Joanna selected a tiger coat. The fur felt amazing to the touch and she loved the stripes.
"The classic tale asks: the lady or the tiger?" said the woman. "But what if the lady were also the tiger? Enjoy your wild side."
Joanna didn't understand what the woman was referring to, but said "Thanks" and left for work.
She wore the coat to work, which turned the eyes of a few passersby and coworkers. Throughout the day Joanna's thoughts kept drifting back to the coat. She was never so happy for her workday to end as that day. She eagerly put the coat back on and hurried home where she went straight to her bedroom. She took the coat off long enough only to strip off the rest of her clothes then put the coat back on and gleefully fell on her bed. Had she paid any attention she would have noticed the coat had no tags or labels, and no fasteners. The coat fit perfectly, like it had been made for her. It went down just past her mid-thighs and the sleeves went to her wrists. Being wrapped in it was like being held in a perfect warm hug, the ultimate lover's embrace.
As Joanna lay on her back she began to run her hands over the fur and felt incredibly aroused. She caressed her breasts as she rolled around on her bed to better feel the fur against her body. Finally she could take it on longer and plunged her fingers into her womanhood, driving herself to a series of orgasms. As she lay contented she could almost hear herself purring.