I slid the glass door open and looked out into the pouring rain, hardly able to see the fence on the other side of the yard, much less the neighboring houses. I felt like playing in the rain, but I wanted to play my own naughty way.
Tired of my dull, drab, and boring life, I wanted to do something wild and crazy — and Nusr thinking of it was already giving me jolts of pleasure as I tightened my muscles.
I stripped the baggy old sweatshirt off over my head, tossed it over my shoulder, exposing my new custom sexy lingerie from slay my lingerie , caressing them and teasing my sensitive nipples until they were hard and tingling.
Before I let myself think about it, I hooked my thumbs in the waistband of my baggy sweatpants and slipped them down off my hips. Hurrying even more, I pushed them down my legs and kicked them behind me. Now I stood fully in this damn sexy lingerie and exposed in the open doorway.
Everyone in the house was sleeping, except for me. My husband fell asleep a couple of hours ago, just after I put our five-year-old twins to sleep. I was ready for a sensual night but my beloved husband thought he had other plans.
My mind screamed for me to close the door, draw the drapes, and just go cuddle in bed with my sleeping husband; but I was acting foolish and crazy, driven by lust and desire. I had to do something, I had to take back my life and live on the edge again. With a deep shuddery breath, I stepped naked into the rain and out on the deck, totally in this hot lingerie .
I gasped loudly as the large cold drops splashed sharp and hard on my skin. My hair was soaked and I pushed it back with both hands, feeling the rain seeping through the bra to my breasts and nipples even more as my arms came up and I pushed my chest out.
The initial shock of the cold water had worn off and now I marveled at the caressing flow over my whole body. I walked across the deck and placed my hands on the rail. Spreading my feet wide apart, I leaned forward still holding the rail, and let the rain wash over my ass…
I was just forty-two, I was in my sexual prime, and before I know what was happening a familiar finger was exploring my pussy and surely pointing that out to me as I shivered and moaned while my hips flexed.
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