A housewife, Xwife Karen, retreats to her bedroom with a look of yearning…
She quickly ferrets through her drawers to pull out her faithful toy, as she thinks to herself about how ever since her husband started working from home she hasn’t had the space to breathe. Because of this, Karen is deeply unsatisfied, both emotionally and sexually, by her marriage – and that even her one form of escapism, her trusty dildo, hasn’t gotten much use with her husband hovering around the house non-stop.
But today is the first opportunity she’s had in WEEKS to fly solo and pleasure herself on her OWN terms, and she can’t wait another moment. She looks at the dildo pensively and wonders aloud to herself ‘who’ the dildo should be today…? The courier who she’s caught more than once staring at her cleavage as she’s signing for delivery? The handsome older neighbor who she has on occasion spotted coming out of the shower near an open window, with only a skimpy towel to cover himself? Or maybe… the muscular college stud who mowed their lawn this past summer… yes, he was so strong-looking, but so attentive and gentle, and he lives just down the block. Karen can picture him now, knocking on her door, confessing to her that he hasn’t been able to get her out of his head since he first saw her. And she would say the same.
As Karen describes her fantasy further, she imagines how the college stud would be much more energetic than her husband in bed… More dominant but also more eager to please HER… She conjures an entire older-on-younger fantasy for herself to thoroughly enjoy, as she finally masturbates with her trusty dildo.
