I arrived home a little after ten and stepped out on my balcony to have a smoke. The air was cooling and I was sure the next morning would be crisp and clear. Glancing down and across at Kay's apartment a warm glow of lights shown through her drawn drapes.
I thought about calling her but decided not since it was after ten and I figured she'd be turning in shortly. I was just about to drop my cigarette in the coffee can I used as an ash tray when I noticed her drapes move a little.
Kay slipped through the material and stepped to the railing of her balcony. Her hands moved up to her lips and for an instant the glow of flame reflected off her face. She was having a cigarette before bed.
I decided to have another. Kay tilted her head to expel the smoke from her lungs and as she did I lit my smoke drawing her attention to my balcony.
She didn't acknowledge my presence but I was certain Kay knew I was watching. It appeared that she was wearing a two piece pajama set pants and a button up night shirt. A full moon provided enough light that I could see it was a delightful floral print.
Kay took a second drag on her cigarette and then placed her hand on the railing holding the smoke between two sexy fingers. Her free hand slid up across her belly and cupped one soft breast.
Kay knew I was watching and I knew she was about to give me something to watch. Kay took another drag on her cigarette then reached out over the edge of her balcony and flicked it toward the street. I watched as it tumbled down and landed with a splash of sparks in the gutter. I'd have to remind her about littering the next time we met.
While I was distracted for a moment by the fall of her smoke Kay had brought her other hand up and was now massaging both lovely breasts through the fabric of her night shirt. Her finger tips tweaking tight nipples between slow circular motions of her palms around the complete breast.
Kay never looked up toward me but she knew that until she slipped back through the drapes I wasn't going anywhere.
Very slowly Kay unbuttoned her night shirt starting at the top and working her way down. As the last button opened she drew the material out and around the sides of her lovely full breasts. Her delicate fingers circled each warm orb making smaller and smaller circles until she could use just one sexy digit to draw tiny circles around her taut nipples.
The soft moon light reflected off her creamy flesh as Kay moved both hands to one lovely full breast and lifted the hard nipple toward her extended tongue. The moist tip flicked seductively at the hard flesh and I thought I heard a soft moan from across the street.
The other soft full breast received the same treatment and after she moistened that nipple with her tongue she dropped her arms and used them to press the pair together. Her flesh glowed in the soft moonlight and I stared intently as her little bed time show continued.
I watched as she moved one hand back up to cup a soft breast and the other slipped under the waist band of her pants. I knew that my imagination would have to provide the images of where that hand moved and what it touched but I was okay with letting my imagination run wild.
Her head tilted back as delicate fingers found the hard nub of her clit while she softly massaged one breast. I imagined her sexy fingers slipping beyond her vulva and dipping deep into her moist honey pot.
My eyes were glued to what they could see and my mind filled in the details of what I couldn't.
Her soft hand continually moved from one full breast to the other rubbing the fullness of each then sexy fingers tweaked each erect nipple.
I could see her pants moving in front but the fabric kept the details hidden. Judging from the way Kay tossed her head back and forth I imagined that the hidden hand was bringing her closer and closer to orgasm.
She eventually gave in to her lust and moved the hand that had been caressing her breasts inside her pants joining the other to pleasure her hot pussy.
I definitely heard a louder moan just before Kay turned around and leaned hard against the iron railing throwing her head back she groaned deeply as her soft delicate fingers brought on her orgasm. Her body shook with pleasure and she tossed her head side to side rich red hair flying everywhere. Her movement slowed and I knew the self induced orgasm was subsiding. I saw one delicate hand slip from beneath her pants but the other was hidden from my view. Without ever looked toward me Kay slowly walked forward and disappeared between the fabric of her drapes.
I stood there for a few minutes hoping she'd return but eventually the dim glow of light from behind her drapes disappeared and I knew she had retired.
I went back inside and did the same covering the huge wet spot on my bed with a couple bath towels.
As I suspected Friday morning dawned crisp and clear a preview of the autumn season that was just around the corner. My morning coffee tasted especially good as I relaxed sipping from my favorite mug on my balcony.
The events of the previous day ran through my mind. Francine had turned out to be an awesome lover sandwiched between an incredible morning blow job and the bed time exhibitionist show that Kay provided. I was certain I wanted to have these two lovely vixens at the same time.
Friday is casual day in our office and I slipped on a pair of jeans and a cream colored sport shirt before heading into work.
Francine's car was already in its assigned space when I pulled into the lot. I flicked my morning commute cigarette out the window and pushed the transmission into park. Not only is Friday casual day but it's also the one day of the week that I can guarantee not a single outside salesman would appear. Only the inside staff of six women and the other sales manager would be in the office today. I'd have ample opportunity to talk discretely with Francine about a possible menage a trios.
"Morning." I said as I stepped out of the elevator and walked by our receptionist's desk. "Good Morning Mr. Goodman." She replied.
There were seven phone messages on my desk the result of me taking the previous afternoon off. It took me a good hour and fifteen minutes to return the calls. Once I'd taken care of that I grabbed my coffee mug and headed for the small kitchenette where the coffee pot was usually at least half full. But this was Friday and with the small number of workers in the office no one had bothered to brew a second pot.
I had time to make a pot so I rinsed out the pot and dumped the old grounds in the trash can. While I waited for the brewer to finish I leaned against the counter watching the few folks there trying to keep themselves busy move past the door. Just as the coffee maker started making that funny gurgling sound it does when it's almost finished Francine appeared in the doorway.
"Did you make fresh coffee?" She asked with a broad smile on her glistening pink lips.
"Yep" I replied.
Francine was also dressed casual but her casual was still very sexy. She wore a pair of tight jeans with a perfect crease ironed into the front of the legs. A pair of black heels and a pale blue cowl neck sweater. Her hair just touched the pale blue knit covering her shoulders.
"Great I'm ready for a second cup." Francine remarked as she stepped into the kitchenette.
"Should be done in a couple seconds." I answered.
Francine stepped past me and leaned against the counter as I turned to face her. Her sexy smile reminded me of the incredible time we'd shared yesterday not that I needed a reminder.
I saw her look past me before she whispered. "You were incredible yesterday."
I grinned and replied. "We were incredible."
Just then Janice our receptionist stepped in. "Do I smell fresh coffee?" She asked.
I turned and leaned against the counter. "You sure do." I answered.
As Janice fixed her coffee I decided the kitchenette was going to be too busy a place for me to have a discrete conversation with Francine.
After Janice was finished I poured myself a cup then held the pot out toward Francine. She extended her empty mug and I filled it about three quarters full. "You like cream with your coffee right?" I asked.
Francine grinned at me then replied. "Yes do you have any left?"
I laughed knowing she was making a joke about the copious amount of cream I'd provided last night.
"Sorry this will have to do." I said smiling widely and holding out the jar of instant creamer.
"Thanks I suppose a substitute will have to do." Francine replied.
Marge was next to interrupt us. "Oh here you are Fran." She said extending her hand holding an envelope. "I didn't want to leave your pay check on your desk."
"By the way..." Marge started then paused when I interrupted her.
"Gotta go excuse me Marge." I said slipping past Marge and out of the kitchenette.
