I was a stay at home mom until my youngest child got into the eight grade and I went back to work part time. At the time we lived in a typical starter home three bedroom two bath house subdivision with other working class people. Down the street from me was another stay at home mom with two boys who were in grade school. She and I got together and did housework, laundry and everything else. Everything else included renting and watching porn videos.

We started out with the classics, recommended by the girl that worked at the video store and moved onto harder and harder stuff including lesbian and gay porn. We watched and never rewound the tapes. The lady that ran the store during the day was Vietnamese and she knew us and always had something to recommend. This time she took a tape from behind the counter and told us not to tell anyone but this one was really good, very authentic. It was a r**e tape of a girl in a stairwell. We watched it over and over and took it back and asked for it again. She had other tapes, other r**es. We guessed that the whole thing was play acting but who knows. We decided that we wanted to get r**ed.

Getting r**ed isn't easy, where do you go? In the day time when your husband is at work and your kids are in school. Getting r**ed wasn't something we managed to do. We did the next best thing, we kept watching more and more videos, we masturbated continuously, nothing was big enough to use. The Vietnamese lady helped us with a mail order business buy these grotesque penis dildos, they were shipped to her store and we picked them up there and went home with a new or already seen tape and got on the couch with a towel under us and jammed the dildo in as far as it would go, we are talking horse size dildos, four and five inches wide, bigger than our hand could reach around.

I went back to work because we wanted a bigger house for my boys and we could only afford it if I worked. I worked part time at a real estate office, not selling but doing the paperwork. I worked during the mornings when my kids were at school. One day I went to drop off some papers at this lawyers office and a man followed me into the stairwell and I got r**ed. It was fast, I never screamed or resisted, I let him do what he wanted, I was so wet when he stuck his cock in me and it felt good. He left into the parking lot and I got myself together and went back to work and sat in my sticky wet panties, which were wet from his leaking cum.

That night I got up out of bed and found one of my horse cocks and went into the bathroom and rammed it in as far as it would go. I took the phone into the bathroom and called my friend from my earlier days and told her that I had been r**ed in a stairwell. We talked about it for an hour, blow by blow, she got her dildo and masturbated while we talked. After that we talked often on the phone, masturbating with our collection of dildos that we kept hidden from our husbands. I don't think we ever put two and two together that we were having phone sex. I relived the experience at night beside my husband and I got wet thinking about it. All I wanted was for it to happen again.

It never did and after several months the experience was just an experience and I went about my business, I went to the same law office many times, I used the stairwell to go up the one flight and down the one flight to my car. I felt like going to my old neighborhood and contacting the Vietnamese lady but never did. It was just me, my memory and my horse cock, which I felt wasn't big enough.

My husband and I became more and more distant as we grew older, the kids were out of the house and one day he said he needed his space and moved out into an apartment. I have the house for myself, I have all the time in the world to mail order porn, including r**e porn and watch it with my horse cock. I miss watching with my friend, it was always more fun to sit beside her watching those videos and using our mail order cocks to fuck ourselves with. It is a bad habit, probably an addiction really.