Darcey Dean can’t stop thinking about her grocery store trip. She walked the aisles braless, feeling the cool air through her thin top, and it didn’t take long for her to notice a hot young man eyeing her every move. The way his gaze lingered made her wet, her body aching for release. Now back home, Darcey replays the memory, her imagination running wild. She can’t hold back any longer—her hands explore her body as she gives in to the urgent need to please herself, letting the fantasy of being watched push her over the edge.