Frustration — A 100 Word Challenge

Naptime — finally! I lay on my bed and sigh, allowing myself to enter a different reality. In this reality there are no sippy cups or endless piles of laundry. My hand drifts into the top drawer of my dresser; such a choice! Attaching the small pink gizmo to my panties, I pick up my phone to choose a pattern. The waves dance over the screen and the bliss begins. Moaning quietly to myself, I allow the sensations to build. The intensity increases and then drifts away again as I writhe on the bed. Mmm, such a tease. I can feel the orgasm approaching, starting in the soles of my feet and working its way up my legs.

The hammering on the bedroom door jolts me back to reality.

“Mommy! I’m awake!”

“Fuck,” I mutter, and quickly fling my soaked panties in the hamper. “Coming, sweetheart.”

I really wish I was!