Everybody had something, some outfit that they wore that made them feel or look sexy.
To Olivia, Casey was unbelievable sexy in her old softball jersey.
It was one of her first ever, from the beginning of high school. Since she was a freshman (one of only three on the team, Olivia remembered with pride), she'd had the last pick of jerseys and it had been way, way too big for her. Casey usually wore it to bed with a pair of panties, and on this particular morning, her hair was tied back in a ponytail as she leaned back against the counter drinking her coffee.
Sitting at the table, munching a piece of toast, Olivia leaned back in her chair and smiled at the sleepy attourney. Her eyes travelled from Casey's toes (which were curling on the cold tile floor) up her long legs to the curve of her ass, just visible under the hem of the jersey.
"Grey?" Olivia asked, nodding towards Casey's underwear.
Casey shook her head and lifted the edge of her jersey, "Navy blue."
Olivia shook her head, disappointed with herself. Casey yawned and crooked a finger, beckoning Olivia. Olivia obligingly stretched and stood, walking toward Casey. Casey wrapped her arms around Olivia and smiled.
"You know, it's the first time this week you haven't taken them off," Casey grinned.
Olivia sighed, "I know, I didn't get in until three-thirty," she kissed Casey's nose, "you looked beautiful asleep."
Casey smiled, "You could have woken me."
Olivia shook her head, "You looked too peaceful. Besides, I'll be home tonight..." her hand wandered down and played across Casey's bottom.
Casey grinned and wrapped her leg around Olivia's waist, "Really?" she asked, an eyebrow raised.
Olivia's eyes slid closed for a second and she took a second to steady herself. Her hand played up and down Casey's thigh and Casey touched their lips together gently.
"Stop getting me all wound up before work," Olivia teased.
Casey smiled and lowered her leg, "Sorry, Liv."
"You're just too cute when you're all cuddly in that thing," Olivia explained, "it covers you up, but lets me see just enough to really, really want to take it off of you."
"Really?" Casey looked down.
"Really," Olivia insisted, "plus, you're always sexy when you're comfortable."
Casey smiled and stroked Olivia's stomach lightly, "Coming from you, I'm incredibly flattered," She kissed Olivia's cheek one more time, "You're the only one I want to be sexy for. But I need to go shower, now. I'll see you tonight?" She asked, putting her mug in the sink as she headed out of the kitchen.
"Wear the jersey?" Olivia called after her.
"Aye, aye coach!" Casey hollered back.