Thread: The only man I need (Kosmik_Khaos and Seductive Enthrallments)

Alura wiped sweat from her brow with a rag and tucked it back into her back pocket. Looking at he rail in the window covered in tickets she snatched the first one and looked down at the plates in front of her. WHERE IS THAT GRILLED CHICKEN! IT'S BEEN TEN MINUTES! I NEED IT IN THE WINDOW NOW! She yelled back to her cooks. From the left the chicken appeared on a spatula and was plated. Getting the rest of the order together she slide it to the expediter and grabbed the next. It was the lunch rush and they were getting hammered today. Turning she looked at her kitchen crew and clapped loudly. Come on guys this isn't shit. Lets hammer this out so I can get out of here. I'm ready for my vacation! Some of the guys replied with cheers to her vacation, some groaned at being driven to work harder. Hey don't complain, at least you have a hot kitchen manager to stare at. She said with a wry smirk at some of the surprised looks that she was given. What you didn't think I knew all of you were checking out my ass all day long? A musical laugh escaped her lips and she shook her head with a bright smile. Come on boys I know better. Now lets finish this rush and get the hell out of here. Two hours later Alura was clocking out and finally heading home. Going to her car she checked her phone. It was only two in the afternoon, she had the rest of the day to herself which was something she wasn't all that accustomed to. After pulling twenty-eight strait days, with eleven doubles in a row, this last morning shift was a breeze and now she had two weeks off. Pulling away from the restaurant she waved goodbye and drove straight home. Pulling in she sighed happily at the sight of home. Going in she didn't bother to call out, she knew her son wouldn't be home yet. Deciding to take this time alone for herself she went to her room and into the master bathroom. Stripping down in the middle of the floor she admired herself in the full body mirror. For a woman of forty she had to admit to herself she looked damn good. Running her thin fingers lightly over her flat tummy she cupped her full breasts and gave them a loving squeeze earning a soft moan from herself. It had been weeks since she touched herself and over fifteen years since she had been with a man. Looking into the mirror at herself lustfully she pursed her lips together and blew herself a kiss. I'll take care of you sexy, after I have a shower. She said to her reflection. Turning from the mirror to her shower stall she turned on the water and set the massage head to full blast. Stepping under the torrential stream of water she let out a low sigh. The water beat away at her sore muscles, the heat soothing her aches. I'm going to have to ask my baby to work out some of this tension. She said rubbing her sore neck. Grabbing the shampoo she washed her hair, the scent of jasmine quickly filled the room. Grabbing her bath sponge and body wash she took her time lathering her body, paying extra attention to her most sensitive areas, the entire time she was caressing herself soft moans rolled freely from her full lips. After rinsing off she stood under the water for a few more minutes mindless letting her hands explore her body. Splaying her fingers out across her sides she slowly drew them up her ribs and over her breasts pressing them together and pinching her nipples with a quivering moan. Kneeding her tits she started to shift foot to foot, her sex growing hotter and wetter with each passing moment. Abandoning her left breast she trailed her hand down her stomach straight to her moist pussy. Rubbing her clit and lips slowly, back and forth, back and forth, her breath started to come in soft gasps. Finding her clit she pressed the sensitive bundle of nerves and rolled it in tight fast circles sending shocks of pleasure crashing through her body. Her cries grew louder and sweeter the closer she came to orgasm. Still massaging her right breast she pinched her nipple roughly and tugged on it as she sped up her rubbing. Legs quivering Alura rubbed faster and harder racing to reach her release. A few seconds later her legs gave out and she sunk to the shower floor with a glorious cry of ecstasy. Her whole body trembled as her orgasm crashed over her in waves. Staying on the floor for a few moments to gather herself she shakily stood and got of the shower feeling much, much better. Going to her room she got dressed in a pair of purple boyshorts with matching knee high stocking and camisole that hugged her curves in the best of ways, showing of her still pert nipples against the thin fabric. Leaving her room for the living room she sat on the couch and brought her legs up tucking them underneath herself getting comfy before turning on the T.V. and absently flipping through the channels. Idly her thoughts drifted to her son. She wondered when he was going to be home. She didn't particularly care to be in the house alone, and she knew she could ask him to rub her neck and shoulders for her. 'I'm a bit envious of the girl that gets to have the attention of his hands' Snapping her head up at the errant thought she just had she shook her head. What was she thinking. He was her son for Christ's sake, but it was true. He had strong hands and she knew it, and she knew those hands could very easily make a girl, or woman feel amazing.