For forty-seven-year old Alison Beckett this was shaping up to be the worst weekend of her life. Her planned date for Saturday night had decided that he would be seeing somebody else, somebody closer to his age group (closer to twenty) and closer to home.
To make matters worse, a good friend of hers had asked if she would mind babysitting her daughter Mandy over at her place for the weekend. Mandy would be starting with a new company and moving into her first apartment on Monday which happened to be in the same town where Alison lived. Just how she was going to entertain a twenty-two-year old whom she didn't know very well - she had no idea. Alison held a position on the board of the hospital she worked for and she'd done alright for herself. It was a rainy Friday evening and had just turned five PM by the time she climbed into her car. She drove out of Park Hill Hospitals underground parking lot onto the rainswept main street and headed for home.
Twenty minutes later she arrived at her modest town house and stepped through her front door. She hung her damp coat and umbrella in the hallway and headed upstairs. Mandy should arrive by seven PM giving her time ample time to shower and cook dinner. She had decided a simple pasta dish would be easiest served with some salad and a decent red wine. Alison went to her bedroom, dumped her purse on the bed and then stepped into the bathroom.
Stripping out of her work clothes which she dropped in a pile on the floor, she paused in front of the mirror. Alison gave herself a long self-appraising stare, she was an extremely attractive woman. Her body was slim at the waist yet curvaceous around her hips, her breasts were large and still perky with the light pink tight little nipples of a woman who had not borne a child. Alison turned to the side and grabbed her backside, lifting it a little higher. Not that it sagged, she was in good shape and the muscles on her thighs and calves of her long legs attested to that. She had honey blonde hair which she kept short and pale blue eyes. Slightly taller than average, she could be a little intimidating to some, though her personality soon put most people at ease. This was possibly part of the reason why Ron, her failed attempt at a date, had backed out.
She turned away from the mirror, stepped into shower and opened the taps and stood under the warm spray. As she lathered herself, her thoughts strayed back to the man she had hoped to be seeing the following night. She was disappointed but couldn't help thinking about what could possibly have happened after their outing... Her hand strayed down over her soapy belly and rubbed a lazy circle over her pubic thatch. She cupped herself dreamily and felt a warm glow spreading through her intimate regions along with a slight moistening. Frowning she snapped out of her revere and shut the taps off and stepped out of the shower. Alison hastily dried herself, brushed her teeth and went to dress so that she could start preparing dinner.
The buzzer sounded at a quarter to seven, Mandy had arrived and was standing outside in the foyer. Getting up from the couch, Alison strode briskly down the hall to the door and opened it. She gave Mandy a warm smile.
"Mandy! Hi! It's been a while, good to see you, young lady." Her young guest stepped inside beaming broadly.
"It's good to see you again too, Ms Beckett!" Mandy replied as she hung her umbrella next to Alison's, "Thank you ever so much for having me over!".
Mandy was about a head shorter than Alison with a form to match, long wavy ash-blonde hair and soft brown eyes. She was wearing a pair of loose fitting slacks and a woollen long sleeved pullover. She had always been strongly attracted to Alison which made her a little bit nervous about being there.
"Please just call me Alison! Come on through to the lounge and make yourself comfortable, I've made dinner." Mandy put down her bag and took a seat on a couch while Alison went through to the kitchen. She brought their dinner through and a bottle of spicy red wine with two thin stemmed glasses.
"Hope it's to your liking, I've just done a bologna is, I'll show you your room and the bathroom after we've eaten, just make yourself at home Mandy". They sat together eating and quietly discussing things that happened over the past few months and then Alison lead her upstairs. After she'd shown her guest where everything was, she said "After you've settled in you can come downstairs for some wine and some company, if you'd like." Heading back down stairs, she was starting to feel better about having Mandy over. Her company was quite a welcome change, and she was a very pleasant young woman.
While Alison sat in the lounge sipping on wine and going through a hospital report, Mandy stepped into the bathroom. She undressed, brushed her teeth and started towards the shower when she noticed Alison's uniform and underwear lying on the tiles. Mandy stood staring at them for a moment, feeling the temptation to pick them up and press them against her nude body. Ignoring it, she showered, dried, dressed and found her attention drifting back to the clothing. She stooped, picked up Alison's blouse which she then pressed to her face, followed by her silk petticoat. Erotic thoughts of Alison flooded her mind, blushing slightly, she dropped the items and went downstairs.
