Getting ready Beth's mind at first was not thinking anything about the night ahead.  It was focused on business.  She had some juggling to do to strengthen the commodities team and she wasn't  happy with the options.  As she painted her toenails and fingernails in a chestnut brown to match her dress she paused occasionally to speak into the voice recorder on her phone, and it wasn't until they were all dry, she'd slipped off her towel and she was putting on her basque (http://www.wildandsexy.co.uk/ecomm/wildandsexy/image/basque-3.jpg) that her mind turned to the night ahead.<br/><br/>As so often even pleasure had overtones of business, and tonight was no exception.  But Beth was really looking forward to it, and it was the social side and getting to know Vicki better and also meet her husband that was the important part of the evening for her.  Slipping on her bronze Jimmy Choos she smiled, it was shoes that had first started them talking, and she'd been very pleasantly surprised in the boss's daughter, expecting the worst and finding something very different indeed.<br/><br/>In a way it was surprising they hadn't done this a long time ago, they certainly clicked and at the club shared some very speaking looks, and were obviously tickled pink by exactly the same things.  In fact it was sometimes hard to keep a straight face when their eyes caught.  Even that lunch time when Billie had starting spouting off about women in politics she had had to struggle to keep a straight face when Vicki's sparkling eyes had met hers.<br/><br/>She sat down at her dressing table, brushing her hair and pinning it up loosely, and then put a little make-up on.  Little was the operative word as she always kept it to a minimum, and after smudging her eyes lightly with a bronze cream eyeshadow and putting one some toffee lipstick she was done.  She knew she was lucky to have a slightly golden skin, and one that tanned so easily, it was always so much easier to be as natural as possible, less touching up during the day and less to worry about.<br/><br/>It didn't take long either to put on her dress and bangles, Vicky had said at lunch that it was very much smart caz and she was planning a relaxed evening not a formal one. That suited Beth, even at work she didn't subscribe to the 'suit and snoot'  look as she liked to call it, she liked to be comfortable and feel feminine, and underneath feel dam sexy in lingerie that made her feel so good and gave her an inner strength  that helped her play the part.<br/><br/>Checking herself over in the mirror, she was pleased with her outfit  (http://i830.photobucket.com/albums/zz222/DiverseDesires/outfit.jpg) the basque meant there were no straps to mar the lines of the dress and she loved the texture of the chestnut crochet over the silk.  She sighed, that was one area her willpower definitely had its work cut out for her, shoes, clothing and lingerie were such fun, and she had to constantly rein herself in when it came to designer sales.  But she wasn't alone in that, she thought as she got into the taxi, Vicky obviously had an eye for lovely things and she wondered if her husband had too -  he'd certainly chosen a beautiful and very intelligent wife, so that was a mark in his favour.<br/><br/>Her bronze pashmina loosely around her shoulders and carrying her clutch bag, some beautifully scented  Hyacinths  (http://www.marksandspencer.com/Marks-and-Spencer-Hyacinth-Gift/dp/B000OF0LZK?ie=UTF8&ref=sr_1_2&nodeId=216042031&sr=1-2&qid=1301312180&pf_rd_r=0BC3BMK37MD9CDMBTD1X&pf_rd_m=A2BO0OYVBKIQJM&pf_rd_t=101&pf_rd_i=216042031&pf_rd_p=215570647&pf_rd_s=related-items-3) and a box of her favorite champagne truffles, she rang the doorbell, a smile already hovering on her lips as she felt that the night held a lot of promise.