Just got home dripping in black lace for you

I came home from a long day at the office still buzzing, stripped down and slipped into my favorite black lace lingerie and thighhighs. Standing there in the living room I run my hands over my hips, feeling how wet I've already gotten just thinking about you watching. I whip my hair back, peel off the silk robe and let it drop, then plant my hands on my hips again and stare straight at you. God, I need you to see how bad I want it right now. My breath catches as I shift my weight, the sheer fabric clinging to my soaked panties while I bite my lip and wait for your hands.