Andrea, left to her own devices in the empty house, decides to make the most of her solitude. She begins by swaying her hips, a slow, seductive dance meant for no one but herself. Her hands rove over her body, cupping her breasts, pinching her nipples, making them hard. She turns around, bending over slightly, giving herself a full view of her ass in the mirror. She slips a hand between her legs, rubbing herself through her panties, feeling the dampness. She turns back, her eyes locked with her reflection, as she slowly slides her panties down, revealing her smooth, wet pussy.