Mama's Time

Tiptoeing out of the nursery, Maryanne grabbed one of the baby's Luvs. Baby was down. This was Mama's time. As she strolled to her bedroom, she opened the diaper, just to inhale its baby fresh scent. Her lower regions tingled, just a little bit, but enough to make her sniff the fresh diaper a second time.

She tossed the diaper onto the bed, and with no ceremony or sexiness, lowered her drab grey cotton underwear to the floor before stepping out of them and with her foot, launching them in the general direction of the clothes hamper. 

She dug through her top drawer in search of her favorite pair of satin panties. They were maroon with a very feminine floral print. Kieth's favorites, too. But she liked them for how soft they were, and how well they held her diaper in place. 

She stepped into the new underthings and pulled them up until they where halfway up her smooth thighs. Then she delicately unfolded the soft diaper the rest of the way. Gently, lovingly, she lay it inside the sexy satin and pulled the panties into place, savoring the gentle hug of the diaper over her nethers. She wasn't turned, on, per se, but feeling the diaper between her legs did something to her. Relaxed her. Comforted her.

Slowly, she walked to the living room, savoring each step, feeling the diaper shift back and forth ever so slightly with each stride. Then she sat on the couch, spread her legs apart ever so slightly, and absently rubbed the front of her satin panties, enjoying each gentle caress.