The Corruption of Lisa

Lisa Maxfield idly traced her fingers over her naked body, as she looked at herself in the bedroom mirror. Her mind was a swirl of emotions and thoughts.

"why" she though to herself "why am I so depressed? Why do I feel as if my life is over. Shit, I'm only 34 for Gods sake - I'm still attractive"

Her fingers continued their journey, now running themselves over her breasts - neither too small or too large and still firm enough to look good without a bra - and then stroking her nipples which reacted quickly and eagerly to her touch.

She knew why she was feeling this way. It was Jasons birthday yesterday - her beautiful son. He was now eighteen - a man. And she was so happy for him - but she felt that this was the beginning of the end for her. She had spent the last few years devoting herself to the role of motherhood - it was her only escape - her husband, John, had shown less and less interest in her before she was even out of her thirties. He was more interested in his work - and the challenges that it brought. If only she could go out with friends it would have been better - but the family had just made the move from Melbourne to Sydney a month ago- so that John could open a new branch of his business - and she had no friends here.

She was not a prude, but she was shy sexually - John had been her only lover - he took her virginity at fifteen and had got her pregnant on her sixteenth birthday. She still loved him - loved him deeply - but he heart was broken at his indifference to her. Maybe she wasn't attractive to him anymore?

As she looked in the mirror she knew this couldn't be the truth. She appraised herself in the mirror. OK - she wasn't th hottie she was ten years ago - but her lon blonder hair still shone, her boobs were still firm and her bum nice and tight.

Her fingers caressed downwards. It had been a long time since she had last touched herself this way - she closed her eyes to concentrate on the pleasure her own fingers were giving her. Maybe she could just lie down and bring herself off a little.

The doorbell rang - awakening her from trance. "Shit" she mumbled under her breath.