It had been a hard day, and she walked into the bedroom and collapsed onto the bed, flat on her back. Why did her boss have to rip into her so much today? Didn't he know that it wasn't her fault the client had cancelled? She did everything she could to stop them from cancelling, it was out of her control, and yet she still took the fall! It wasn't fair.
She needed some sort of stress relief. She thought about drinking, but she was trying to cut down. Maybe the gym? But looking at the time, she knew the gym would be packed, and trying to get a treadmill would be next to impossible.
She opened the bedside drawer next to her bed. Her trusty toy was there...perfect! A quick hard fuck should fix the problem. Not as good as the real thing, but it would do!
Normally she would take her time. Trace her fingers over her tits, around her nipples, over her stomach, down to her pussy...but just pulling her vibrator out had gotten her pussy wet and she was ready to go. She didn't even need any lube...she lifted her skirt, pushed her panties to the side and slid the toy straight in, DEEP. "Fuuuuck...." she muttered under her breath, as she closed her eyes and started to work the toy in and out. It wasn't going to take her long, she could already feel her climax starting to build.
All of a sudden, she heard a male voice, low, and in her ear. "What do you think you're doing?" She was startled and her eyes flew open. He looked down at her with pure lust, and a fire burned in his eyes. "Stand up and strip for me." She removed the toy from her now aching pussy, and stood up. She looked into his eyes defiantly and took off her clothing, piece by piece.