now what he was looking at. Maybe he just thought it as from the rain. Either way she could not look him in the eye when she paid him.
She quickly left the station and headed home. Embarrassed yet excited. She drove in peace. She hummed along with the song on the radio, laughing to her self about what had happened.
When Becky got home, she dropped her packages off in the kitchen and headed straight for the bathroom. She started her bubble bath; She undressed and threw the wet clothes in the hamper. Nude, she walked back to the kitchen to prepare her snack. She placed her flowers in a vase with water before she got her wineglass. She then immediately open the wine and poured herself a glass, She took a small sip. It was sweet but good. She refilled the glass then headed back to the bathroom to check her water.
Becky began to get a little cool walking around the house nude. Her nipples stood out hard and firm. She got goose bumps over her entire body. The bath would feel good but she still had to light the candles. Once this was done, she retrieved the grapes and remainder of the bottle of wine from the kitchen. She turned off all the lights on the trip back to the tub.
Before she turned off the lights off in the bedroom. Becky got a glimpse of her self in the mirror. She set her glass and plate on the dresser. Her right hand reached up and felt her breast, as her left hand touched her stomach, Her breast were still firm even after having two children, They were as round as melons. Her stomach was flat; she worked to keep her figure. She then placed both hands on her butt and turned her toad to look at it. It was firm and stuck out enough to make he struggle to get in her favorite jeans and shorts. They were so tight that if stuck with a pin, it looked like they would pop like a balloon. She smiled to her self.
Whenever she wore her two piece bikini to the lake, every one watched her pass. Most women were jealous of her figure. They wished they looked as good. The men stumbled as she passed trying to get a good look at her breast for her top just barely covered her nipples. The bottom covered even less from behind.
All this on her small 5' 1 ½" frame always got her noticed. As they say, she was built like a brick shit house! Some even called her thick; others said she was PHAT (Pretty Hot and Tempting!)
When she finally stepped back in the bathroom, she placed both the wine and grapes where she could reach them after she was in the tub. The water felt good when she finally climbed in. She splashed a little water her chest then rested her head on the tub's edge and sipped more wine.
Becky slowly lifted one leg out of the water and began to massage it. As she moved down her thigh, she touched herself. This felt good and caused her woman hood to shake. Each time she moved down her leg, this happened. Soon she was slowly rubbing herself. She began to leak. The warm water moved in and out with her finger. She slowly massaged her clit, and then she slipped one finger inside and began to squeeze the top from inside and her clit with her thumb. She applied slow constant pressure. This made her body quiver. She repeated this several times. Soon she began to slide her finger in and out of herself slowly and gently. This felt so good to her she could not stop.
This went on for several minutes. To the point in fact, she lost all track of time. Soon her body began to shake uncontrollably. This rubbing had brought her to the point of cumming. The urge was so strong every inch of her body began to ache. Her womanhood swelled. She massaged deep inside her self harder and faster. All at once her body became taut, so taut in fact that the sudden jolt caused her to splash water all over the floor. So taut her body stiffened for several seconds aching as she exploded deep inside. She finally relaxed and lay back in the tub. She could not, however, stop from shaking. She had several small aftershocks. After shocks like those following that follow a large earthquake.
Becky was snapped back to reality when she heard the phone ringing. She jumped out of the tub, grabbed a towel and headed to the bedroom to answer it. The only reason she considered answering it was it could have been the kids. It wasn't! It was one of her friends stranded and wanting Becky to come rescue her. With the weather as bad as it was getting, Becky reluctantly agreed.
Becky turned on the lights and blew out the candles. She did not bother to dry off; she simply put on her favorite jogging suit not bothering to put on panties or a bra. As hard as it was raining, it did not matter if it looked wet. No one seeing her would know if it was rain or the bath water making it wet.
