Summary: Nancy attends a corporate retreat with four other women from her department, including her good friend Mary. When two of the girls decide to try naked hot-tubbing after a long day's work, Nancy is reluctant but interested. She gets even more excited after telling her husband about it by phone. But, she's surprised by her friend Mary's reaction to the whole thing. But in the end, Nancy and Mary meet in the middle, so to speak.

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Story: Nancy and the Hot Tub: part 5 of 7 by LaurenMom (FF + M, mast, phone, oral) (Jan 2010)

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"I'm so glad you called, Mary," Nancy said as she gestured Mary toward one of two chairs near a small table in the bedroom.

Mary didn't say anything. Rather she took a seat in one of the chairs, folded her arms and looked at the floor.

"Are you O.K., Mary? What's wrong?"

Mary looked up and shrugged her shoulders.

"I don't know," she replied, trying to sound nonchalant.

"I know you're upset about something. Come on, Mar. What's up?"

Mary looked down again and crossed her arms.

"I just don't understand you," Mary said after a pause. "I thought I knew you, Nancy."

"What are you talking about, Mary? You do know me. Please, just tell me what's making you angry."

Mary looked up at her friend and rolled her eyes.

"How can you ask what I'm angry about? What the hell was that at the pool? I thought we came here to work, not to get involved in that kind of shenanigans."

"We did come here to work, Mary. But we came here to relax and have fun together too. I think Ang, Beth and Jan just got a little carried away. They were just fooling around."

"Just fooling around? Come on, Nancy. Just fooling around? I think they're all in bed together right now!"

Mary arose from her chair and began pacing a small area of the floor.

"I thought they might be. Believe me, Mary, I didn't expect that to happen. Not in my wildest dreams. But, you know ... they are adults. They can do what they want as far as I'm concerned."

"Did they have to bring Jan into it? I've always thought she was pretty conservative. I'm sure she'll regret getting involved in that in the morning."

Jan knew that something else had to be on Mary's mind. She watched her friend pace for another thirty seconds and then spoke again.

"Mary! Look at me, will you please?"

Mary slowed her pace and half looked at Nancy, but then just kept going. Nancy stood up and walked toward Mary. When she got close enough she took her friend by the arm.

"Mary! I'm serious. WHAT is going on with you?"

Mary stopped in her tracks and looked into her friends eyes. Nancy saw Mary begin to well with tears. She invited her to sit back down, and Mary accepted.

"Honey, please tell me what has you so upset," Nancy said.

This time Mary returned her gaze.

"I just ... I don't think I can... ," Mary said before tears began to fall gently from her eyes.

"Ohhh, Honey ... don't cry. It'll be O.K. whatever it is. You can tell me."

"It's just ... it's embarrasing," Mary managed to say.

"Mary, even though we work together, I consider you my best friend. And I think I'm yours. You can say anything. It won't leave this room. I promise."

"You are my best friend, Nancy," Mary replied after somewhat successfully calming herself. "That's why I said I thought I knew you but I don't know if I do."

"What are you talking about? What is it that makes you think you don't know me?"

"Why did you join in with them!" Mary asked with a great deal of energy. "Jan is one thing. But did you have to go along with them too?"

"Oh, Mary, Honey ... is that it? You're upset because I did what I did? I knew you weren't too approving what was going on. I just acted on impulse. You know I didn't want to upset you. I had no clue you would react this way. I don't really even think I did anything that bad."

"You took your top off in front of everyone! You kissed all three of them! You don't think that's kind of a big thing?"

"Obviously not as much as you did, Mary."

"Well, I just don't think it's something you should be doing, that's all. What if your husband found out?"

"Mary, as far as I'm concerned, what we five adults do after work is over is our business. I don't know that I'd want to put this in the department newsletter and I'm not going to go back and gossip around the office about it. Nor do I think the other three will either. Besides that, I already told Bill about what happened."

"You did?" Mary said, looking surprised.

"Yes, I did. I hung up with him just a minute before you called."

"What did he think?"

"It didn't upset him at all. In fact, he got a kick out of it," Nancy said, trying to keep her smile to herself.

"Seriously? Typical man."

"Aren't you going to tell your husband, Mary?"

"No way! Are you kidding? He would freak out if he knew that kind of thing went on here."

"O.K. Well, our husbands are different. I dont think that matters right now. Mary, I still think there's something you're not saying about what has you so upset. I still don't understand why you would care if those guys stripped, or kissed or even went to bed together."

"Not those guys!"

"What? What do you mean?"

"I don't care if Angela and Beth, and even Jan do that."

"I'm not following you," Nancy said. "Are you saying you're upset because I joined in?"

Mary nodded while looking at the floor, trying to fight back a new threat of tears.

"Why, Mary? What difference does it make if I took my top off in front of the other women and even I kissed them. Why is that making you so angry?"

Mary balled her fists as if she were going to hit something. For a moment Nancy thought she might have to get out of her friend's path. But then Mary got control of herself and it seemed the threat of rash action was passed. Finally Mary spoke.

"Why not me?" Mary mumbled.

"What? I didn't understand you, Honey."

"If you wanted to kiss someone, why wasn't it me?"

Nancy stared at her friend in stunned silence. Did Mary just say what Nancy thought she said? Could Mary possibly have heard Nancy the night before after all? Nancy realized that Mary was staring back at her with a somewhat expectant look. She seemed to want an actual answer.

"Wha ... what?" Nancy managed to finally spit out. "Mary ... what did you say?"

Taking stock of her own words, Mary suddenly looked embarrassed and returned her gaze to the floor.

"Mary. Mary, please. Did you say what I thought you said?"

"Just forget it. I never should have come over."

Mary arose from her chair and walked deliberately toward the door. Nancy got up and followed.

"Mary, no! Don't go. Why did you say that?"

Nancy put her hand on her friend's shoulder, which made her stop and turn around.

"I ... I don't know, Nancy. I was just upset. I don't know why I said that. It's ridiculous. I'm sorry."

Mary turned toward the door and Nancy touched her shoulder again, which made her turn back once more.

"Honey ... is that why you were upset about me kissing them? Are you really saying you ... you wanted me to kiss you?"

Mary looked at the floor once again, then walked past Nancy back into the center of the room.

"I don't know what's wrong with me, Nancy. Please, forgive me. It's just ... when you took your top off tonight ... I thought ... I felt..."

"What, Mary? Please tell me."

"I couldn't believe it. But I felt instantly jealous."

"Jealous? What do you mean?" Nancy asked.

"Jealous like, I didn't want them to see you. I wanted to see you myself. I don't why."

"You wanted to see me ... without my suit?"

"Yes! O.K.? I'm sorry, Nance ... just let me go, please. I'm sorry I said anything. I feel so stupid."

She moved toward the door again, but this time Nancy blocked her way.

"Just hold on, Mary. You can't just come and say that and walk out. Seriously ... just wait a minute."

Mary stood still and stared into her friends eyes. Neither knew what to do next. Both were afraid to do anything for fear of misinterpretation and further embarrassment. Nancy then felt a surge of boldness and thought it was now or never. She reached up and unbuttoned the top button of her pajama top. Mary stood frozen watching her. Another button. The stare between the two women grew intense. Another button, leaving only one.

As Nancy slid her hand to the last button on her pajama top, Mary stepped forward and kissed her on the mouth. She had to stand on her tiptoes to accomplish this, as Nancy was considerably taller. Mary then stepped back silently. Again the two did nothing but look into each other's eyes. Suddenly, a giggle erupted from Nancy's throat, which spurred one from Mary. Within seconds they were laughing hardily and soon after that, they were hugging each other tightly.

"Oh, Mary! What has gotten into us?" Nancy asked.

"I think we're both nutty! I really don't know what came over me, Nancy. Are you mad at me?"

"Of course not, Mary."

"Did you ... did you mean it before, when you said I was your best friend?"

"Absolutely. And, um ... I guess you meant it when you said you wanted to kiss me, huh?"

The women drew apart enough to look at one another.

"Yes, I sure..."

Before Mary could finish her sentence, Nancy planted a kiss on her lips. The women held on to this kiss for much longer than the first.

"I guess, maybe you wanted to kiss me, too, huh?"

"Yes, I did, Mary. But, uhhh..."

"What is it, Sweetheart? Tell me," Mary entreated.

"Well, do you still want to see me naked?"

"Uh-huh," Mary said as she nodded her head.

Nancy slowly took two steps back, then stood in place. She reached her hand up to the bottom button of her top and undid it. Just as she had done the night before, the garment hung open, exposing her from her neck to her waist. Nancy suddenly realized that any shred of self-consciousness had evaporated. She tugged at the pajama top and allowed the silky fabric to fall to the floor. Nancy stood topless in front of her friend.

"There it is," Nancy whispered.

"It's beautiful," Mary replied. "You're beautiful, Nancy."

"Thank you, Honey. You're pretty hot yourself. In fact, I have to tell you that I'm pretty anxious to see you too."

Mary wore a white cotton robe which she now opened. Under it was blue New York Yankees t-shirt which was several sizes too big for her. It hung loosely down to her mid-thigh. Mary took off the robe and tossed it onto the chair she had been sitting in. She reached down and grasped the bottom hem of the t-shirt and began pulling it upward. But rather than sweeping it over her head and revealing herself as Nancy had done, Mary got cold feet.

"What's the matter?" Nancy asked.

"Ohhh... ," Mary exclaimed. "I don't know if I can do it."

"What do you mean, exactly?" Nancy asked, suddenly fearing that Mary would back out.

"Taking my clothes off. You know ... with the light on and everything."

"Why?" Nancy replied, feeling relieved. "Oh, Mary ... you have such a wonderful body. Please, let me see it?"

"Thanks, Nance," Mary said with a smile. "I just don't know."

"Hey ... any chance you might like to continue this under the covers? Would that help?"

"You mean, in your bed?" Mary asked.

"Yea, Mar. I was thinking that might be a good next step."

"I think it might help a lot," Mary said, returning her friend's smile.

The two met for another kiss before moving to the bed. Mary asked if the light could go any lower. Nancy found the fact that Mary was more insecure about her body than she herself was to be very interesting, and affirming. She knew the light was on a dimmer and she turned it down enough to a level she hoped would give Mary confidence, but that would still allow her to see her friend's petite bod. Then then went to the bed and climbed in ... Nancy first, then Mary. They lay side by side looking at one another in the now dimmed light.

"What the hell are we doing, Mary?"

"Anything we want, Nance."

This brought a huge smile to both women's faces. Then they drew tightly together and began to kiss.

end of part 5

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