POV The Queen
The next morning I woke up after my failed attempt to sleep with Dylan. Although he was a handsome man I was disappointed that the leader Andy or Ciaren hadn’t volunteered to sleep with me. They were both single and I had flirted my ass off with both of them but clearly they just weren’t interested in me. Dylan was gorgeous but he seemed a bit immature. He had made me come a few times but I got the impression that he was really into me and that was the last thing I wanted. That morning I lay in bed and I was totally sexually frustrated and my mind couldn’t help but wonder to my ex boyfriend Thomas because he was fantastic in bed. I had met him at a grief concealing meeting after my kids had died. He was a huge big muscle man but he was incredibly gentle. I was still with my husband but we had been sleeping in separate beds and he hadn’t been there for me. But in his defence I wasn’t exactly there for him either. Thomas was at the meeting because he had lost his mother in a terrible accident that had left him really shook up. We began an affair and with his help I was able to come to terms with all the awful things that had happened in my life. Unfortunately Thomas had a court case looming over him, he had attacked the man that had hit his mum with his car and Thomas was sentenced to 3 years in prison. I was devastated because I had fallen for him and he had been the only person in my life to understand me. I went to court that day and as they took him away in handcuffs he looked around the room and when he spotted me he gave me a wink. I had tears in my eyes and I knew that the wink meant calm down I’ll be alright. I knew what the wink meant because I knew him so well. I had promised him that I would wait for him, but he didn’t want me to visit him in prison. After a few weeks I was desperate to see him. I went to visit him and he told me that he was fine and that he knew a lot of people inside and that he had friends. He was such a huge guy I didn’t worry about him but I knew he was a gentle giant. After that I would visit once a month. But then the bomb went off and the whole world was flipped upside down I didn’t see him again, but I often thought about him. He had been the light in my life when my life had been full of darkness and I missed him every day.
I lay in bed day dreaming about Thomas when I decided to get my s*x toy out. It had run out of batteries a long time ago so I just used it with out the vibration. I rubbed my c**t as I eased the rubber d**k in and out of me but it wasn’t the same as a real man. I kept going and I was reliving old s*x memories of being with Thomas when my husband suddenly entered my fantasies. This was the bedroom I had shared with him and I had a lot of naughty memories of him in that bed. Anthony and I lost our way at the end but our love making was always amazing. I decided to mix it up and I started to imagine that Andy and Ciaren were both sharing me. It was hot to fantasise about them both even if they clearly didn’t fancy me. I was imagining them both f*****g me at the same time. Ciaren was in my p***y and he was kissing my neck and Andy was in my ass and he was slapping it hard as he f****d me. I was almost close to coming when I heard a knock on my bedroom door. I stopped what I was doing and put on my silk robe and tided up my hair. When I opened the door it was Andy. I seen him discretely sniff the air and I wondered what he was up to. “I wanted to speak to you, can I come in?” He asked and I shook my head because my s*x toy was still out on my night stand. “I’m sorry I’m just getting ready, I’m not decent. Can I catch up with you later?” I asked as I tried to cover myself up. He looked down at me and I thought that he was going to kiss me but he corrected himself and I was totally deflated. What did I have to do to get this guys attention? “I’m sorry to bother you. But I heard what happened last night..” I cut him off “nothing happened last night, Dylan came in here sniffed my room and started howling” I knew it was a lie but I was surprised that he looked relieved to hear nothing had happened between me and Dylan. “Well I wanted to let you know that I’d be happy to sleep with you” I could feel my cheeks flush red. “Really?” I asked and he laughed “I don’t think you realise how sexy you are. And I would never have said it before because I’m terrified of you, but I think I could show you a good time” This wasn’t exactly the sexy proposal I had hoped for but I took up his offer anyway. “Well I’m busy this morning but maybe we could meet up tonight or tomorrow?” I wanted him to grab me and tell me he couldn’t wait and that he needed me but instead he just said “ok, so I’ll catch up with you later” he walked away and I gave him a little wave. I closed the door and I couldn’t believe how unenthusiastic he was. What did a girl have to do to get f****d around here?