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Laura had promised not only that she'd be done working on the computer by the time Curtis returned with the girls, but also that she'd be showered as well. She finished up the task for work that she'd wanted to get done and had shut down the related applications, but she couldn't resist a quick peek over at Facebook. She couldn't explain it but, after all of these years, a guy she'd known for a long time suddenly seemed to make her feel all tingly. She just wanted to take a quick peek at a couple of his photos, not thinking consciously that she was going to be stripping naked immediately after.
It had been ten years since they'd worked together, and since she'd moved 900 miles away, but there had never been anything between them other than being friends and coworkers. Of course, now she was not only ten years older, but she had young children who limited her opportunities for a sexual outlet and she'd been monogamous with Curtis for as long as she could remember. It was probably good that, if she was going to fantasize about somebody else, it was somebody who was far enough away that it would not amount to anything more than that.
Once she'd finally shut down the computer and got moving, she started thinking back to that project in Salt Lake City that they'd both been shipped off to right after she and Curtis had gotten married. It was difficult being without her husband so soon after their wedding, but she'd never considered doing anything inappropriate. Now, though, she wondered if they found themselves in the same situation, away from their spouses and families, would something happen between them? As she started to undress, she realized that she was incredibly horny. When Curtis got back, he'd have their girls with him, and wouldn't be able to help her out so it looked like it would be up to her.
She peeled off her t-shirt and pushed down her sweatpants while standing before the mirror and noticed immediately how hard her nipples were. She gently brushed her hands over them through her bra, then reached back to unfasten it, letting it slide down her arms. Her tits were not very big, but her nipples were thick and hard, begging to be sucked. She caressed them lightly with both hands while thinking about him again but one hand soon dropped to the front of her panties. Before she drifted too far away, she realized that she wouldn't want to be caught like this and decided to finish what she'd started while taking her shower. She slipped her panties off, revealing her trim, brown bush, then leaned into the shower to turn it on.
As she first wet her hair then began to wash it, she pondered what might have happened on that trip to Utah had the circumstances been slightly different. They'd arrived on a Monday when the Broncos just happened to be playing on Monday Night Football, so after work they'd gone out to grab dinner at a sports bar so they could catch the game. They'd ended up leaving at halftime and each catching the second half in their respective suites at the extended stay corporate housing where the company had put them up. While lathering her body with scented shower gel, she speculated on what would have followed if she'd just gone with him to watch the game in his suite. She recalled that the couch was also the bed in that place, so they'd be basically sitting on his bed watching the game. Would he have made the first move or would she have?