...And That's How I Spent My Saturday Night...

Well, let me just come right out with it. Last night, my partner was fast asleep and I slipped into the bathroom for a quickie solo session. Yeah, yeah, I know, not exactly earth-shattering stuff here. But hey, sometimes you need that little extra something when no one else is around to give it to ya... So there I was, standing in front of the mirror with my hands on either side, looking right at myself and thinking... damn, 50 still feels like a good age for this kind of thing. And then, well, let's just say it got pretty explicit from there. Fingers slipped inside me, moving faster and faster until I was practically panting against the cool glass, hands gripping onto the sink edge as my hips bucked up in rhythm... So much for boring Saturday nights...