Exactly this time...five minutes after the stroke of midnight...in exactly three days time....dinner will have been long gone...and last on the left well and truly entered.

No wonder I can't sleep! I am trying to stop my heart literally jumping out of my pjs top as it's pumping that hard it will burst out at any moment...and that really isn't cricket.

Today, I bought MY TICKET.....just had to check though which station and at what time....
Sneaky, sexy texts this afternoon....I was so excited I used completely the wrong word and then just could not stop laughing.
I had to smile politely whilst almost wetting my knickers when the dear lady behind the 'Advanced Reservations' desk wished me a lovely time, clearly having no idea just how 'advanced' this 'resevation' had been...looking intelligent and meaningful as I nodded, my mind straying into carnal images of 'advancement...'

Hurrying back to her car, stashing the precious tickets away and holding the calm exterior, she enjoys the feel of her freshly moisturised and smooth thighs clenching together as she tries to drive in a perfectly normal manner...shivering yet again as yet another lustful.....no, let's be completely honest....utterly sexily, beautifully executed image of rampant, hard yet controlled fucking sweeps across her thoughts... images driven deeply.
Still driving.
Still being a good girl...thirty mph.
Nipples upright...amazing for her actually; they nearly always need assistance...sexy shivering must have done it...can feel the lace of her bra against them.
Foot down, almost there and stamp on the brake.
Pushing open the door, keys clattering in the empty house, she finds herself...can't remember quite how, lying on the bed...boots on, knees raised...just at first...legs apart and skirt falling upwards....
She falls into the images;
She falls into the feelings;
She melts into the warmth;
She melts some more and lies amongst the warm wetness as she breathes hard and lets her fingers slip out of her.
Stretching and falling again into realms of relaxed calm...wanting sleep....
Wanting him.
Lazily, her tongue caresses her fingers; she knows the taste he wants; the taste he will have.