Would you like to be my neighbor?

Stretching, I roll over. You have haunted my thoughts all night. I stare out the window imagining you are here with me. My hand travels over my left breast, stopping to tug on my nipple. My right hand slides from my neck, down over my stomach, stopping to rest between my legs. I close my eyes as I dip one finger inside. It is warm, wet and inviting. My fingers will do even though I'd prefer