Her footwear discarded, she stands, her naked soles caressing the cool hardwood floor. Each step is a sensuous exploration, her toes curling and uncurling, her arches flexing. She runs her hands up her thighs, over her hips, and under her breasts, her breath hitching as her thumbs graze her nipples. Her dance becomes more frenzied, her body undulating, hips rotating, as she inches closer to the edge. Her fingers find their way between her legs, stroking, teasing, as her dance becomes a desperate plea for release.