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“And
I knew where I’d seen an identical one…that day, on the desk in
your office!”
    Gaëlle
blushed.
    “I’m right,
aren’t I?” Gabi went on. “That wasn’t a crumb you choked on, that
was my oh-so-perfect, always in control boss, having a full-on,
can’t-control-it orgasm!”
    “Um.”
    “And that made
me admire you even more for your daring! Did you know the girls
were all sure that you had a secret sex life? People who’d met your
Jérôme said there was a twinkle about you both when you were seen
together. There was no way you could be as asexual as you tried to
appear, and we were convinced that you dressed so formally just to
hide the fact that you had a sexy body! When I saw that remote
control I knew we’d been right. The dress I saw in your wardrobe
just confirmed it.”
    “I was a lot
younger then.”
    “I’d gamble
that if you put that dress on right now, it would still fit. Do I
win?”
    “I’m not as
toned as I used to be, but I haven’t put on weight, so I suppose
so.”
    “So did
you?”
    “Did I what?
Have an orgasm while you watched? Very well, then. Yes, I confess.
I did. Happy now?”
    “To an extent.
And the secret life?”
    “You’re being
nosy, Gabi,” Gaëlle said, but had to smile.
    “I was sure of
it. Can I ask why?”
    “Why what? Why
I was playing with a vibrator in my office? Why I had an
orgasm?”
    “I’m not twenty
any more, Gaëlle, and you know perfectly well what I mean. Why just
then?”
    Gaëlle sat back
and thought for a moment.
    “It was the day
I first came into the office with my new haircut, which reminds me
I still haven’t had it done, and it needs it.”
    “Don’t try to
change the subject!”
    “I was feeling
rather sexy that day. There was the new short hair, and I was
wearing new earrings, too…”
    “I remember
those! They were beautiful!”
    “A present from
Jérôme, as was the vibrating egg. He’d hidden it in my bag, and
when I found it, I couldn’t resist trying it out. We had a
wonderful sex life in those days,” she said, deciding to be frank.
“It didn’t usually overflow into my work life, but just that once
it did.”
    Gabi
pouted.
    “So it had
nothing to do with me? There I was, flattering myself that I’d
turned you on, and now you’re telling me it was a figment of my
imagination.”
    “It had a lot
to do with you, Gabi. You’re a very attractive young woman now, and
you were then, although in a different way. I was already turned on
when you came in with my lunch, and I allowed myself to be
tempted.”
    “Tempted
how?”
    “To stimulate
myself more and more, while you were there, to see if I could come,
but still hide it from you. It would have been an abuse of my
position to involve you more than I did.”
    “But you still
haven’t told me how I was involved! Are you teasing me?”
    “Not at all. I
was just going over that moment in my mind. As I said, you were
attractive, sexy too, but not artfully.”
    “I wasn’t all
that innocent!”
    Gaëlle laughed.
“I was a very late starter myself,” she said. “I forget how
precocious most young women are! But what I meant was that there
was something appealing in the quality of your budding sexiness
that was very exciting for me.”
    “So it really
was me, then? I’m glad I didn’t know at the time! I’d have run a
mile! But I’m glad I know now. I had no idea that you were
bisexual.”
    “I don’t like
labels. I don’t think they’re helpful. It just so happens that I
find some women attractive, as well as some men.”
    “I understand.
Is it all right to ask if your husband knew?”
    Gaëlle felt her
heart lurch.
    “It isn’t easy
for me to talk about that, but yes, Jérôme knew. It was part of our
sex life.”
    “I’m regretting
never having met him, more and more,” Gabi said. “I bet that he
would have enjoyed that we’re talking together about him and about
sex, though.”
    Gaëlle nodded,
then smiled. “Oh yes! He’d have