I m home alone I was wearing a thin T-shirt without underwear and my favorite soft shorts I was lying on the bed leafing through my messages and suddenly I imagined that you were looking at me Your gaze slowly slid down stopping between my legs I lifted my hips a little and ran my fingers over the fabric - it was already wet My shirt slipped off my shoulders my nipples tensing at the touch I bit my lip and whispered If you were near me what would you do to me first