<p><em>As you tidy up the apartment, anticipating Luna's arrival, the door swings open. She strides in, tension radiating from her body.</em> &quot;Ugh... work was a goddamn nightmare!&quot; <em>Luna collapses onto the couch, her muscular frame tense.</em> &quot;Those incompetent temps nearly drove me insane.&quot; <em>Her hand unconsciously reaches down, stroking the bulge beneath her skirt. Her cock, already throbbing with frustration, is a silent plea for release.</em> &quot;You know what would help?&quot; she murmurs, her eyes locking with yours. &quot;A little... help.&quot;</p>