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Now totally nude, she turned on the water in the shower, adjusting the hanging curtain to be sure none of it splashed onto the floor. Then, after giving it a few minutes to warm up, she stepped under the pleasant stream.
As she covered her body with soap, running her hands across her breasts and down between her legs, Gina was even more thankful that Kellie had opened her home to her. If she had stayed back at the office, the odds were that, despite her initial disinclination, she probably would've wound up at the party at Clancy's and once there, who knew what might've happened. Given her long dry spell, that night with David notwithstanding, plus her tendency to drink too much at parties, she could have woken up tomorrow morning having done something, or more specifically, someone she'd later regret.
As she rinsed herself off, Gina's mind drifted a bit and she found herself wondering what Kellie did for sexual relief. She was, even close to forty, still an attractive woman, but in none of their conversations had she ever mentioned a man in her life. And from what several co-workers had told Gina, Kellie never brought anyone to corporate social functions. Some said she was married to the job, while others just thought she was a private person who preferred to keep her professional and personal lives separate. An even smaller few had more salacious theories.
Sandra Collins, who had been at the firm nearly a decade, believed that Kellie was having an affair with her boss, an idea that, given recent events, Gina was no longer so quick to dismiss as ridiculous. If nothing else, it might explain how Kellie could afford an apartment like this. Private secretaries were often called "office wives" and the distinction between them and actual wives could easily blur. She and Abraham Bernstein were only eight years apart in age, the financial wizard having been something of a 'wunderkind', and their relationship, whatever the details might be, had lasted longer than his two marriages combined.
'Whatever the truth, it's really none of my business,' Gina thought, putting the matter out of her head as she finished drying and tried on the pajamas.
Examining her reflection in the mirror, Gina thought the outfit was actually sort of sexy, especially with the top few buttons left open. It displayed a good amount of cleavage and the material, while not silk, felt rather nice against her skin. It was also thin enough to show off her pert nipples through it. If they weren't too expensive, she considered buying herself a pair.
Exiting the bathroom, she found Kellie waiting with a similar outfit draped across her arm, one in dark navy blue. She took a moment to examine Gina's, declaring it a perfect fit.
"They're very comfortable," Gina replied, thinking that was the safest thing to say about them.
"Then of course they're yours to keep," Kellie replied."
Gina was about to object, then realized; what else was Kellie going to do with them, give them to her niece as second hand goods? Not likely, especially after Gina had worn them without panties.
"Thank you," Gina said with a grateful smile.
"I'll only be a few minutes," Kellie said as she passed Gina and stepped into the bathroom. "The cable guide is on the end table; why don't you check the schedule and see what might look good?"
Picking up the guide, Gina spent some time going through it. There were certainly a lot more choices than offered by the regular broadcast stations. In the end, she settled on two likely prospects, each different enough from the other to give Kellie a choice. Hearing the shower turn off, Gina put down the guide and got up to turn on the television, when a silver framed photograph resting on the top corner of the console set that she hadn't noticed before caught her attention.
The photo featured two young women in graduation robes. The girl on the left was obviously a much younger Kellie, and since it was a college photo Gina guessed she was about twenty-one in it. The other young woman looked to be the same age, with long straight brown hair and an equally impressive physique. They each had an arm tightly wrapped around the other and shared an expression that said they were close. There was no inscription and Gina wondered who the other young woman was.
Now totally nude, she turned on the water in the shower, adjusting the hanging curtain to be sure none of it splashed onto the floor. Then, after giving it a few minutes to warm up, she stepped under the pleasant stream.
As she covered her body with soap, running her hands across her breasts and down between her legs, Gina was even more thankful that Kellie had opened her home to her. If she had stayed back at the office, the odds were that, despite her initial disinclination, she probably would've wound up at the party at Clancy's and once there, who knew what might've happened. Given her long dry spell, that night with David notwithstanding, plus her tendency to drink too much at parties, she could have woken up tomorrow morning having done something, or more specifically, someone she'd later regret.
As she rinsed herself off, Gina's mind drifted a bit and she found herself wondering what Kellie did for sexual relief. She was, even close to forty, still an attractive woman, but in none of their conversations had she ever mentioned a man in her life. And from what several co-workers had told Gina, Kellie never brought anyone to corporate social functions. Some said she was married to the job, while others just thought she was a private person who preferred to keep her professional and personal lives separate. An even smaller few had more salacious theories.
Sandra Collins, who had been at the firm nearly a decade, believed that Kellie was having an affair with her boss, an idea that, given recent events, Gina was no longer so quick to dismiss as ridiculous. If nothing else, it might explain how Kellie could afford an apartment like this. Private secretaries were often called "office wives" and the distinction between them and actual wives could easily blur. She and Abraham Bernstein were only eight years apart in age, the financial wizard having been something of a 'wunderkind', and their relationship, whatever the details might be, had lasted longer than his two marriages combined.
'Whatever the truth, it's really none of my business,' Gina thought, putting the matter out of her head as she finished drying and tried on the pajamas.
Examining her reflection in the mirror, Gina thought the outfit was actually sort of sexy, especially with the top few buttons left open. It displayed a good amount of cleavage and the material, while not silk, felt rather nice against her skin. It was also thin enough to show off her pert nipples through it. If they weren't too expensive, she considered buying herself a pair.
Exiting the bathroom, she found Kellie waiting with a similar outfit draped across her arm, one in dark navy blue. She took a moment to examine Gina's, declaring it a perfect fit.
"They're very comfortable," Gina replied, thinking that was the safest thing to say about them.
"Then of course they're yours to keep," Kellie replied."
Gina was about to object, then realized; what else was Kellie going to do with them, give them to her niece as second hand goods? Not likely, especially after Gina had worn them without panties.
"Thank you," Gina said with a grateful smile.
"I'll only be a few minutes," Kellie said as she passed Gina and stepped into the bathroom. "The cable guide is on the end table; why don't you check the schedule and see what might look good?"
Picking up the guide, Gina spent some time going through it. There were certainly a lot more choices than offered by the regular broadcast stations. In the end, she settled on two likely prospects, each different enough from the other to give Kellie a choice. Hearing the shower turn off, Gina put down the guide and got up to turn on the television, when a silver framed photograph resting on the top corner of the console set that she hadn't noticed before caught her attention.
The photo featured two young women in graduation robes. The girl on the left was obviously a much younger Kellie, and since it was a college photo Gina guessed she was about twenty-one in it. The other young woman looked to be the same age, with long straight brown hair and an equally impressive physique. They each had an arm tightly wrapped around the other and shared an expression that said they were close. There was no inscription and Gina wondered who the other young woman was.