Cindy wasn't exactly sure when she had decided to seduce Gina. But it was firm and now she had to figure out how she was going to do it. She wasn't sure what steps to take but realized her desire for her older coworker was growing stronger each day.

Cindy had been working at this branch of a major bookselling chain for about 4 months when Gina first came to work. Cindy worked evenings and went to college during the day. She was a junior, single and 20 years old. She liked the evening shift, which gave her a chance to study after the early rush.

Gina on the other hand was in her late 40's. She was taller than Cindy's 5 foot 5 inches by three inches and had a more rounded and softer body. Both women had light brown hair, although Cindy had blue eyes and Gina's were gray. Small talk had revealed Gina had come back into the workforce after her youngest child had left home. She liked the evening shift because her husband worked nights as an electrician at one of the nearby manufacturing plants. She had told Cindy this allowed them time together during the day.

Gina had laughed, "He gets paid more for working the nights and with all three kids in college we can use every dime."

The offhand comment had given Cindy pause for a bit. She had not really considered that Gina's children were probably her own age. She thought it over carefully. Was she attracted to Gina as some kind of mother figure? Decidedly not, she thought. Cindy had found herself becoming interested in other women about 2 years before. That had lead her to several encounters with college acquaintances. As delightful as they were she had been thinking an older, more experienced woman would be more exciting. Gina was older and quite attractive. Since Cindy had not noticed her showing any apparent interest in the other girls other than friendly conversation, seducing her would be would be a challenge as well as fun.

Cindy found that apart from anything else she enjoyed Gina's company. Gina had traveled, was well read and intelligent. Cindy also discovered she had a wicked sense of humor. Most of the other females wore clothes that pushed the term "casual" to its limits. Gina wore nice clothes that flattered her older figure. These outfits often included skirts that let Cindy discover that Gina had a very nice pair of legs and a rather cute bubble butt. Cindy made it a point to go out of her way to find ways of working with Gina and becoming closer friends. They began to arrange their working hours more closely together and took to having coffee after work.

Additionally, Cindy made an effort to lessen the personal space Gina felt with her. Without being too open, Cindy took every opportunity to stand close to Gina. Whenever it was possible Cindy would touch Gina, very briefly at first, growing to longer periods of resting her hand on Gina's arm or shoulder. Cindy was careful not to rush and would casually withdraw if ever she sensed her friend was becoming uncomfortable. Over the weeks her efforts had paid off to the point that Gina seemed to almost expect Cindy would stand very close, touch her or even brush alongside her.

One evening the two of them were working late unpacking a shipment that had arrived at closing. Since neither of them felt the need to rush home after store hours the manager had developed the habit of letting the two of them shut every thing down after the safe had been locked up. The two women had even started sitting together a bit and talking about the day. Cindy had been thrilled at the latest development as she took the opportunity to use a love seat in the reading area that allowed her physical contact with the object of her attentions. They had not had an opportunity to relax though when the storm that had threatened all day finally broke.

"You make a break for it Gina," advised Cindy. "Its going to get worse and it would be a shame to ruin that lovely outfit." She had admired Gina's skirt and matching blouse all afternoon, especially when Gina had stooped to pick something up. Cindy had not been able to resist once bending over and peeking as Gina had fumbled in a box. Cindy was quite surprised, and very delighted, to discover Gina had dispensed with panties under her pantyhose.

"Okay, Cindy," the other woman replied. She grabbed her pocketbook and covered her head with an old newspaper. "You come right on too, it does look like it's getting really bad."

"Don't worry, I will." Cindy let Gina out and watched the woman run towards her car. She locked the door and went into the back room to turn the lights out and check the loading door. She came out front to set the alarm and heard a frantic tapping of keys on the window by the door. Peering she suddenly realized it was Gina and ran to open the front door.

Gina burst through the door completely drenched from head to foot. "That darn car! The automatic locks won't open. I was dancing around the parking lot trying to get any door to open. Look at me, "she wailed. "I'm a mess. And my husband's car is in the shop so he can't come get me. How am I going to get home?"

For one moment Cindy completely went blank. Then she noticed how Gina's wet clothes were clinging to her, completely outlining her shapely body. "Gina," she said almost without thinking. "You're a hour away from home and you'll catch your death in those soaking things. I'll run you to my apartment. Its only 10 minutes away and you can dry off and wait till the storm passes."

"Are you sure?"

"Of course I am. Look at you! You're shivering now. Stand here and I'll get my car," directed Cindy. She raced to her old car, hopped in and pulled it to the door. Gina set the alarm, locked the front door and jumped in the open passenger door. Cindy took one look at Gina's legs, her skirt plastered to them and stepped on the accelerator.

They drove the short distance to Cindy's apartment and rushed through the front door. Cindy unlocked the door and turned on the lights. She looked at her older friend. "Oh my gosh, Gina," She exclaimed. "You're soaked all the way through and you're shivering. Come on." Cindy took Gina's hand and pulled her down the hall.

"Cindy I'm getting your floor drenched!" protested Gina.

"It will clean up latter. No arguments now." Cindy led Gina into the bathroom off her bedroom. Take your clothes off and put them on the sink. Then take a hot shower and warm up. I'll hang your clothes and get you something to wear. Gina smiled in thanks and then completely surprised Cindy by kissing her on the cheek.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome." Cindy answered with a smile. She took the opportunity to return Gina's kiss, but "accidentally' missed her mark and kissed Gina briefly on the lips. She pretended to not notice what she had done but closed the door and called out, "Tell me when you're in and I'll bring you something to wear and get your wet things."

After a minute or two Gina called out she was in the shower. Cindy returned, bringing a white terrycloth robe that she hung on the door hook. She scooped up Gina's wet things and hesitated. She couldn't resist taking a quick peek through the translucent shower door. Just the outline of Gina's nude form and the half seen body were enough to completely fire Cindy's determination. She slipped carefully out and all but ran to hang up Gina's clothes. She hurriedly got out of her own clothes, donning a very short silk robe held closed with a simple tie at the waist.

"Don't take all night Gina," Cindy called through the door.

Laughing, Gina replied, "But it feels So GOOD Cindy."

"Well, come on out and I'll give you a back rub. I bet I can make that feel even better."

"Oh, that sounds lovely," Gina said eagerly. "Be out in a minute."

If not quite that fast Gina did appear shortly in the bedroom. Cindy had thought this opportunity through while Gina was in the shower and had prepared. The bedroom was lit with candles and she had warmed some oils. She directed the older woman to stretch out on the bed and make herself comfortable. "Here, Gina," She said as she handed her a large dry towel, "Slip that robe off and put this over you." Cindy carefully appeared to neither stare nor look away as Gina took the robe off and placed it on the nightstand before laying down and draping the towel over her bottom.

Gina knelt beside Gina and carefully dribbled some of the warmed massage oil over the woman's back. She slowly spread it and began to gently rub Gina's shoulders. At first she was careful to confine her attentions to Gina's shoulders and her back around the shoulder blades. As she felt the other woman relax she began to deepen her efforts and moved her hands farther down. Slowly she worked her way down to the small of Gina's back. She began to use long strokes, all the way up to the shoulders again and then back down. Each time she pushed the towel a little farther down over Gina's hips, exposing the swell of her bottom and the very top of her cleft.