Lost To Cybersex

My husband has been working the late shift for the last six weeks. He leaves for work before I get home from my job and arrives back home after I am sound asleep. We enjoy a healthy sex life so this time apart has been very frustrating for the both of us.

Last evening as he was on his lunch break we were communicating through a chat web-site. I asked him if he was alone in the office. He replied that he was. I decided to release some of my frustration and began to describe what I wanted him to do to me. As I was typing out my details I became very aroused and could feel that familiar tingle in my pussy.

As my husband began to describe his own feelings and desires I became even more aroused. I could feel the dampness begin to soak through my lacy panties. Since I hadn't yet changed out of my work clothes I was still wearing my skirt. I hiked up my skirt and removed my sodden panties. I decided to sniff them and took a good long, deep breath. I relished my own scent and this just made me more wet.

It became increasingly more difficult to type back and forth with my husband as I was becoming more and more aroused, but I began to describe to him what I was doing. I reclined in the computer chair and slowly slid my skirt up exposing myself. I propped up my right leg on the computer desk and my left leg over the arm of the chair. Slowly I ran the tips of my fingers over my inner thighs and over my swollen pussy. A warm jolt shot through me when I touched my clit.

I began to rub my clit in circles, slowly at first, but quickened the pace as I became more excited. I abandoned my feeble efforts at typing and gave myself completely over to pleasuring myself. Harder and faster I rubbed my clit. With my other hand I inserted two fingers into my pussy and pumped them in and out. Two fingers weren't enough so I put in a third, and then the fourth. Pumping and rubbing, harder and faster. I could feel myself peaking and shuddering I came with a loud groan. I slowly rubbed my clit to make the waves of pleasure last.

After coming down, I removed my skirt, which was soaked through and cleaned myself up. I sat naked from the waist down at the computer and resumed my conversation with my wonderful man. I told him what I did and he replied that he would like to watch me the next time I chose to play with myself. You can be assured that I will make that happen when he is done this silly shift.