She has a friend

"OK Kyle" Monica's voice is almost bursting with excitement. You start towards her and then pause in stunned disbelief. You are not surprised to see the powder-blue nightie that barely reaches Monica's thighs as she kneels on the bed; it is pretty much what you expected, a pleasing combination of simplicity and 'come fuck me' all at once. The nightgown however is not what has you stopped in shocked silence.

Monica is not alone. Kneeling by her side with a coy smile on her face is a familiar looking woman about her age and dressed in a matching nightie only hers is in a deep wine color with cream trim half covering her very ample bosom.

"I'm sure you remember Alice, Kyle." Monica helps you out with a grin on her face that tells you she knows you didn't recognize the shy librarian at all. "She'd like to join us, if that's OK with you?"