My Secret Fantasies After Divorce

I never imagined I'd be fantasizing about random strangers so vividly after my divorce. Just today, while out for a walk near the park, this guy, tattooed arms peeking from under his hoodie, walked by me, and suddenly all I could think was how badly I wanted him inside me. Back home, I gave into that fantasy with no shame. Fingering myself hard, imagining those strong hands gripping my hips, pressing me down onto the bed. My fingers moved faster as I pretended he whispered dirty things in my ear. I let out a loud moan as I felt myself climax, hot pleasure soaking my sheets, wishing I hadn't given up on real-life connections just yet.