"Yes?"
"Line 1, Victoria. Says it's your neighbor." replied the office's head assistant.
"Thanks Linda." replied Victoria, a slight dread nipping at her mind.
As she hung up the phone and gathered her purse, she had been having a great day. That was until her neighbor called saying that her driveway looked wet. Odd, since there was no rain, as she feared the worst.
She rushed home only to find a burst pipe had flooded her house as the water ran out of her garage when she opened it.
After a quick call to a plumber and the city to turn off her water, she cleaned up the best she could. Luckily it was around her tiled kitchen, laundry room and a bit of the carpet as the kitchen transitioned to the living room.
As Murphy's Law would have it though, her laundry baskets were soaked, specifically her underthings along with gym and lounging clothes.
"That's what I get for putting off laundry." she thought to herself dejectedly.
Grumbling, she hung up everything the best she could in her shower and turned on the vent to keep the air moving.
After turning on some fans to dry the carpet and a report from the plumber that it would be fixed by tomorrow afternoon, she resigned herself to life away from her house for a night.
She went to her bedroom and walked into her closet to take stock of what she could wear. Work clothes hung neatly on their hangers, but she passed over these as she was looking for comfort.
She narrowed it down to a couple dresses, cute but at least not formal. She was glad that her 5'8" frame and her continued working out made these choices somewhat easier. Running helped to keep her around 145 lbs., which she liked how she looked at that weight.
Grabbing these articles, she laid them on her bed while she went back to her closet and opened her lingerie drawer.
She smiled ruefully at her discovery; not a comfortable pair of underwear to be found. Lacy bikinis and boy shorts, thongs and crotchless choices were her choices this evening. She laughed to herself at this, as she knew her weakness for lingerie led her to this.
"At least I am not going out in just a corset or chemise." she thought as she glanced at the back of her closet where her sexy lingerie was kept.
She shivered in slight pleasure to the thought, to her walking around in a lacy chemise in public. She never would do that in reality, but she thought she'd like all the hungry stares from the guys she encountered in her little daydream.
Sighing back to the decision at hand, she grabbed a soft pair of black sheer bikinis and a couple thongs that she didn't think would show through her dress.
Slipping open another drawer, she grabbed a black sheer bra on a whim. If she was going to slip on some sexy underwear, she might as well match. Besides, she liked the thrill to wear sexy lingerie underneath her clothes unbeknownst to the people around her.
Walking back to her bed, she called her boss to tell him that she had to deal with this issue and would not be coming in tomorrow. He understood at least and with it being Friday tomorrow, she felt comfortable taking the time off.
Her burgeoning career in a law firm, even with the stodgy old man's club mentality there, was on the rise. She felt her career course was going well, as evidenced by her continued involvement in publicly visible cases.
Her friend out of college also was brought on to the firm, much to their mutual surprise. Unfortunately, Sasha was out of town visiting family and she couldn't crash at her place tonight.
She gathered toiletries to go along with her clothes and then slipped them into her overnight bag. Giving her house one last look through, she closed the door and walked to her car.
Victoria mulled over in her mind where to go. She really wanted a good hot shower and then perhaps a glass a wine. Something at least to look forward to, at least.
Smiling at a thought, she started her car and drove to a hotel with just the place she had in mind. She decided to treat herself to a place she normally would not spend the money on.
"Besides" she thought, "I do like their quiet bar."
Standing at the front desk, she realised she probably did not look the best. Her hair frazzled, clothes dirty and wet from dealing with her house. Victoria decided she really did not care at the moment, she just wanted to shower.
On a whim she asked the attendant if a suite was available with an oversize tub.
"Yes, I do have one available. Do you want me to book it for you?"
"Yes please." she said gratefully, as she was already looking forward to a long soak.
She received her room keys and rode the elevator to the 8th floor, already mentally slipping into a warm bath.
In her room, she barely took stock of its contents before starting the water. Watching the steam rising, she slowly stripped down, hanging the clothes in the closet.
Placing her toiletries along the side of the bath, she grabbed a couple towels and placed them close to edge as she waited for the bath to fill.
It was about halfway full when she thought screw it and slipped in. The almost too hot water surrounded her as it slowly filled the tub.
Her eyes half closed, she turned off the water when the tub was filled as she closed her eyes and let the water hold her. Her mind drifted along with her body as the warmth pervaded into her.
As she relaxed, she thought about how nice this could be with a man. Laying against his chest as his strong arms wrapped around her. His hands slowly stroked her chest, each movement getting closer to her breasts before slipping back down to her waist, teasing her.
Her eyes still closed, she mimicked her thoughts with her hands, slowly touching herself. She gave in to the enjoyment, letting her mind drift away from the tribulations of her day.
She started sliding her fingertips along the bottom of her breasts before curling them around her as she would like him to do. Her nipples were hardening to this as she started enjoying this more.
Victoria imagined how he would take each breast in his hand, cupping them and lightly tugging on each nipple with his thumb and forefinger.
As she did this to herself, she felt a tingle go down her belly and into her clit and each tug. She kept doing this to herself, imagining as he would be kissing her neck, feeling him hard against her as he teased her.
Slowly her hand trailed down her, before slipping between her legs as she opened herself. She would want this seductive man to slowly touch her along the outside of her lips. Not touching her clit, she kept touching herself how she would like her mystery man to do.