My Dildo Mistake

Like many many many other women, I have sex toys. Like many many many many other women, I have sex toys for specific needs and uses. When the need to be fucked silly comes upon me, I use my 9” black rubber dildo.

I am a widow. I have two sons. One is local and one is about three hours away. The local son stops by every once in a while by himself during the week or with his family on the weekends.

Last Tuesday night I used my dildo on myself. I just needed to be pounded. Well, the next day when I got home from work, my son was at my house. In panic mode, I struggled to remember if I had put the dildo away the previous night. As I entered my house, my son was in the living room waiting for me and playing on his phone. We said our hellos and went to the bathroom to pee. And there it was, covered in a dried white sheen, sitting on the vanity. I looked in the mirror to see how red I was. I was humiliated - had my son seen it? Yup, the toilet seat was up.

As I came out of the bathroom, all I could say was sorry you saw that. He responded and said it was our story and to not worry about it.

I will have to be more careful with my toys.