My Secret First Solo Since The Divorce

Ever since my divorce finalized last month, I’ve felt this gnawing emptiness inside me. My ex took everything, including the physical remnants of our love life. But last night, something unexpected happened. Tired and restless, I decided to explore myself again for the first time alone since the breakup. The sheets were cold as I undressed, each touch of my fingers feeling foreign yet familiar. As I slipped a hand between my legs, it was like rediscovering an old friend; everything was still there but felt different. My fingers danced over my clit, then delved inside me. Each movement triggered waves of pleasure that rolled through me, carrying memories and emotions with them. It was both exhilarating and terrifying, exhilarating because I could feel life stirring again in places long dormant, terrifying because it brought back feelings for him I thought were buried. I came hard, body shaking as the last wave crashed over me, leaving behind a mix of relief and longing.