All Horny and No Where to Go

Here’s what sucks about polyamory…with two households that contain small kids, Silver and I are frequently in the bind of having no where to fuck.  When the weather is warmer, we’re out in the van.  We’ve gone to hotels…we’ve used other people’s houses…we’ve groped in public restrooms.  All that is fine and good, but I think her and would both agree that, after a while, it gets tiring to have to constantly look for a place to have sex.  I guess this is what teenagers have to deal with all the time 🙂

Last night we went out on the town.  She was all dressed up in black pants and a frilly top.  Under the frilly top was a new bra!  I get excited over new bras.  My first plan was to go to the lingerie store, and take over the corset changing room for about 20 minutes.  But alas, the store was closed!  Thwarted!

We drive over to the hookah bar (every town needs one of those) and start looking for a quiet corner over there.  All of the private areas were taken.  We threw our coats down on a large snuggle couch, and upon returning from the bar, discovered two horny 20-somethings had taken our couch.  Thwarted!  So we ended up on a couch in the middle of the room…across from two lesbians who were out with their chihuahua.  (Silver, if we ever go lesbian, let’s not buy a chihuahua and take it to bars with us…that just seemed tacky!  K?)

After groping on the couch for a while, we moved to the restroom.  Here I got a peek at the new bra!  We kissed a while and made a plan to make out in the car before another woman walked in on us.

We moved the car over to a remote parking lot behind the coffee shop where Silver works.  I’m always a bit nervous about getting spotted in the car, but Silver assured me that she knew the cops on this beat rather well.  “I’ll just offer to give them free coffee if they catch us, ” she said.

The van is SO much better for making out.  My car is a little Saturn stick shift.  We start kissing.  The emergency break got in the way.  I’m groping her breasts, and all the layers of winter clothing get in the way.  We couldn’t even find my crotch under the coat and thick corduroy pants that I was wearing!  So then the plan became that we’d just kiss for a while, as warm-up, and then each run home and fuck our husbands silly.

Again, the Universe was thwarting us last night…her husband ended up being doped up on cough syrup and mine was deep in the bowels of a grad school paper due Monday.  Silver, I hope you at least broke out the chick rocket or my purple penis.  I, for one, am taking an early lunch and heading to the steam room!  Look at James!

Busted

I was over in the pool again today, as usual.  I had no meeting to prep for and I was already planning on fucking the husband tonight, so I was in the steam room just for the steam.  After a while, I noticed the same tall, male figure sit down in the chair facing the door.  Curiosity got the better of me, so I bolted up and opened the door before he could escape this time.

“Hey,  Mrs. E!”  he said.

Shit.  Only my students call me Mrs. E.

“James!  What a pleasant surprise!  Are you doing your clinical internship over here with the physical therapists?”

“Yes,  Mrs. E!” he grinned.

“OooooKkkkkk.  Is today your first day?”

“No,  Mrs. E!” he continued to grin.

“Ah, because I could have sworn I saw you sitting in that chair just the other day…but you were probably busy with observing patients and writing soap notes, correct?”

“Yes,  Mrs. E!” The grinning was starting to annoy me.  Fortunately for him, a weapon was not close at hand.

“Alright then…carry on…I’m just going to go change.  See you in English class.”

“Yes,  Mrs. E!  Your work out is paying off, if you don’t mind me saying so.”

“Yes, James.  I know.”

Prepping for the Committee

I think I’ve mentioned before that I hate going to faculty meetings, so I’ve developed the habit of sneaking somewhere to masturbate right before a meeting…makes it bearable.  Last week I was sick AND I got asked to sit in on a curriculum committee meeting.  “This calls for some serious prep work, ” I said to myself.

I took my lunch break exactly an hour before the meeting was supposed to start, and I ducked over to the steam room at the aqua therapy center where I work out.  I did my swim routine first, showered in some cool water, and then went into the steam room.  As soon as I closed the glass door, steam clouded my view out into the public pool area.  I felt certain that I would have this space to myself for a few minutes.

I sat cross-legged in the corner opposite the door.  My right hand slid aside the crotch of my speedo, and began playing with my clit.  It felt delicious to be warm all over and inhaling the steam.  I kept my eyes on the door, watching the fuzzy images of swimmers occasionally pass in front of the glass door.

“They have no idea what I’m doing, ” I laughed to myself.  I was sure the steam obscured my image as much as it did theirs.  I probably looked like a fuzzy lump sitting in the corner.  A minute or two passed this way, with my fingers continually rubbing and kneading my sex.  I was having a hard time cumming, though, probably due to being sick.

About this time, a tall masculine figure sat down in the one pool chair that looked directly into the glass door of the steam room.  I paused my stroking.  From that chair I couldn’t be certain exactly how much he could see.  He looked pretty fuzzy to me, but how did I look to him?  I sat frozen for a few seconds, then slowly but surely the exhibitionist in me started masturbating again.  “Surely he can’t discern what I’m doing,” I reasoned.  “Or can he?”

The figure in the chair sat still, but seemed to be gazing into the steam room.  I stroked myself quicker, realizing I wanted to cum with someone else watching me.  I shuddered and arched my hips, feeling hot moisture gush between my legs.  I pulled my fingers out of my speedo and put them in my mouth, tasting my own pussy.  The tall figure in the chair got up and left his vantage point.  Hmmm…

When I came out of the steam room a few minutes later, there were only women in the pool.  I chuckled to myself and proceeded to the locker room.  My meeting was starting soon, but I now felt prepared to face it.