Lonely

Their marriage has been dead for weeks, months—oh, who the hell is she kidding? It’s been dead for years.

They’re still friends, but they stopped being lovers a long time ago. She has tried the sexy teddies, the dirty talk, but nothing seems to animate him. His response is…well, it’s less than impassioned.

I’m okay with it, is her standard response when her girlfriends ask. She has said it so many times that she is almost convinced.

Almost.

When she’s honest, she admits she wants a hand to caress her body, a breathy voice to tell her she’s wanted. Needed. She can’t remember the last time she felt needed.

To satisfy the urges, to relieve some of the tension that builds between her thighs, she scans through Tumblr, selecting gifs that reflect her fantasies. She perverts each stream into an image of him with her, can all but feel him push apart her thighs.

Not the one she has, you understand, but the one she wants. The one who wants her.

He would moan, she imagines, as his open mouth presses against her pussy, his full lips sucking on her clit.

“Is this what you want, sweetheart?”

“Yes.” One syllable is all she can manage as her fingers clench his hair.

She can hardly keep a thought in her head as his fingers push into her cunt, stroke in and out, dragging her to the edge.

She whimpers when he pulls his hand away and she feels his lips smile against her.

“Tell me,” he says, as his wet fingers stroke her ass, tease the pink rosebud. “Is this what you need?”

“Please,” she moans. “Please!” He presses into her and she opens her thighs wider, pushes her hips up. His mouth is hungry against her, dragging her up higher, building the pressure. His finger slides in and out of her ass in slow, tortuous strokes.

“Mmm, sweetheart? Is this what you need?”

“Fuck, yes.” The orgasm is powerful and her cunt throbs with it as she pulses around the finger that continues to slide in and out of her ass.

“Good,” he says. “We’re just getting started.”

She closes her eyes, alone in the quiet darkness of her bedroom, waits until the pulsing stops before she turns on her vibrator once more, lets herself sink back into the fantasy and makes herself cum once more.