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keeping up with the daily work,
too.  But he was a smart boy.  He bought me vibrators.  Not one,
but several.  So… he would stick the vibrator in and wait until I was
almost exhausted.  Then, he attacked. 
     
    Our relationship turned into marriage.  Now, we have
two lovely twin boys.  Every day, I send them to kindergarten and then
rush home.  I take a nap in the morning and then write short stories in
the afternoon—stories like this one. 
     
    But before I take a nap, I have to finger and vibrate
myself.  Sometimes, it’s only thirty minutes.  Sometimes, it takes
much longer.   Don’t forget, I’m only twenty four.  I need orgasms.  Good ones.  Many.
     
    Oh, I almost forgot to tell you, I like to admire myself,
too.  People call me “hot mom” for a good reason.  I am hot. 
     
    Most ladies gain weight after giving birth to
babies.  But my body has gained more curves.  Seriously.  I like
to look at myself in the mirror, make faces at myself, toss kisses to myself,
and strip.  This is a great foreplay for myself.  It makes my
fingering and vibrating a hundred times more exciting.
     

     
    Our house is near a college.  So, we rent one spare
room to students.  Usually, we rent it to a girl.  But this year, the
renter is a boy.
     
    When Dave learned I rented the room to a boy, he looks
worried—though he pretended he was happy.  I knew his little secret. 
He worried I might develop something special with the boy.
     
    “Dave, he is only a kid,” I smile.  “Plus, he is busy
with his classes.”
     
    “Kate, I’m not worried at all,” Dave faked a smile.
     
    “Look, Dave, you can put a security camera in our house if
you want,” I said jokingly.
     
    He shook his head and pushed me into the bed.  Soon,
I began to moan.
     
    Josh is only nineteen.  His major is double
E—electronic engineering.  The first evening he moved in, we invited him
for dinner.  Soon, Dave was in deep discussion on some engineering stuff
with this future engineer. 
     
    Josh calls us Mr. and Mrs. Sullivan even though we assured
him several times calling us “Dave” and “Kate” was absolutely okay. 
     
    Usually, he stays in his room until almost lunch
time.  Sometimes, he leaves early for morning classes.  Well, that
“early” means nine thirty or ten in the morning. 
     
    He rushes downstairs.  His hair is in total
mess.  I bet he doesn’t even take a shower.  “Bye, Mrs. Sullivan,” he
would say, waving at me. 
     
    “Bye,” I wave back, looking at him in the mirror. 
     
    Most time, I won’t know when Josh comes back.  I have
to go to bed around ten o’clock because I have to get up around six thirty in
the morning.  So, I only see him briefly in the morning.
     
    One morning, Josh came downstairs and did his regular wave
and bye.  I turned around and asked, “Josh, can’t you get up five minutes
earlier?”
     
    The boy was surprised.  He stood two or three steps
away from me, right at the bottom of the stairs.  “Why?” he mumbled.
     
    “Look,” I brushed his hair a few times with my hand. “This
is a total mess.”  I felt like I was a big sister.
     
    He flushed.  This was the first time I saw a man
flush.
     
    “Ummm,” he tried to find words. “I’m busy.”  He
stopped for a short while and then tried again, “I don’t have time.”
     
    “You meant you couldn’t get up early, right?” I smiled.
     
    “Right,” he flushed again.  He looked into the mirror
and pulled at his hair a few times, trying to make it straight.  Then, he
stopped.  I looked at him, not knowing why.  I looked into the mirror
and realized right away—he was looking at my boobs in the mirror.
     
    I pulled my deep-V blouse to cover up, but it didn’t help
at all.  I looked at Josh and smile, “Josh, how dare you…”
     
    Josh looked at me.  His face turned all red. 
“Mrs. Sullivan… I… I…”
     
    “Come on, Josh.  You are only a boy.”  I