Caught in My Fantasies

I recently ended a long-term relationship and have found myself diving deep into my fantasies as a stay-at-home parent. Last night, after the kids were asleep, I decided to act on one of them. In the darkness of my bedroom, I laid out some toys and candles that had been gathering dust since before we split up. The room was filled with the scent of jasmine wax and the soft glow of candlelight casting shadows on the walls. I got undressed and lay back against pillows, closing my eyes to imagine a partner's hands tracing down my body, teasing me with slow touches and whispered words of desire. But it didn't take long before I started feeling naughty and decided to take things further without any pretend partner there. My fingers found their way between my legs, pressing against the warmth that was building up inside me. I let out a soft gasp as one finger slipped in, then another, stretching and filling me. As my hand moved faster, I imagined what it would be like to have someone else's hands on me, exploring every inch of my body with intimate knowledge. My breath grew quick and shallow, chest heaving as pleasure built higher and higher until I reached the edge. With a final thrust, I let out a long moan, feeling myself release around my fingers in waves of ecstasy that rolled through my whole body. Afterwards, I lay there catching my breath and smiling to myself. It felt liberating and empowering to indulge these fantasies alone but also left me wondering if it's normal for an ex-partner to turn into such vivid fantasies so quickly? Am I missing out on something by not having someone else in this new chapter of my life?