It was a Friday night and Danni was spending it how she spent most of her Friday nights; sitting in her tiny apartment writing. As a teenager she liked fantasies and fairy tales, now a young woman in her twenties, she mixed her earlier tastes with that of erotica. She had grown up sheltered by her parent's fear of the world, and had only really experienced her first sexual exploits at the age of twenty-one. Since that enlightening moment she's been documenting her erotic desires in her writing. Tonight, she decided to concentrate on a story she had been working on for a while now. As with most of her fiction, it was loosely based on imagined encounters with people she actually knew in reality. This particular story centred on a steamy encounter in a lift with a very attractive neighbour.
Danni believed that in order to write sexily you had to first feel sexy yourself. Embodying this belief, she turned the lights down low with the dimmer switch, lit some candles and poured herself some wine. She changed out of her work clothes and into a slinky, silk slip that came mid-thigh. She agreed with herself that one of life's simplest pleasures was taking off a bra, and it was even better if someone else took it off for you. She ran her hands over the outline of her body, giving her nipples particular attention as she pinched them between her thumb and forefinger. She felt the familiar sense of longing at the apex of her long, golden legs, and she knew she was ready to write.
It was only when she moved to the city that Danni began to understand her hold over men. She was in no way extraordinarily beautiful, like the type you see on magazine covers. But she possessed a girl-next-door charm that was both innocent and endearing at the same time. She had built up a tan over the summer, one that was evenly distributed all over her body since she came across a nude beach along the coast. Her body itself was slim, but with curves where they mattered. Ever since her sexual awakening, Danni had begun to pay more attention to her physique and even started working out regularly. This had resulted in a very impressive body. Her long, lean legs led up to a tightly toned ass, flat stomach and perky C cup breasts. Her chest was definitely her best asset, both for her and everyone who enjoyed them. Her nipples were incredibly sensitive to the extent that she once orgasmed from their stimulation alone. In fact, they were still hard from her light pinching of them earlier.
She reached up to loosen her hair from its ponytail, letting her dark wavy locks fall over her shoulders. The story was progressing well. Between the wine and the erotica, Danni was in a state of wanting. She was just about to blow out the candles and go to bed with her vibrator when the buzzer went. It was almost half twelve in the night and she wondered who it could be. She soon found out who it was.
