Settling into her favorite chair, she lets her imagination run wild, her fingers tracing patterns on her thighs, inching higher with each pass. She lets out a soft moan, her clit throbbing with anticipation. She rubs herself through her panties, the fabric dampening with her arousal. She slips a finger under the fabric, gasping at the contact. She's wet, so wet, and she slips her fingers in, her eyes closed, her mind filled with fantasies. She's a woman on a mission, her body responding to her every touch, her orgasm building with each thrust of her fingers. She comes with a shudder, her body relaxing into the chair, a satisfied smile on her lips.