All night, Mara felt a slow, simmering pressure of frustration that she couldn't quite pinpoint. It wasn't just being alone anymore.
It was something that had been awakened by Rex's presence, his attention, and the way he had looked at her like she was real again after years of being invisible.
She was fully clothed in her nightgown and lying in bed, breathing in short, quick bursts. It was too hot in the room.
Her skin was too sensitive. It almost felt like every nerve ending was on fire.
She whispered to the empty room, "Goddammit," her voice breaking.
Her hands moved on their own, first gripping the fabric of her nightgown and then sliding up. She pulled it off in one smooth motion and threw it on the floor, where it made a puddle. She gasped when the cool air touched her skin.
"Why do I have to feel this way every night?" I'm such a perverted woman of my age..."
Mara's fingers found the clasp of her bra and fumbled with it until it finally came off. The bra came off, and her pale, heavy breasts fell out.
She held them in her hands, and when her thumb touched her nipples, they immediately hardened. She felt a shiver go through her body.
"What the hell...is wrong with me?"
But the thought only made her hands move faster, kneading the soft flesh and pinching the sensitive peaks. Her breathing got uneven.
There was an ache between her legs that got worse and worse. "Ahhnn... I can't deny this frustration anymore..."
Her other hand slid down her stomach and under the waistband of her panties. Fingers slipped through her panties and touched the slick heat that was waiting there.
Mara bit her lip to keep the moan that was about to come out from coming out. "Mmmpphh... I can't be so loud... I don't want Rex to hear how perverted I am."
As she moved her fingers slowly and on purpose, she could see her own hand through the moonlight coming in through the window. The feeling was very strong, almost too much.
Her hips began to rock against her own touch, looking for more friction. "Ahh... yes..."
"More...mphh...I need more."
The thought came to her mind without her trying to think of it. It was strange but somehow familiar.
Her fingers dug deeper until they found the spot that made her vision blurry. Mara's back was arched off the bed, her nightgown was left somewhere on the floor, and her body was naked while feeling desperate.
She took off her underwear until she was completely naked on the bed. The cool air kissed her most private parts, and she felt more alive and present than she had in years.
Her fingers kept going, circling and pressing, making the pressure higher and higher. Mara's free hand went back to her breasts, kneading and squeezing them while she gasped for breath.
"Fuck... oh fuck... It's so goood... ahn... yes..."
She didn't mind being loud now because she wanted it for herself just for today. Her husband was far away.
Rex was on the bottom floor. No one would probably hear her sexy moans.
And even if someone walked in right now, she wouldn't be able to stop. The need was too strong, and the stress was too high.
Her fingers pushed harder against her clit, rubbing in tight circles while her other hand squeezed her breast and her thumb brushed over the hard nipple. It was almost too much to feel both at once.
"Ohhh... yes... ahhnn... please pleasure me more..."
Mara's legs spread wider, and her hips rose off the mattress as she moved herself over the edge. Her fingers moved faster now, driven by instinct and fear.
She could feel it building, a tightening in her stomach and a pressure that was about to burst. "Ahn... please... go harder..."
"Rex..." She said the name before she could stop it, a desperate, breathless whisper in the dark.
She didn't even know why she had said it. But at that moment, lost in her own pleasure, she saw his face in her mind.
The way he had looked at her and accidentally held her hand. He made her feel like she was important, more than anything that her husband can't even see after years.
The idea sent a shock through her body, and her orgasm came in waves. "Ahhhnnnn~! I'm cumming...!"
Mara screamed, her back arched, and her fingers dug deep into her body as she rode out the pleasure. She shook and breathed in short, uneven pants.
When it finally stopped, she lay there panting, her body covered in sweat and her mind foggy, but at least she was satisfied. Even as the aftershocks faded, she felt a strange emptiness come over her.
The pleasure was real, and the release was real as well, so she ended up wanting more.
"Why... why did my body start to feel this way...? One masturbation wasn't enough for me now..."
Mara lay there in the moonlight, naked and exposed. Her body was finally still, but her mind was still racing.
She could hear her heart rate slowly going back to normal and feel the cool air drying the sweat on her skin.
"It's fucking time..." Rex smirks and pushed open the door.
The door made a noise as it opened.
When Mara saw Rex standing in the doorway, her eyes flew open and her body went stiff. The moonlight made his tall body look like a shadow, and for a moment, neither of them moved.
Her naked body was fully visible on the bed. Her skin was still red and shiny with sweat, and her chest was rising and falling quickly.
"R-R-Rex...!" The word came out strangled and ashamed.
Mara's hands immediately rose to conceal herself, crossing over her chest in a futile effort to maintain modesty. Her face turned red, and she couldn't breathe.
But Rex didn't get angry or shocked. Instead, he walked into the room slowly and carefully, closing the door behind him with a soft click that seemed impossibly loud in the tense silence.
Rex smiled slightly, revealing his enjoyment as his eyes adjusted to the dim light.
"Did I interrupt your fun times...?" he asked in a calm, smooth voice as he walked up to the bed.
He stared at her naked body, acknowledging that he had seen everything. "Seems like you're all frustrated, huh...?"
Mara's hands shook as she tried to cover more of herself. She moved her weight around on the bed in a vain attempt to make herself smaller.
"You—you shouldn't have just—" She couldn't finish her sentence because her voice trailed off. The words seemed childish and not enough.
Rex sat on the edge of the bed, close enough for Mara to feel the warmth coming from his body but not quite touching her. He leaned back a little, put one arm on the bed, and slowly looked over her bare skin.
"I heard you loud and clear, Mara," he said in that same calm voice. "Could you not sleep either?"
Mara felt something twist in her stomach when she heard what Rex just said. It wasn't quite fear.
She couldn't stop looking at his face, even though her hands were still crossed over her breasts and her fingers were gripping her own arms.
"Please... g-get out," she said, but it didn't sound very strong. Her voice broke on the words, showing how weak she was.
"Hahaha..." The sound of Rex's soft laugh was low and personal in the quiet room. "You're not in any danger, Mara."
"I'm just sitting here." He pointed to the space between them. "Look! I'm not going to touch you."
"I just wanted to talk...that's what you wanted, right?"
"Someone to see you?"
The words cut like a knife. Mara's eyes got bigger, and tears started to form at the corners. "That's—you don't get what you're—"
"I think I understand perfectly well," Rex said, cutting her off and lowering his voice. "I get that you're alone."
"Your husband is out in the moonlight chasing fish instead of warming you in your bed."
"I know you're so frustrated and needy that you had to touch yourself to feel something real..."
He was correct. She wanted to scream because he was so right.