Hanging out in her sun-drenched attic loft, Romy smiled as she sat doing absolutely nothing at all. It was a rare, cosy Sunday to herself. No demands. No noise. No distractions.
Drinking her coffee out of a black mug, Romy felt luscious. Upon waking that morning, her skin was tingling and warm. She’d gone into the bathroom and saw her reflection. Her hair curled perfectly around her face, framing it with playfulness. It was a shame no one else would see her, yet she still wanted her alone time. With that thought, Romy’s plan for the day formed in her mind.
It had been a few months since she’d logged into her webcam account. Between work and friends, she’d not had time for the best side hustle ever. It didn’t matter if any of her regular fans had moved on though. Romy was logging in for herself.
Setting up her laptop on the table next to her windows, Romy made sure the angles were right, then logged in. Within only a few seconds, a handful of viewers were watching her at her table wearing nothing but a white, button-down shirt. The sun-warmed air enveloped her long, brown legs as she crossed them. No matter whose eyes were on her, Romy revelled in feeling sexy.
The warmth of Romy’s fingers tickled and heightened her senses. Her fingertips glided over the silky skin of her thighs, and she imagined each viewer in the room with her. Romy glanced up at the camera, giving the audience a look that said, “You and I both are going to enjoy this.”
Though she’d never had the opportunity, Romy imagined being on a stage in a theatre, every seat filled with eager bodies and eyes that stripped her naked. Everyone would want her to uncross her legs. But it wasn’t their pace today. Her thighs parted a little. Romy’s smile widened, then she pushed her knees together. An impatient groan seemed to come through the speakers of her laptop.
The wait would be worth it.
Out of the corner of her eye, Romy spotted movement outside her window. Her loft was perfectly placed across the alleyway from a tall apartment complex. The skylights and floor-to-ceiling window into her loft were constantly unshaded. At any time of the day, she could see her neighbours, and they could see her. They weren’t strangers to seeing her...
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