Jess walked in to her home and shut the door. Her hair and clothes were soaking from the heavy rain that had fallen as she walked from the station. She dropped her coat and bag on the table, and kicked off her shoes. She headed for the bedroom and threw her jacket in the direction of the laundry basket. She stopped in front of the mirror. Her white blouse was translucent from the rain and she could see her dark areola through the fabric. Her breasts were small and she went braless on days she could when she felt she could get away with it. She liked her figure, the hours in the gym had paid off. She unbuttoned the blouse and pushed her skirt down to the floor.
She looked in the mirror again, and thought of the video she had recorded of herself masturbating in front of the mirror a few nights ago, and the reactions she had received. She felt a wetness build up between her legs.
She pulled her panties down and spread her pussy open with one hand, while using the other to rub her clit. She continued to stare at herself in the mirror as she began to moan. She took a deep breath and stopped. She had all evening, there was no rush.