It had been a long week, it was Friday night, the middle of December, and it was really cold outside. My kids were gone for the night so I was all by myself trying to relax and gather my thoughts. I had lit a fire in the fireplace, lit a few candles on the mantle, laid down a couple of big cozy blankets and opened a bottle of wine. Pouring myself a glass and walking into the living room, I push the video into the vcr, as I fluff some of the pillows the sounds of a couple fucking comes from the tv. I pick up my glass of wine and drink it down, pouring myself a second glass I am getting turned on by listening to the tv, I start to play with my breasts through my shirt. I’m not wearing a bra so my nipples standing erect show clearly as I slide my hand down my stomach and inside my panties to find my clit and rub it furiously. Laying down leaning against the pillows I spread my thighs allowing my thong to slip to one side of my clit as I continue to rub my pussy. My wet lips allow my 7 inch soft vibe to slide right into me, filling my tightness. As I begin to pump it in and out of my pussy I turn it on and again rub my clit. Nearing my climax I begin pounding my vibe into my wet hole, covering it with my juices and my other hand rubbing against my clit. I moan loudly as my body shakes and trembles as I cum twice all over my still humming vibrator. Laying my vibe down next to me I reach for my glass of wine. There is a knock at the door, sighing I get up to answer it, putting my robe on to cover my thong and tank top-sleepwear for the night, hoping it isn’t my new nosy neighbor. I look out the window and see a motorcycle in the driveway.I open the door, holding my robe tightly closed. The man standing on my doorstep is wearing a black helmet with the visor down, a black leather jacket, nice tight blue jeans- I can’t help but admire the way he looks either, and black biker boots.