Terri's Dilemma

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Terri came home from the office exhausted. She sighed a big sigh, "No classes tonight!" It had been a trying day with what seemed like a million customer service problems?each more complicated or ridiculous than the previous. As she walked in the front door, she immediately decided that she needed two aspirin and a nap more than anything else...even food.
When she walked into the bedroom, she took a deep breath of relief. Terri always kept her apartment immaculately clean. She had been raised to live as though a house-full of company could arrive without warning. She slid her pumps off at the edge of the bed and massaged the bottoms of her feet against the deep piled carpeting.
Removing only her over-blouse, she kept on her shell top and slacks as she reclined onto a mass of pillows that she kept fluffed on the bed. It didn't take but a minute or two for Terri to go off into a slumber world.
After Terri had completed college with a bachelor's degree in Business Administration she was lucky enough to secure a position with one of the larger companies in town. Now, just a year after starting with NBroke, she had moved up the administrative chain to the Supervisor of Customer Services.
The grueling pace of evening classes in Network Administration and all of its studying combined with the frustrations of the job was taking its toll on her mentally.
She awoke with a start as the phone rang. Still groggy she answered, "Uh, Hello?" A male voice on the phone says, "Did I wake you or something like that?" It was Bill, one of Terri's fellow workers and an occasional drinking buddy and confidant. Terri and Bill had spent many a lonely evening comforting each other over a glass of wine or going to a concert or club.
Bill, like Terri was divorced and hadn't made the adjustment back into the world of the singles. The fact was, neither of them really wanted to be single, but either of them could not find any real companionship out in this "real world."
"Ya' interested in going for a couple of 'tails at Moe's?" Bill inquired. "Since it's a weeknight we can't be out late, especially with the craziness at NBroke; and Moe's is always so comfortable," Bill concluded. Terri pondered for a second, still groggy from her nap.
She now also felt the pangs of hunger, since she had only brought a bag of fruit slices for a lunch. "Up the ante by a bacon cheeseburger and fries and it's a deal!" she responded. Bill didn't hesitate and snapped back, "You got it girl! See you at 8ish."
She hung up the phone and looked at the clock on the nightstand. It was 7:15, she had slept for almost two hours.
Terri undressed while she was still on the bed, then gathered up all of the clothes and put them into the hamper in the bathroom. She swirled the dials of the shower to allow the water to warm up and then went to the mirror to pin up her medium length baby-fine hair. She toed the water and it was almost searingly hot, just the way she liked it. Terri entered the shower and basked in the sensations of the hot water pouring over her fatigued body.
As she was absent-mindedly and slowly washing herself, the soap bar edged along her pubic mound and brushed against her clitoris. A wild tingle ran up her spine. She didn't normally get excited over something like this. There was noting exotic about it. Her mind, still in a half-fog, snapped back into reality. She paused a moment ... then ran the soap directly along her womanhood, applying just enough pressure on her clitoris to make her tingle. Her knees began to wobble and she thought to herself, "God, I haven't had a good orgasm in weeks, but I've got to meet Bill." She stopped rubbing her clitoris, rinsed off, and stepped out of the shower.
The mirror was fogged with the steam of her hot shower, but she still managed to see a partial reflection, just enough to unpin her hair and fluff it out just a little. She went into the bedroom and slipped on a bikini panty, and then for the oddest reason?which she couldn't decipher?and totally out of her normal sequence of dressing, slipped on a pair of red 4" pumps. She checked herself out in the full-length mirror on the closet door. She turned this way, then rotated, "Not so shabby," she said aloud.
Terri was not a slight gal by any standard. She stood 5'5" gebze escort in her bare feet, and while not really big boned she presented a striking frame. Her breasts were a firm 36C, which aided in concealing the 28" waist she had gained lately. Her legs were tanned and long and lean, leading up to a perfectly rounded rump.
Not the prettiest gal in town, but certainly a looker. Pleased with herself, she slipped on a front hooking scalloped bra that nearly overflowed with her more than ample breasts.
Next she pulled a red-flowered cotton midi-dress on, leaving the four bottom buttons unfastened. The scoop neck of the dress showed plenty of her cleavage?especially in that brasserie. "What the hell," she said to herself, "It's only Bill, and he's seen me in my smallest bikini lots of times. Maybe I'll even get lucky!"
Terri was not an exhibitionist, nor a sex-seeker, but loved it when men noticed her. And since her work attire had to be strictly-business, she always took advantage of her off time to look the most feminine she could.

When Terri arrived at Moe's, Bill was at the bar and into his second cocktail. She was 15 minutes late. "Hell, he said 8ish." He spied Terri in the mirror and ordered her a 7