Still 30 minutes until the next meeting.Sally had hung her jacket up when she had first come into the office. That left her in her matching skirt, gray with a faint pinstripe that went with her blouse. Earlier she had pulled out one of the upper desk drawers and cushioned it with a throw pillow from the couch and had sat back in the reclining chair. She propped her legs in their dark gray heels and light gray stockings on the edge of the drawer. She lifted one leg and examined it critically. Ankle still trim, calf shapely, thigh smooth and showing the results of a near daily regimen at the gym. She lowered that leg and examined the other. Still pretty darned good, if she did say so herself.She lifted her feet from the pillow and stood up. She walked to the office door and peeked out. She could see down the hallway, past open doors to Beth, the receptionist and jack-of-all-trades who kept the place running. Often Sally had called from the field needing anything from an phone number of. She unsnapped it, but she couldn't seem to make herself let go of the straps to let it fall.Jerry reached around her and started the shower. When he looked back, she still was holding her bra on. She saw him smile at her. A gentle smile, the smile she'd fallen in love with so long ago. Humping her shoulders, she let the bra fall as she reached to slip her panties off. Never breaking eye contact, she stood and put her shoulders back so her husband could see what belonged to him, and him alone.When Jerry's smile showed appreciation, Jenny let out the breath she hadn't been aware she'd been holding. Jerry stepped into the shower and turned so his back was to the nozzle. Jenny stepped in letting him block most of the water. She was trembling when he took her into his arms and kissed her on the top of her head. She didn't know if the trembling was caused by fear or anticipation. Jerry led her in a little shuffle dance so that they were standing sideways to the nozzle in their tub/shower..
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