Take a break to play with herself.

April turned off the stove, deciding to get back to it later.

Right now, she had to think about herself.

She unbuttoned her shirt and unhooked her bra before lying back on the couch. All she had on was her denim shorts, which may as well have been a chastity belt rimmed with nails and locked in place with a padlock considering how it kept her hands from ending this torture instantly.

Her nipples hardened from the temperature New York in Autumn made her apartment and she wasted little time cupping her own breasts just to keep her hands occupied.