I have three kids. And my youngest just started Pre-K yesterday. It was a rough start for both of us. But M made it better, took me to breakfast, then golfing. By the time we were done, it was time to get my boy from school.

Today, after dropping him off at school, I found myself alone at home. A previously rare occurrence, I wasn’t quite sure what to do. I did the dishes. Some laundry. Finished up a job.

And then it hit me. I was alone. By myself.

And that meant there was no one around to interrupt me from anything I sat out to do.

I grabbed my phone and headed to the bedroom, pulling up my favorite porn site on my way.

I grabbed the Hitachi and gathered pillows behind my head. In typical fashion, I pulled my pants down to my knees, and started to move the wand against my panties.

And about 30 seconds in to my normal two and half minute masturbation session, I again had the realization that I was alone, that there were no children who were going to knock on the locked door, no husband home to wonder where I went.

I shut off the wand. I took of my pants. And my shirt.

I slowed my breathing.

This time, when my fingers flipped the switch on the wand, it no longer moved quick and hard, with an end goal in mind. No. This time it moved for nothing but pleasure.

There was no rush. There was no hurry. I didn’t have to cum in three minutes. I had hours.

Which I didn’t need.

In less than ten minutes, I couldn’t handle it any more. My panties were wet. My clit was swollen. My nipples were pink and hard from being played with, tugged and pulled.

The wand pressed against my clit, and my body began to rock. Hard. Ecstasy peaked. Then peaked again. And again.

Rolling on to my side, my thighs closed, holding the wand in place, and this time, as I came, I soaked my panties before falling back on the bed.

My body exhausted, I couldn’t help but smile.

I think I may learn to like this time alone.