The coming weeks after was nothing special, it was the same day in and out, her absent husband still not doing his part working, still getting drunk and still not paying her any attention. She didn't give a shit. By this point he was just her excuse to keep the farm. All she really was looking forward to now was the coming birthdaypary in a couple of weeks, one of her friends was turning 40 and she was planning for all the girls to go on a trip out on the town. Maby then she would even find a younger hot stud to cheat on her husband with, that would show him.
Still though that was a long time to wait for, 2 full moons to be exact, and she was getting hornyer every night recently. She had finished her previous erotic novel and started another. This one had a handsome librarien on the cover infront of a window.
The weekend came and she had been working hard all week, her husband had been out of town on some "work trip", probably out of town gambling or something if she knew him right and she had the wholr house to herself. After some wine and a good dinner she had gone to bed, in her nightgown with her novel.
It was starting to get late, she had almost finished her novel by this point and she was hotter than she had been in a long time, her body needed toutch, her pussy was wet from thinking about the strong librariab and his long cock... how she would love to be fucked right now, her breathing was heavy, she was rubbing her nipples slightly, her hand slowly moved downward towards her pussy... "eeh huugh" forced itself out of her. Why did she make that sound? She didn't know nor cared, it just... felt good.