Madeline stooped down to grab her clothing from on the floor. She looked around for her lace g-strings. Not seeing them, she gathered her silks, blew Steven one last kiss, and walked out to the dividing hallway. She stopped to re-dress herself before making her way to her suites.
Steven sat back in the lazy-boy and grinned. His cock was dripping wet and slick with cum. Their cum. He searched around for the bottle of wine and the joint. He eyed her mangled panties under the sofa, and the lost joint. Damn, no lighter. He reached for the bottle on the side table and took a swig of his Chianti. Pulling the bottle down, he spotted a forgotten pack of matches on the floor by the Lazy-Boy. Jack pot. Literally. He reached down and grabbed his boxers and the pack of matches in one snatch. This day was an emotional roller coaster. What else could happen today? He chortled as he struck a match and puffed on Madeline's joint. Holding the hit in, he stretched back and enjoyed the solitude.
When Madeline entered her suites through the garden terrace doors, she noticed her room had been serviced. She called out for Charlie. Her return call came from the bathroom. Madeline made her way to the large showering rooms and began stripping from her silks. She placed them in her dry cleaning hamper and made her way to the shower. The black slate room had a waterfall and bench in one corner and a seven head sprayer in the other. The large window front served as a screen for the shower and fourth wall for the sauna. She turned the waterfall on and called for Charlie once again. Charlie peeked her head out from the linen closet and called out, again. "In the closets, Maddi. I'm getting your soaps, oils and bath sheet ready."
Charlie was about Madeline's age, only a year older. Her mother was one of the first women that Steven and Emily had hired on their staff once they purchased the house. Emily thought Charlie would be a wonderful playmate for her Madeline. They played in the gardens and kitchens as young girls. When Madeline started at St. Katherine's, so did Charlie. Having her mother's outgoing personality and great looks, Madeline made friends quickly. Charlie, however, was less fortunate and more shy. Regardless, Madeline would drag her friend to countless parties, cotillions, and other social gatherings that only "the elite group" were invited to. Charlie hated attending those things, and but was grateful for Madeline's friendship and generosity, and didn't want to disappoint her only friend. As they grew older, she was more then an friend to Madeline, she was Madeline's confidante. All her secrets, her desires, her hopes, dreams, and fears. Charlie knew more about Madeline than both her parents and their superiors at school, and certainly more than those two psychotic bimbos, Adele and Briana. They shared so many magical memories together. They were closer than sisters. When Emily took to being sick, Charlie was the only staff member allowed in Madeline's suites. Now, she works strictly for Madeline. She loves spoiling her friend with little treats on her pillows, or new, exotic bath salts and perfumed oils. Charlie was grabbing the newest of her oils along with Madeline's bath sheet, when Madeline walked up behind her and squeezed. Almost spilling the decanter, she set down her armload and turned around to a now naked Madeline. Charlie didn't know what to expect. Madeline was ecstatic. "Slow down, Maddi!" Charlie cooed. "Now tell me what's going on."
Madeline knelled on the bench in front of her vanity, a devilish look twinkled in her eye. "Join me!"
"What?!" a shy Charlie asked
"Join me in the shower" she said "like we used to when we were younger."
"But we were younger then, and didn't know better. We are older know, and know it's inappropriate." Charlie said smiling.
"Yes, but it's so fun, and we had our best conversations in the shower. PLEASE" whined the excited Madeline.
"What could be this important, that it requires a shower conversation?" giggled Charlie, untying her uniform.
"I'll tell you while you wash my hair." said Madeline excitedly.
"Fine, let me get the Bronner's and bath sheets, and I'll be right in." Charlie finished undressing and grabbed the armload of oils, Bronner's and bath sheets from the closet.
"Yay!" Squealed Madeline, jumping into her shower, a naked Charlie following closely behind, shutting the large glass door .