She finds solace in the soft hum of the rain against the window, her body yearning for release. Her fingers, soft and gentle, trace the edge of her panties, teasing herself as she imagines the touch of another. She's a voyeur in her own fantasy, watching as her fingers slip beneath the fabric, finding her wet, swollen clit. Her breath hitches as she rubs, her body tensing with each stroke, until she's lost in the soft waves of her own orgasm.