This morning, I decided to eat breakfast with no clothes on.Just my favorite black lingerie and a loose robe. Not for anyone else. Just for me.While I made my coffee, I could feel the fabric brushing against my nipples, the cool air on my thighs.I sat at the table alone… but still felt desired.I imagined how you’d look at me if you were here.And even though you weren’t… it felt like you were.
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