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She had just finished hours of work on her computer and was happy to finish up for the night and give her eyes a rest. Rising from her chair after turning her monitor off, she headed straight for the bathroom. Grabbing her towel and her favorite soap and shampoo, she turned on the water in her shower, then began to get undressed.
Stepping inside, she let out a moan, the warm water felt good on her back. She stood there for a few minutes before even attempting to wash or move. She thought to herself about how many hours she spent in front of the monitor working away on files. Then she realized just how much she enjoyed the IM's she would get from her online male friend and how talking to him on line would make the work go along much easier.
She grabbed her back brush and put he favorite body wash on it. She always loved the smell of roses and everytime she used that particular gel, it would relax her and she felt sexy and alive. After washing her back, she grabbed yet another tube that smelled the same but had bits of sand in it. She used her hands and began rubbing her legs and feet. Once she had finished those area's she then added more sandy gel to her hands and did her torso, starting at her neck. As her hands reached her breast, she began to daydream. She thought about her online male friend and how sexy his voice was. She began to fantasize about him and what it would be like if he was there in the shower with her. Her breathing began to get deep and fast. She could almost imagine his hands on her. She then slipped her hands further down her body.
She realized that she had needs and a shower was not going to take those needs away. She quickly finished her shower and dried off. Grabbing her rose scented body lotion, she went to the bedroom and began to apply it to her entire body. Again her hands began to wander where it would make her feel good. She reached under the bed and grabbed the little satin bag she had tension reducing toys in. Laying back on her bed, she began to rub her body.
Betty had lived a lone for many of years. She was content with how her life was shaping up and in here eyes, a man would only complicate things. She was set in her ways, living life how she seen fit, schedules that were flexible, and never having to answer to anyone. She so enjoyed being with a man but one night stands had become a risk. The kind of men she would sleep with were men that only wanted a relationship or men that were married and wanted a mistress.
Morning had come quickly and Betty was still tired. She began her normal morning exercises. Although she didn't want a husband, she still liked having men look at her and needed to look good for them. For a woman in her forties, she had the body of a twenty eight year old woman. Her waist was only 30 inches and her hips and bust, the perfect 36.
Betty quickly grabbed a shower after he exercises. She slipped into a form fitting skirt, high heals and a tight pullover sweater. Her breast were full and the V-neck sweater made her cleavage very visible. She then quickly curled her auburn hair with the curling iron so that the curls turned to the back and lay just nicely on her shoulders. She applied her make up and leaving her house, she gave herself the final look in the mirror, then she rushed out the door.
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