I came home exhausted after a long day at the office in Lucknow. My red silk saree was plastered to my sweaty curves — pallu slipped off one shoulder, tight blouse squeezing my heavy boobs, nipples poking through the thin fabric like they were desperate to be freed. My feet throbbed in those high heels, but between my thighs my pussy was already pulsing, wet and needy from dirty thoughts that had been teasing me since morning.

I locked the door, kicked off the heels, and my eyes fell on the small brown package on the table. Same-day delivery. My pulse jumped. Inside was the thick, veiny vibrating dildo I’d ordered — 8 inches of realistic silicone cock, fat head, curved shaft, strong suction base and a remote with every vibration setting I could dream of. My tired body instantly woke up, heat flooding straight to my core.