I am a married woman in my mid-40s. I have been married 21 years, and have never had any sex outside marriage. My husband probably wishes I were more adventurous in our bedroom. I enjoy sex, but since the kids came along I have become more conservative.
Recently I went on a business trip with my team from work. It was business, so there was no in appropriate behavior from anyone, and it was a pleasant trip.
However, the first night we were there, I shared a bed with one of the women. Late that night, I awoke feeling the bed moving. I was turned away from her, but I began to realize she was masturbating. She was trying to be quiet, but the bed was gently moving rhythmically, and I could hear her breathing harder. I did not move, as I was embarrassed. I felt her hand going faster and faster, and her body tensed up as she apparently orgasmed. Afterward, she rolled over and went to sleep.
I found that despite the embarrassment, I was somewhat aroused by the whole thing.
The next night, I wondered if it was just a one-time thing. However, at around 1 a.m., I felt the bed moving again. I could hear the squishing wetness of her privates, as she once again was rubbing herself. I was aroused by her quiet moans, and the thought of her rubbing herself.
I was on my stomach with my head turned away from her, and I slipped my hand down to my vagina, and began rubbing myself as discreetly as possible. I think after a minute she realized what I was doing, and she stopped for a moment. I was afraid she would touch me or something, but she never did. She resumed her workings without trying to hide it, and I did as well.
We never touched each other; we're not lesbians. But I heard her approaching climax, and began humping my hand harder. She came in a moment, her body tightened and her grunts stifled. My orgasm came quickly after that, and I had a good strong climax.
After a couple of minutes, we both brought ourselves off again. She had four orgasms and I had three in the course of six or seven minutes.
We never spoke of this during the trip, perhaps because we did not want to spoil the thrill of what we had done with words. I do, however, think of the incident and have masturbated again to that memory.