What if I told you...
I'm wearing a lace and silk nightie, standing at the open window looking out into the night.
I'm leaning back in my chair, pulling off my panties, putting them on my bed, on top of my folded up nightie.
I'm sitting here naked, teasing my nipples while I read someone's erotica.
I'm planning to go pantie and braless tomorrow at work.
I'm thinking of how I will take my underwear off at work, in the car, tomorrow.
I'm thinking of a thick, long, bumpy vibrator I saw in the adult store.
I'm writing an erotic story and it's making me...
I'm biting my lip while I give myself a really long, drawn out, delicious, shuddering orgasm.
I'm licking my fingers, one by one, sucking on the tips.
I'm tasting my own wet pussy.
I'm wearing nothing but a saucy little smile.
I'm thinking about something really naughty I read in Cosmo magazine.
I'm doing something really naughty I read about in a sex blog, tonight.
I'm typing with one hand...
It's not easy typing with one hand. Guess I'll just go to bed.
