Under the Coat

Maria Rya steps in wearing a long coat, buttoned to the throat. She looks like someone who just walked out of a rainstorm, professional and tidy. The coat drops. Red lace clings to her skin, black straps cut across pale flesh. She slides the straps down each shoulder, lets the bra fall, and peels the panties away until the fabric is nothing but a memory on the floor. Her hand moves between her thighs, fingers working her wet cunt in slow circles. A small toy appears, buzzing softly, and she presses it against her swollen clit. Her back arches. She spreads herself wider, pushing the vibrator inside, then drawing it out, over and over, until her thighs shake and her breath breaks into short, desperate gasps.