Gail got out of bed after laying there naked for fifteen minutes wondering if the day would be as uninteresting as most of the others. While crossing the bedroom she stopped and looked in the mirror at her naked body. "Well, not bad for 46," she said out loud.
Her breasts were slightly droopy but nothing drastic. Her pussy was not shaved but had been trimmed regularly. Her hair was a luscious brown, and thanks to the dye she used, her roots were the same colour. She'd always been proud of her figure and looks, even after her husband left her for a 20 something secretary that worked in his office.
Her left hand moved down between her legs and her middle finger stroked her pussy lips. She often played with herself while looking in the mirror, either standing up, or laying on her bed. She imagined it was somebody else's fingers making her wet.
As her finger pushed slowly inside she heard her phone ring. "Shit", she said, walking over to her dressing table and picking it up. It was the will-writing company that she'd contacted a few days ago to make an appointment. The woman said that the rep was called Jerry, and would be over to see her at 2:30 as agreed.
At 2:35 the doorbell rang and Gail opened the door to see a tall well dressed woman standing there. Blonde, in her 50s, good figure and a nice two piece suit. "Hi", she said, "I'm Jerry Dale, you were expecting me."
"Oh...... er...... hello....." Gail said. "I'm er sorry, I just, er..."
"Let me guess, said the woman "you were expecting a man."
"Yes, I suppose I was", said Gail, please come in."
