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So it was somewhat out of her comfort zone but she decided to do it anyways. She could feel her nipples getting hard as she lied there on the bed, in a red satin teddy. He loved red on her, said it was her color... made her irresistible with her long dark hair. Her nipples were getting hard because she felt a little chilly. The bed nicely made beneath her, sheets nicely tucked in, pillows fluffed. She remembered the lighter before she came into the bedroom so she made sure the candle sconces on the wall were lit. She laid there in the dim light waiting for him to come home. Her satin babydoll nightie glistened across her body. She owed one pair of spiked heals, black, and she used them for these such occasions. She thought to herself, as she tried patiently waiting for him to walk in, that she loves the new lotion she bought... her legs were velvety smooth. Lying on the bed, growing a little impatient, she starts twiddling her thumbs, then curling her hair on her finger. She sits up a little more, leaning against a stack of pillows. She dominates all the pillows on the bed anyways. She pulls her legs up and places her feet flat on the bed. "Hmm" She thinks to herself. She looks down and notices her breast swollen. She pulls back the top of her nighty, the area just barely covering her tits. She leans forward a little and rests her arms/elbows on her knees. Her pointer finger and thumb make their way to her lips and without her recognition she starts molding and pulling at her nipple her damp fingers. She takes a deep breath and places her other hand on the opposite breast and starts stroking and pulling. She closes her eyes and starts completely fondling herself. She leans her head back into the pillow and thinks to herself... "He's gonna miss this!"