She had just gotten home from work and was feeling really revved up. Her married co-worker’s face still fresh in her mind. “God if only I could fuck him once,” she thought. She noticed him checking her out a time or two, their eyes had met and she’d quickly turn away, blushing. She tossed her purse on the counter top and kicked off her high-heeled shoes as she headed straight for her bedroom. She quickly undressed, throwing her clothes throughout her room.

She stood in front of her full-length mirror on the back of her bedroom door. As she looked at her fit naturally tanned body she marveled at the way her long dark hair framed her body, she could see the yearning for him in her dark brown eyes. As she thought of him again she caught movement out of the corner of her eye from the big bay window, almost as if someone was there trying to hide. She dismissed that thought, even though she never closed her blinds, a person would have to go out of their way to see into them. She’d masturbated many times in front of the windows and never saw anyone. She shrugged her shoulders to herself and climbed up onto her bed, the comforter cool against her naked skin.

On her hands and knees she crawled to the middle of her bed and bent her elbows causing her nipples to graze against the cool fabric. She felt shivers go down her spine as her dark nipples hardened against the comforter. She slid her tummy against the bed as she pushed up with her arms, her almost completely shaved mound rubbing against the bed spread. She bent her knees and brought her little feet up almost touching the back of her head as she arched her back.