Gerty XVIII in gerty

By the time Charlotte led Gerty back to her bedroom she seemed to be her old self. The smiles returned as did her excitement about whatever came next. Once again Gerty shed her clothes with little motivation to put anything else on. Charlotte thought to herself she had never met someone so pleased with being naked. Charlotte asked,

“So Gerty, do you have something dressy to wear or would you like to look over dresses in my closet?”

“I got stuff to wear but I am always happy to shop others people clothes.”

Gerty went in the closet and Charlotte felt the stimulation from the events earlier in the day. Thinking better of the idea of going through those feelings again she said.

“I’m going to hop in the shower and get this chlorine off me before I think of putting any clothes on.”

Gerty didn’t reply so Charlotte went into the bath and turned on the shower. Bathing suit removed she was in the shower soaking up the steaming water pouring over her head and neck. Charlotte felt the relaxation that came from the heat, calming her mind from the emotions of the day. It was like being awake in a dream as the water washed away the day.

Charlotte jumped as hands ran down her back. The touch was barely there as finger tips ran down her spine. Gerty whispered,

“It was a fun day Charlotte. Did you have fun today? I like having fun all the time. Do you want to have more fun Charlotte? I know something fun. It is a different fun but I think it a must have fun.”

Gerty was soft but mechanical in her words. She spit out one sentence after another as though she was asking questions but not expecting answers. Charlotte softly said,

“I had fun Gerty.

Gerty squeezed Charlotte shoulders and Charlotte sighed as her muscles relaxed from her touch. Gerty brought her arms around Charlotte from behind and her lips came to her ear. Gerty whispered,

“Trust me Charlotte. I can make all the pain go away.”

Charlotte felt Gerty breasts press against her back and her finger tips crisscross her body.

“No more memories in your eyes…..”

Gerty bite Charlotte’s ear lobe and slipped out of the shower. Charlotte thought Gerty was trying to torture her with her sexual tantalizing. She leaned against the tile wall and basked in the steamy air. Gerty was gone and like before Charlotte stood bewildered by another encounter with her crazy little friend.

Gerty had selected one of Charlotte’s dresses instead of her own clothes. Charlotte came in to the bedroom to find Gerty pulling on what is known as a “little black dress” in fashion. The neckline plunged enough to show cleavage but still was tastefully discreet. For once Charlotte was the naked person wandering around the bedroom with no hurry to dress. Charlotte lay down on the bed and watched Gerty finish getting dressed. Gerty smiled brightly and said,

“Well aren’t you a little tease.”

Charlotte scoffed,

“You must be shitting me Gerty. Really? Me a tease. Now that is rich. I’m trying to recover from the shower scene and you’re making smart ass comments.”

Gerty laughed and said,

“It’s fun. I like fun and you are very fun.”

Charlotte spread her legs and replied,

“Well why don’t you bury some of that fun right here.”

“Get dressed silly. We will be late for dinner.”

Charlotte was not exaggerating about dinner at the Bergstein’s. Eleanor had a full length dress fit for the red carpet. Mr. Bergstein wore a thin lapel tux with matching neck tie instead of the traditional bow. The staff wore white gloves and it was drinks before dinner. Whatever was on the menu was wafting about the home and hinted of the dining pleasure to come.

Mr. Bergstein chimed in,

“There are my girls. Look Eleanor. Look how beautiful the young ladies are.”

Oh my, you girls look just darling. I am so glad you could stay Gerty. I want your gentleman to join us too. He may be in your employ but I won’t be having guests eating separately. Where is Mr. Schultz anyway dear?

Gerty feigned surprise and asked,

“Has he not returned? Let me get my bag and find out the delay. He was helping Uncle Melvin but they should be back by now..”

Gerty ran back to the bedroom and dug out her seldom used cell phone. Its only purpose was to call Fritz. Gerty hit number one on the speed dial. Fritz was waiting for the call and picked up immediately.

“You can come back now Fritz.”

Gerty hung up and returned to the study where the drinks were being served.

“Well I have very bad news. Fritz is still at Uncle Melvin’s trying to get him ready. I’m afraid he had too many cocktails and got sick on the way back. Fritz has been waiting to see if he might start feeling better. He is still sleeping.

Eleanor said,

“That buffoon of a brother or yours daddy, really. Gerty you tell Mr. Schultz to get right over here and leave that idiot there. I don’t want him at the table tonight anyway.”

I already told him just that Mrs. Bergstein. He’s on his way.”

Charlotte thought to herself,

“No more memories may be right.”

Fritz stood by the front door of Bergstein’s house and gave Melvin a parting glance. A curtain cord was noosed around his neck and tied to the bannister post at the top of the stairs. Melvin dangled against the wall with his feet balanced on a small reading table. Hands were tied behind his back and a sock taped inside his mouth.

“Mr. Bergstein, do not despair. I assure you I will return as soon as I come available. Better yet, I expect others may wish to come and visit. I believe there may be more fun yet to come. Until then I bid you adieu.”