It's very late at night, and I'm standing in front of the floor length bedroom windows, looking out at the trees silhouetted against the snow. As I slowly remove my blouse, the chilly air emanating from the window caresses my uncovered breasts. The cool air licks at my nipples and they become hard points. I step closer and tentatively touch my nipples to the cold windowpane. I gently sway from side to side drawing my nipples across the cold glass and the motion causes them to elongate and grow harder still. I stand still savoring the sensation of my cold hard nipples and soft warm breasts. A flush of warmth spreads over the rest of my body and I turn to the bed.
I slip beneath the down comforter and pull it down to my waist, continuing to expose my breasts to the cool, clinging air. I run my hands over my breasts, squeezing them. I stretch my limbs out from my torso to the four corners of the bed. And I wait for you.
Moving my hands up the sides of my breasts I squeeze them together with my nipples touching and hold them together, rubbing each nipple with a finger tip until they are both very hard. I drop them abruptly and I feel the weight as they fall. I run my hands from my breasts across my abdomen several times as I sensitize my skin to your touch. I reach between my open legs and touch myself, seeking my very wet center. I dip my fingers inside and bring the moisture up to my breasts and rub it on each nipple.
Again, I press my nipples together and bring first one, and then the other toward my mouth. I lick the already evaporating moisture from my nipples. My mouth is dripping and I bring each breast to my mouth sucking in as much as I possibly can.
The muscles in my abdomen are beginning to involuntarily tighten and release. I bring my heels up close to my body spread my legs. I glance up and see you at the foot of the bed, facing me, naked and hard.