Spent the day thinking about masturbation and fielding phone calls from my family.

Tomorrow I have a full working day and no time to myself. I'm very lucky in that I am able to manage my life in a way that means I get plenty of time on my own, which I really like. I know I'm fortunate to have that and that its a luxury to only work on certain days and spend the others doing as I choose. But I don't waste my time and there is never enough of it. I write and I research stuff for various writing projects I have on the go, I also have a child to take care of and a house to run. And a father to deal with.

My father is rich and pays the school fees and to be perfectly honest, I'm just waiting for him to die so I can inherit. I don't even know if he'll leave me much but I'm prepared to put a little ground work in to ensure I'll get something. He thinks of me as a dutiful daughter...the problem is that I know too many of his secrets. There is no-longer any love involved on my side. I think of it as a business arrangement.

First thing this morning I skyped with the Rock Star ( RS - my boyfriend) and my rocket. It was early for me and late for him and I had my laptop by the side of the bed so we could play straight away, even before coffee.

I always feel horny as soon as I wake. I get a delicious achy feeling in my pussy and straight away I need to rub between my legs if I'm on my own. I sleep naked and my fingers play around off and on all night, its a natural calming thing to do, its more playful than anything but it means I'm sort of semi-aroused through-out the night and horny and ready to go first thing.

I switched on my laptop and RS was waiting for me, sitting in a big comfortable chair in front of his screen. He was naked and had a big hard-on. We chatted for a bit but then went straight to the action.

I find it really sexy to see his cock hard and ready to fuck me. It turns me on quickly and I start to rub my pussy  as he watches. I'm also watching him as he grips his cock and jerks it up and down. It makes my pussy wet.

I remember years ago, when I was still married, feeling so sexually hard-done by. I used to sneak into the bathroom to masturbate while my ex was in the sitting room watching TV. He didn't satisfy me enough and he didn't understand that I needed a lot of attention. I'd lock the door in the bathroom, pull down my jeans and panties and sit on the bath mat and masturbate. I'd think about a hard cock.

This cock would be in my mouth and I'd take it slowly down my throat a little until it began to drip with its own sweetness. Then I'd start to suck a little harder on this imaginary cock. And one hand would be down at my pussy rubbing in the slipperiness. I'd cum pretty quickly but it would have been so much more fun to be able to share this stuff with someone.

Its all different now though. This morning RS was trying to get me to slow down but I was straight in with my rocket. I just needed to cum and then get on with my day. Sometimes its like that. I just need a quick orgasm, a quick fuck. Nothing else, just satisfaction. I don't even need words.