Flushing, she could see that her nipples were erect against the fabric of her sweater and she shifted in the chair, trying to ignore the ghost finger. After a few moments of stroking, the finger pressed slowly into her and started to thrust leisurely, alternating between penetration and light strokes along her folds. At the same time, she was startled to feel the sensation of hands on both breasts simultaneously, lightly pulling and brushing against her already-hard nipples. 