I step into the shower. The lights are dim and soft music is playing. The children are asleep. It’s just me. I start to relax under the hot spray. It’s been a long day and a stressful week. I turn the water up as hot as I can stand it and let it pound against my back. I can let go. I don’t have to jump at every little noise. It’s okay to spend some time with myself.
I wash my hair. I let myself get drawn into the music and the sound of the shower. I start to breath slower and deeper. I feel myself present in my body. And I start to cry.
I give myself that. I let myself have it all out. The crying helps me to relax. I feel more grounded now. I realize that the water beating against my nipple feels pretty good. I switch to the other nipple. I’m starting to feel turned on. And for the first time in my life, I don’t have to share a shower with one or more children. I keep a vibrator in my shower now. No one is going to ask me what it is or pretend to drive it around the bathroom. It’s just mine. My time, with my vibrator, in my shower.
I use the vibrator on my clitoris while the water works on my nipples. My mind is blank. I’m just in the moment, experiencing my pleasure. All too soon, I come. Slow rippling waves of pleasure fill my body. I slump against the wall of the shower, staring idly at the tile. I come back to myself.
I am so grateful for this time. I’m so busy all of the time that I sometimes forget that I’m my own best company from time to time. I need to pamper myself. I need to escape the stress and just feel like a princess. A self-pleasuring princess.