It was another dull day. Nothing to do all day. He was off at work again. She was all alone. Leora was all alone, except for her dog. The little princess was bored.
She had got up after Paul. At least, when he was ready to leave for work. She was still sleepy. So when he left she just laid down on the huge couch in her tiny panties and little top. On her stomach. Taking another little snooze. It was so boring around here.
After an hour or two she woke up and made some breakfast. She was hungry so she ate a bowl of cereal while the television was blaring something. And she had some coffee to wake her up.
There was nothing important on the tube. She watched it but she was still bored. Paul was away for the whole day and she was bored.
The television was boring. She decided to take off her little top and the thong she had on. That was more comfortable. No one was here. Just her and the dog. What was he barking at now? Who knew.
Sitting on the couch and watching the stupid people on TV her fingers trailed down to her shaven pussy. Her left hand. She was left handed. Her right hand was resting on her naked chest, on her tiny breast. Softly caressing the little boob. Paul liked her little titties. He sucked them sometimes. But not often enough. She was so pretty. Why didn't he want her all the time?
Her middle finger was slowly going back and forth, over her hard nipple. Then over to the other breast. She had adorable breasts. That's what Paul said. She knew it was true. She often looked at them in the mirror, as she stroked her long, brown hair. She was so pretty.
Her middle two fingers, on the left hand, were gently stroking her pussy lips. The lips she kept clean and shaven, just for Paul. Why didn't he notice? More often. Why? Her long, delicate fingers ran up her slit and touched the little button at the top. Under the little tuft of hair she kept. To be cute and sexy. For Paul.
Oh, Paul. Touch me like this she thought. Her two middle fingers gently entered her wet pussy and she found the special spot. The one Paul couldn't seem to find. Slowly rubbing and stroking. So good. Squeezing the nipple of her little breast. She had nice tits. She did. She loved her tits. So tender and needing care and gentle caresses.
Now her index finger was rubbing the little nub of her clit. It was wet now and so sensitive. So tender. She touched it gently, but firmly, pressing it now and feeling the special feeling inside. In her whole body. Up into her nipples. All over. And now her fingers were going in and out of her wetness. Her mouth wide open. Her eyes tightly closed.