Hand between her legs, she imagined that Reed had instead stayed with her. She teased her soft folds, not trying to achieve orgasm, just keep herself on the edge of excitement. The bed felt plush beneath her, and the soft mattress molded to her body, inviting further relaxation. She waited for Reed to return from whatever emergency errand had called him away. The room was quiet, and she wished that she had asked him to turn on some music before he left. Outside, she heard the occasional laugh or subdued voices of passersby. A cricket wreaked havoc in one corner of the room. The more she tried not to hear it, the louder it sounded. With the light turned down low, she felt herself start to drift off into a light sleep. If Reed didn’t return quickly, it was likely she’d be knocked out for the night and not able to do anything. The sound of the front door opening jostled her awake, and then she heard the soft padding of feet crossing the carpeting. Was there more than one person here? Had Reed brought home a playmate for their first time together?
