Something (Moderately) Professional

A small smile crept across Kara's lips before she dug into one of her dresser drawers and fished out a black garter belt and matching stockings. She put the belt on and then sat on her bed as she rolled the stockings up her long smooth legs. Where the leggings ended high on her thigh, she clipped the straps onto the garter. Next, she stood and walked back over to her closet; out of it she grabbed a white, short-sleeved, button down blouse and a dark grey skirt.

For a moment her eye darted towards her dresser again, specifically, the drawer where she kept her bras and panties. The corners of her mouth turned upwards slightly as she remarked the nearly unnoticeable layer of dust that covered the handle to the drawer. She always made an effort to clean it before it built up to levels that Max would notice; however, Kara couldn't help but chuckle at the knowledge that she hadn't opened that drawer in nearly two years.

Returning her attention to what she was doing, Kara put the shirt on first leaving a couple of buttons undone at the top to display a moderate amount of cleavage and then adorned the skirt about her waist. The skirt ended on her thigh higher than what could be considered 'modest', actually hinting at the top of her stockings when she moved. Further, there was a long slit up the side of the skirt ending where it clasped together at her waist. Finally, she found the perfect, cropped, blazer to complete the outfit and, putting it on, regarded herself in the mirror again.

While her whole ensemble could be considered risqué, it was still (barely) decent.

Satisfied, Kara left her bedroom and descended the stairs and into the kitchen where she found her husband sitting at the table checking something on his phone. At the sound of her, he looked up and smiled. "Wow! Look at you beautiful!" He said with an appreciative gleam in his eye.

"Why thank you." Kara replied and returned his smile after she performed a mock curtsy. She then walked to her husband and gave him a quick kiss, before sitting beside him to eat the meal he'd already prepared.

"Nervous?" He asked.

Kara shot him a 'cute' look before she held up her hand and pinched her thumb and index finger together, "Maybe a little."

Max laughed and rose from his seat to give her another kiss on the cheek. "Don't worry." He said and then took his empty plate to the counter, "Dressed like that, you'll knock'em dead."

"Thanks love." Kara beamed and then returned to her meal while her husband went about preparing to leave.

As Kara finished her breakfast and Max grabbed his keys to leave, she couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt. While she was as truthful with him as she felt she could be, she never told him everything that she did at work. How could she? Kara did what she could to keep her work life at work, and not bring it home with her; but knowing her course load for this year, she wondered how long she could keep things that way.

She was shaken from her thoughts as Max said, "I'm off, have a good day!"

Quickly, she hustled over to him and gave him a long kiss before saying, "You too."

With another quick kiss, Max picked up his briefcase and was off to work. Kara returned to the table and cleared her own plate before gathering her things together and leaving for her first day back.