Ashley is a young neighbor of ours. She is 32 years old and mother of two strapping boys ages 13 and 11. She is divorced and works for the school system.
She told me about an experience she had a few nights ago and I asked her if she would be willing to share it on this blog. She has agreed to do so.
I think anyone who has children will be able to relate.
Hello, my name is Ashley. I am 32, divorced and mother of two. I am employed in the school system, which one I prefer to keep confidential for obvious reasons.
My husband and I divorced a little over a year ago after he admitted to having an affair then fell in love with the 22 year old " Bitch Whore!"
I swear when and if I meet her, she just might get her ass beat!
Anyway, since my divorce I haven't been with a man sexually. I've gone out with several nice guys, several of whom I would have loved to roll in the hay with.
However, being a now single mom I just do not feel it would be appropriate nor is it the right time for me to get into a sexual relationship. At least for now.
I love sex and miss having a man in my bed. Some nights my desire for sex ( get really horny! ) that I often relieve that tension by way of masturbation.
I masturbated often during my teen years right up till I married, then I stopped due to some loyalty to my husband. It's almost funny looking back on it.
On this particular evening, my mother called to ask if the boys wanted to go to see the new Spiderman movie.
Naturally they said yes and looked forward to it. She arrived around 7.
She asked me if I would like to come along. I declined as I wanted to get some house cleaning done.
After kissing the boys goodbye, they left. My mother mentioned that if it got to be too late she would just let them spend the night at her house.
I cleaned what I intended then went and started my bath. It was fantastic, a quiet house and a soothing hot bubble bath. After my bath I dried myself, wrapped a towel around me, then walked to the kitchen and fixed myself a nice drink.
I then went back to my bedroom, sat on my bed and thumbed through
a new magazine I had purchased earlier. After a few moments I opened my bedside table and took out a joint a friend of mine had given me a few days before. I haven't smoked one in a long time. My husband and I would occassionally smoke weed, often times being after sex ( risked my career for that bastard) .
I finished my drink, set the joint on top of my bedside and went to fix me another. I wasn't really intending on getting drunk, but after that second drink I had gotten a really good buzz.
I thought to myself or maybe it was the booze thinking for me, " Why not! The kids are gone and probably wont be home. So what if I should get drunk or high! I'm a grown woman."
I took the joint from the table and lit it. I took a big drag and coughed a bit but held most in then slowly exhaled. After abou 4 good drags I was done. I couldn't help but laugh, God I was FUCKED UP!
I got out of bed and went and fixed me another drink. This one a bit stronger than the other two.
I got back to my bedroom and lay across my bed enjoying the buzz.
As I lay I began to feel really horny. I don' t know why but weed and booze sometimes do that to me. Plus the fact I hadn't had an orgasm in nearly a week ( unusual for me ).
I got out of bed and walked to the closet, removing the towel as I went tossing it off to the side. I reached for the big boot box and opened it.
Inside the box is several hardcore swedish porn magazines that my husband neglected to take with him.
He asked for them a couple times but I lied and told him I destroyed them. It pissed him off as you can imagine. " Hey guys are not the only ones who look at porn to get off on!"
Anyway, I took one and put the box on the floor in the closet.
I went back to bed and sat on the bed with my back to the head board, spread my legs and began to touch myself as I thumbed through the mag.
Soon I was lost in the pleasure my fingers were giving me as I diddled my clit. I prefer to use my fingers when I masturbate.
I was really frigging myself good when I happened to catch someone standing at my bedroom door. It was my mother and my youngest son.
She was pulling him away from the door as I heard her say, " Oh dear God Ashley! "
I freaked then yanked the covers over me. " Shit! " I exclaimed trying to clear my booze and pot fogged brain. I tossed the mag under my bed then slipped on a gown.
I walked to the living room to where my mom and my son were waiting.
She instantly gave me a scoulding look and told me that he wanted to come home but my oldest was gonna stay at her house.
" Ok. Baby why don't you go get ready for bed. I'll be in there in a bit. I wanna talk to Gramms." I said.
She set her purse down on the couch and said " Obviously you have been drinking. What has gotten into you Ashley!"
I ran my fingers through my hair and chuckled then said, " Yes mom, I've had a couple drinks big deal. I am grown now you know!"
She rolled her eyes and grabbed her purse. " That little show while ago, Ashley I raised you better than that. Your son saw that! Your not some tramp Ashley!" she said.
I laughed and said, " Shit mom! Get a fucking grip ok!"
Her jaw dropped and she said, "Don't use that language with me! How dare you!"
I shook my head and sat on the couch then said, " I'm sorry mom, but your talking to me like I am a damn teenager! Yes, I've had a few drinks and I'm sorry you walked in and saw what you saw. But I am a grown woman living in my own house. If I wanna relax and have a couple drinks then I'm going to. If I happen to get myself drunk that is my buisness, I do not work tomorrow. As far as what you saw, I'm a woman with needs. I have been married and have kids, so I have had sex."
She stood their and looked at me with disbelief then said, " I am not stupid Ashley! I know things have been hard for you, but you need to be more responsible as a mother and control your urges when your kids are home. "
" Please don't tell me how to raise my kids. It was late and you told me that if it got late they were gonna stay at your house. The only mistake I made was not locking the door so you would have had to knock. I was masturbating mom ok! Would you rather have walked in on me screwing some man? I will talk to my son, believe me the boys know more about sex than you think! " I replied.
" Don't get smart with me! I could careless who you screw as you put it. You need to find you a nice man and marry instead of doing such things! " she exclaimed
I laughed and said, " I just divorced a so called nice man mom! You see how that worked out, he's living with some bimbo he was fucking while still married to me! To top it off, he was coming home acting as if he still loved me and I let him fuck me! That is not being responsible. " I replied wiping away a tear
She sat next to me and put her arm around me and said, " I know baby and I'm sorry. I love you! I over react sometimes, but I just want the best for you. "
" I love you to mom. But it is my life. I hope to meet someone one day and fall in love again. But I am not ready for that right now. I hope you will come to understand that." I replied. We hugged and then she left.
I locked the door behind her, turned and saw my son standing in the doorway to the living room.
" Hey punkin! Did you like the movie? " I said walking back to the couch and sat down.
" It was awsome! Is Gramms mad at you mom? " he asked.
" Oh no sweetheart, we were just talking. Come here sit with me." I replied patting the seat next to me.
He came and sat next to me and I hugged him and ran my hand through his hair.
" Baby, you know I love you don't you?" I said.
" Yes ma'am." he replied fidgetting a bit.
" I want to explain what happened tonight. " I said taking a deep breath.
" I'm sorry about what you saw earlier when you came to my room."
He looked at me with a puzzled look on his face then smiled and said," It's o.k. mom! You were just doing sex. I saw ----- ( his brother ) doing sex a couple times. He thinks I was asleep! ( Laugh). Does pee come out of you when you do it?"
I must admit I was a bit stunned by what he said, but at the same time a little funny.
I didn't realise that my oldest had started masturbating. Guess I should have figured, since his showers were taking longer to finish. Think it is time he got his own room!
I smiled and gave my youngest a hug and said, " That is right baby, momma was having sex! I was doing what is called masturbation. It is when a man or a woman has sex with themselves instead of with one another, to make themselves feel good."
" Is it like what ( his brother) was doing? But he peed in the bed! It is ok to pee in the bed?" He asked with an innocent look that was so sweet.
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