She began to think of the last time she had sex, about five weeks ago. She thought of her husband inside of her, him squeezing her body and she bobbing up and down each time he thrusted. It wasn’t doing it. Maybe she had experienced it too much for an imagination of it to yield a response. She felt guilty as she thought of something else to imagine. Sarah had always had a thing for large men. Men who could move her around easily, who made her feel small. She envisioned a tall, strong man in the shower behind her. His hands huge on her breasts as he cupped them from behind. She spread her legs and imagined the man had done it for her. His feet pushing her’s outward, exposing her to him. Sarah’s eyes were closed now, feet spread against the side of the tub, bending over just slightly. She played with the stream of water to stimulate herself further. She thought of his penis, one to match his proportions, rubbing up against her ass. She imagined it thick and with just a little more length than Shawn’s. She felt guilty again. She knew size wasn’t a big deal but it went alongside her kink for large men. She continued. Using her left hand to push her middle and ring finger into herself, she replaced it in her mind with the man’s dick. He was inside her now, holding her by her breasts and slowly pumping himself in and out of her. Her fingers were wet with more than just water now, the ring Shawn had given her slimy.
She was almost there. Moving faster now, the man in her head was taking control, thrusting deep inside of her. He wasn’t going to let go until he filled her with his cum. She was in an awkward position now in the shower, one hand inside of her and one holding the shower head. Legs spread and a little hunched over. Her mouth was open and her eyes were closed. Focusing hard on her fantasy, she was at the point where nothing would stop her from climaxing. She thought of the man all over, his muscles, his height, his dick, his strength, his hairy body. In that moment her mind betrayed her. Flashing back to the kitchen, she thought of the hair on her son’s muscular abdomen. Before she could set herself straight and rid her mind of the thought, she came. She orgasmed harder than she had in years. Her legs caved inward, trapping her hand between them. The hand holding the shower head extended out to the wall in front of her to keep herself from collapsing. She was lightheaded, her legs shaky and weak. She felt a dissonance between her intense pleasure and knowing what had just made her climax. She stayed still for a long minute, stood up straight again, and put the shower back on its handle. Sarah’s mind was silent now, ignoring for the moment what had just occurred. She took her ring off, cleaned it and her hand, put it back on, and finished her routine.
Jake had been in his room playing video games, oblivious to the fact that his mom had just came in the shower to the thought of his body. His stomach still ached and he was worried about what his mom had suggested. He looked up symptoms of hernia on his phone. This worried him further, as looking up symptoms online tends to do, because his stomach hurts consistently with the movement described online for hernia pain. He erased the tab and set the thought aside. He would deal with it tomorrow if it still hurt as it didn’t seem to be a life or death situation.