Michelle had finished her work out, showered and then changed. She entered the dining room, her hair slightly wet still-wearing a short black mini skirt and a black tube top that seemed to push her ample breasts up and from which her hard nipples peaked out.  Going over to David she kissed his cheek and patted his ass.  "Hey love." Going over to Tracy she gently touched the other woman's shoulder, pushing back  long hair.  "You ok?" Inside Michelle hoped all was well. Hell if she was in Tracy's shoes she'd be a wreck but the girl seemed ok and-truth be told- Michelle truly cared for her.  When David was away they would talk. To Michelle she was a friend not an employee or maid.