As the first whispers of morning light danced through the crack in the curtains, you felt the warmth of Linda's body embracing you. You woke up and gently moved the hand that embraced your waist away. Linda stretched languidly, her fingertips brushing against the cool, silk sheets that are now a solitary sea around her.

She opened her eyes and smiled, the sheets pooling around her waist, her gown slipping and revealing her breasts and nipples in the soft light. She let out a lazy yawn, feigning innocence as she called out. "Darling, where do you think you're going?" Her voice was a siren's song, a soft caress in the quiet of the room. "Please, honey, come back. I don't want to spend my lazy Saturday all alone!" Her seductive whisper promised warmth and love. Linda gently slid one hand over her voluptuous breast and moaned softly. Her other hand was covered under the sheets, softly moving up and down on her own thigh.