Alone Time

She sighed heavily, attempting to dispel the disappointment of the night. The whole event had amounted to nothing more than a waste of two hours she would never get back listening to a suit talk stock options. Lindsey was sure her melting brain was actually leaking all over her nice new dress. Yet another sigh of discontent breezed passed her lips as her front door deadbolt clicked open. The dress; the black mini that silhouetted her curves perfectly, deserving of a standing ovation, but met only with a less-than-worthy that hadn't even possessed the courtesy to stand when she arrived. Lindsey threw her keys down in the glass bowl by the door frustratedly, slamming it behind her. The house was silent except for her heavy expensive black heels being kicked into the hall where they would stay until she had another need to be four inches taller. Next time, she vowed, she would be charging a deposit in case anyone else wanted to waste her time. Was it technically prostitution if the date went well though? 

"A refundable deposit." She declared to the empty air, moving lazily through her kitchen. Lindsey found herself standing in the floor length mirror mounted on the wall. She pulled her hair out of it's pins and surveyed the state of her being. Beautiful. Her slender torso swept directly into long luxurious legs that shimmered delicately in the dim light streaming in from the open door. She swiveled on the balls of her feet to get a better view of her luscious hips, imagining a hand gently resting on them. Someone should be so lucky. Her eyes slid over the subtle arch of her back, her supple chest. Fingertips began to follow the same path and she found they were her own. They found the zipper, freeing herself of the stunning garment. As stunning as it was a gasp escaped her body as it fell to the floor. Goosebumps began to prickle her skin as the cold danced across it. Lindsey unclipped her bra letting it join the disappointed dress on the floor. Her breasts were immaculate. She slowly moved her hands towards them, gently massaging her nipples, allowing them the attention they deserved. The next sigh to come from deep in her throat was one of rising pleasure. With no qualms about flying solo, she lay herself back on the warm bedsheets at the edge of her bed, gracefully slipping out of her panties. If no one else was worthy what was wrong with fulfilling her own desires? Tension gradually spread into the pit of her stomach tying her in knots that only her nimble fingers could untangle. Lindsey slipped her right hand between her legs, her fingertips having no trouble locating her clitoris. They glided around her in gentle circles eliciting a moan as her tense body relaxed into the comfortable bed. Her back arched slightly as she continued on her merry way to pleasure, pushing herself a little faster. Around and around, faster and faster, her fingers moved feverishly searching for that high. Her breath came short and quick, her toes curling into the sheets, her head tilting back into the bed, a deep moan flew from her. Oh yeah. She grasped at the edge of ecstacy, so near she could taste it. She was right there. Lindsey closed her eyes. With a final flick of her wrist she tumbled haplessly over the edge into a pool of gratification. Lindsey collapsed onto the bed happily, the smile painted on her face only troubled by the idea of having to get up to shower. She slipped under the covers satisfied.

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