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Jen: A Blast From The Past

Jen inserted her key card and heard the familiar click of the door opening. With a sigh of relief, she walked into the fancy but empty hotel room that had been her home for the past week and would be her home for at least one more. She was exhausted from being on her feet all day, running around a busy conference center, making sure things would not go to shit.Jen was a senior event coordinator for a big multinational company. Her job consisted of being flown out to high-profile events organized by the company she worked for and managing their daily operations. She had been doing this job for twenty-five years and was still as in love with it as the day she started.Jen decided to relax by taking a hot shower. Thankfully, the luxurious ensuite bathroom had everything she could ever want: A shower, a big bathtub, and even a hot tub. Jen undressed, letting her tight, formal clothing fall to the floor. It felt freeing to be naked. Jen walked into the bathroom and treated herself to the fifteen-minute shower she longed for.When Jen finished showering and opened the bathroom door, a cloud of steam billowed out of the doorway and fogged up the tall mirror on the wall directly opposite her. Walking over to it, Jen wiped away the layer of condensation and admired her naked figure.Hot showers always turned Jen on, and seeing her naked reflection added to her arousal. Jen felt the all-too-familiar tingle, the tingle that every woman past a certain age knows, the irresistible call to ...

... orgasm.Luckily for Jen, she always took a toy with her on the road for occasions like this. Even though Jen was a middle-aged businesswoman, deep down inside, she had the sex drive and raw, lustful desires of a woman less than half her age. Jen masturbated every time her busy work schedule allowed it, and sometimes even when it did not, but the urge became too strong to ignore.Jen rummaged through her suitcase to try and find the vibrator she would have sworn she had packed, but alas, she could not find it. Faced with this unexpected sexual setback, Jen reconsidered her options. It was time to put the resourcefulness she had always prided herself on to the test.The easy option was to use her hands to get off, but Jen did not feel like going down that route. Even though it was unplanned, Jen had to admit to herself that she liked the challenge of having to find creative ways to have her sexual needs met without the use of traditional sex toys. It was not unlike the last few years living under her parent’s roof.Jen was eighteen years of age and had just started exploring her body, but without the financial means to buy toys and without a good place to hide them, even if she had the money, young Jen had to make do with what she had.Jen dug deep into her memory and tried to remember some of the ways she had used everyday objects as sexual aids. Everyday objects that hopefully could also be found in a fancy hotel room. The first thing that came to mind was the pillow on her king-size ...