Enough chores

6 a.m in the morning, my husband hasn’t woken up but the alarm had gone off already. I get up and wake him up by force, then go get cleaned up before having to go wake my children up. They’re as heavy sleepers as their dad, but they’re also easier to wake up. After this exercise, I go to the kitchen to make breakfast for everybody. We ran out of cereal so I have no option but to make something else; pancakes will do since they’re easy to make.

I served the breakfast just in time for my lazy family when they came to sit down to eat. I poured glasses of juice for everybody then sat down to eat a single pancake; I was on a diet. They finished and got up, then left the mess on the table. My husband was to drive the kids to school then go to work while I stayed at home cleaning, as usual.

They left me alone and I began to do my house chores. I began by cleaning the messy kitchen completely, then I had to wash my clothes besides my kids’ and my husband’s. It was a packed day and it was all to myself. After cleaning the kitchen, I went to wash the clothes. To my surprise, there weren’t many dirty clothes to be taken care of so I finished quickly. Afterwards, I just sat down in the living room to listen to some music, then I let my desires get the best of me.

It has been weeks since my husband and I last had sex, so I was feeling pretty stressed and lusty. I never get to have a load off my body because my husband is either working all the time or too tired to please me. That day I couldn’t hold it anymore and decided to please myself, so I slowly parted my legs over the couch and began to gently finger myself.

My pussy was starting to get warm and wet, while I went into myself deeper and with more fingers, almost starting to moan, when suddenly… someone rang the doorbell and surprised me. I quickly got on my feet and dressed up, then went to the door angrily. This must be how a teenage boy feels when they are interrupted while masturbating; I was enfuriated and it was almost too noticeable.

The person ringing the doorbell was the mail man, delivering some package for my husband. I tried my best to be polite and nice, not to show my irritation from having been interrupted while fingering myself. I quickly sign the paper and collect the parcel, then close the door and leave the mail man behind.

After putting the box on the table, I try to get back to my previous activity but I can’t, no matter how many times I try. I guess the delivery man just killed my vibe, and that made me much angrier. In that moment, I received a call from my friend Elizabeth. We haven’t talked in days so she wanted to know how I was doing. I tried my best, once again, to remain polite. I told Elizabeth I was tired of my house wife chores, and then she told me she could pick me up and take me to the club on the spot. She knew a club that was open 24/7, and wanted to take me there.

I was unsure at first but then I agreed, as she promised to bring me back home before my children and husband came back. I quickly got dressed up in party attire, applied a little make up and then Elizabeth was there waiting for me. I got out and locked the house door, then got into her car. She told me she has gone multiple times and it has done wonders to her mental stability, since she was a housewife as well.

We got to the club and it was as if it was perpetually nighttime in that locale. The club was mid-full, and the neon lights were hypnotizing. Loud music was playing and I could see a lot of people dancing and drinking, and it was not even 1 p.m. this was like another world!

Elizabeth ordered drinks for us then we began to drink and dance, quickly getting tipsy. There was a handsome man whose eyes would not stay away from me, and as the alcohol began to hit me, I decided to walk to him and talk. It was something electric and physical, but the moment we began talking it was as if we wanted to eat each other. He told me of a special ‘room’ we could go into and I, obeying my carnal desires, followed him. I could see my friend Elizabeth rooting from my from the bar.

I went into this secret room with my beau and he quickly undressed me and began to finger me. I gushed within moments and he seemed pleased. “A horny girl, huh?” He said before slamming his face into my wet pussy. Then he got up and very flexibly began to fuck me against the wall, I was surprised. Was I really doing this? In a club in the middle of the day fucking a stranger? Yes.

He fucked me better than my husband ever could, making me come multiple times before he left his sticky load over my horny face, which I proceed to lick off with my fingers afterwards. He helped me up then I looked at the clock, and it was time to leave.”I had a great time, Honey” I said before kissing him good bye.

Elizabeth was almost getting it on with some guy, when I interrupted her and told her we had to leave. She seemed upset but followed her promise and took me home. Just as I got there, and changed my clothes, my husband got home with the kids after their busy day. “Welcome home sweethearts, I washed your clothes. I didn’t have time to make lunch so I’m going to order a few pizzas” I said cheerfully, and my kids rejoiced. My husband was a little puzzled to see me soon cheery, but he liked it. I kissed him softly then went to the phone to order pizza.