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Making your way upstairs you collapse on the bed and for a moment you relax there thinking on what a day you’ve had. You pull your feet up to remove your shoes before loosening the cord on your waist, pulling each strap off your shoulder and letting the dress crumple on the floor. You grab your bag and pull out your phone to play some music and settle on motown. You strut to the bathroom quietly singing and swaying with the music and turn on the shower.

Standing in front of the mirror, your hips thrusting with purpose in time to “Boom boom” by John Lee Hooker now playing. You watch your body moving in the mirror. Your chest jiggling as you move, your hips pointing out as you reach one apex of a swing. You do a little twirl and turn your head to see your curvy cheeks flash passed and spot some redness. Turning your back to the mirror you twist your head round and can not discern whether they were tree or hand caused. You reach a hand behind and softly run it over the area. A tingle runs through you as muscle memory kicks in.

“oooo” you mutter to yourself.

You grab a wipe and start removing your make up, after which you climb into the shower and twitch slightly with the heat. As you stand completely under, letting the water run down through your hair, over your shoulders and down your back, you think back again to my hands on you and my lips kissing you all over.

Your nipples dripping small droplets of water, each one pooling slightly on the tip of your nipple before it falls and you feel them all. The water runs along your chest and stomach before passing between your legs and in small streams running around and onto your labia again forming drips, or running onto the inside of your leg. As a large stream rushes down one leg you remember my lips kissing their way up your leg and you close your eyes slightly. Your mouth slightly open as you imagine my hands on you once more.

My strong grip on your neck, you reach up a hand and wrap it around your throat but you don’t squeeze it. Just the sensation has you breathing heavier and you become more aware of the feeling of water in different parts of your body. Angling your pelvis forward slightly you navigate the water to run more strongly over your clit and stand slightly rocking your pelvis forward and back letting the change in water flow tickle you. Your eyes close and you imagine me stepping into the shower and once again softly kissing the inside of your leg. You start to feel hot and flush.

As your hand goes to your clit one small touch signals you’re still hyper sensitive and you avoid rubbing. Instead you allow yourself the tip of your finger gliding in and out of your pussy as the water begins to make squelching noise. You slip your index finger carefully inside deeper and start rubbing, as I had done a couple hours earlier, towards the front of your body behind your clit. With your other hand you softly move it from the top of your head, down one side of your face, down your neck and onto one breast which, careful not to touch the nipple too much, you squeeze gently.

The entire time you imagine I’m there with you, whispering in your ear “cum for me”, you say the words out loud to yourself and your body begins to respond.

“I said cum for me” you say a little louder.

You feel your body stiffen a little and the warm tingling working its way down through your body. With your index finger still inside you allow your middle finger to softly tap your arsehole.

“I SAID CUM FOR ME” you suddenly hear loudly and immediately your legs start to buckle as your orgasm drags a long rumbling groan out of you as you throw your spare hand to the wall for balance.

As you blink the water out your eyes and regain your footing you look around the room half expecting me to be stood their admiringly. You’re alone. You realise you said it yourself.

As you clean up and then dry you begin thinking to yourself “what’s wrong with me. Why am i so horny?” and you put me out your mind with a final “no man controls me”.

Before you go to bed you think of what to wear tomorrow and after a brief search, and a little frustrated with yourself you huff and grab some jeans and a t-shirt and lay them out ready for the morning before heading to bed. Before your head even touches the pillow you’ve changed your mind and decided on the short black skirt,  black pattern printed body suit, leather jacket and some heeled boots.

As you roll around attempting to get comfy you change your mind back to the jeans “No man controls me”.

******Authors note:
For those of you who’ve reached this far I hope you’ve enjoyed. I currently have 5 days worth of material, 3 days of which have been proof read a couple times and just need paragraphs splitting up. My goal is 14 days.

NSFW: yes

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