For those who may not know me, I am Sally. The incident related here took place in the early 1970's. I was in my second or third year of teaching elementary school and was living in a small apartment complex only a few blocks away from my school. This was a teacher day without students filled with morning and afternoon meetings with a 90 minute lunch break on our own.
I am a sexually active woman and today I am horny. Really horny. It has been a frustrating week without a sex partner and during the morning meeting sex was on my mind. As soon as we broke for lunch, I headed to my apartment. If I couldn't have a man at least I could get myself off, or at least that was my plan.
As soon as I closed the door I began stripping off my outer clothing so my skirt and blouse didn't get wrinkled. I plopped down on the couch in my bra and panties and immediately thrust my right hand inside my panties and began stroking my clit and running a finger across my neatly trimmed vagina and between my vaginal lips. I was wet almost immediately.
You can imagine my surprise when the 40 year old apartment manager came out of the hallway with a used AC filter in his hand. "Sally, excuse me. I didn't expect you to be home. I was just changing the filter. I'll leave now."
"Jody, help me. I am so close. Help me get off."
"I'll wash my hands if you are serious."
"Yes, yes, please hurry!"