The smell of fresh hot coffee pulled me from a very restful sleep. I opened my eyes to find Kay sitting on the edge of the bed next to me holding two mugs in her hands. Even in my groggy state I could see that she was wearing a fluffy terry cloth robe and my blue silk pajama pants.
"Here take a sip of this." Kay said holding one mug out to me.
I took the half full mug from her a small sip was all I needed to wake me up fully.
"Hmmm. Tastes good." I said.
I handed the mug back to her for a second while I pulled myself up and leaned against the head board.
Kay turned toward me and lifted one leg up on the mattress. Her robe got caught under her leg and pulled open exposing her soft cleavage. Seeing me look down at her tits Kay giggled and said. "No time for that this morning."
As she handed my coffee back to me I said. "Not even a quickie?"
Kay laughed and replied. "Sweetheart we don't DO quickies."
I had to agree with her. Our lovemaking always took hours and hours which was just fine with me. After all what healthy man in his right mind wouldn't want to have this sexy mature vixen in his sack for hours and hours.
Kay glanced at the clock on the night stand then exclaimed. "Oh shit it's almost eight thirty. I've got to get ready to open the shop."
She jumped up and headed to the bath room. I took another sip of coffee and slid off the bed following her to the bath.
"What's your hurry?" I asked
"You have no idea Allen. Those damn yard sale shoppers are out by seven and they'll be waiting at my door if I don't get there promptly at nine." Kay remarked.
She was already in the shower so I just turned around and peed. Kay heard me and stuck her head around the curtain and said. "Don't flush please." Knowing the shower water would turn instantly scalding hot.
Leaning against the vanity I asked. "What time do you want me to pick you up today?"
"You can come by anytime but I'll lock up at two." She replied.
"Great we'll be able to make the sack race then." I teased her.
The shower turned off and Kay pushed the curtain back. Her sexy body dripping wet. "Can I have a towel please." She asked.
As she patted her lovely body dry Kay said. "The only sack race I'm gonna take part in will happen later when I race you to the sack."
Kay was clearly in a hurry to make it to Junk to Jazz before the early morning crowd and I decided to let her alone while she dressed. Oh course I would have rather watched her cover that sexy body but opted for a second mug of hot coffee.
I was at the kitchen table sipping my morning drink when she came bounding in from the bed room.
Kay wore a nice fitting pair of jeans open toe sandals and a white tank top with a identical white cotton bar beneath.
"You have time for another coffee?" I asked.
Kay glanced at the clock and said. "Running late I'll have to pass."
She grabbed her purse and checked to make sure her store keys were inside. As she headed to the door I stepped between her stopping her hasty exit.
"Leaving without even a good bye kiss?" I asked.
She smiled and leaned against me. Our lips met in a very short light kiss. "Don't be late I'm looking forward to our date today." Kay said.
I slid aside and opened the door for her. "See ya at two sweetheart." I said.
I watched as she walked to the elevator. Her step looked like a woman on a mission. I smiled knowing Kay took her business very seriously.
As the door glided open she looked toward me blew me a kiss then disappeared into the elevator.
I closed my apartment door and freshened up my coffee taking a full mug out onto the balcony.
I looked over the railing just in time to see Kay briskly walking toward the corner then disappeared again.
I sat down on my one balcony chair and enjoyed my first cigarette of the morning my third cup of java and the cool sunny day.
My thoughts were of the picnic later in the afternoon. I was fairly sure that if Kay and Francine actually met they'd hit it off. After all they were both extremely sexy quick witted and have a great sense of humor.
I knew first hand they both love soft sensual lovemaking with a bit of kink thrown in and this was the perfect opportunity to get them together with out the office gossips suspecting anything.
I was a little concerned that Francine wouldn't show up. Obviously her husband would most likely be dragged there kicking and screaming. Or perhaps she'd be cooped up at the office finishing Marge's project.
I thought about taking a drive to the office to see her but since she'd be alone that probably would wind up turning into the second time I'd fuck her.
My cigarette landed in the middle of the coffee can as I stepped back inside. Five after nine. I had five hours to kill. Straightening up the place and washing the wine glasses from last night took all of fifteen minutes.
I decided to gather up my dirty clothes and that bag of damp blue satin bedding in my spare bed room and head to the laundry in the basement.
The laundry is located directly across the hall from the elevator so when the door opened I could see inside the laundry. Staci Van Holden was sitting on a chair reading a magazine. I smiled and thought it's your lucky day Goodman.
She didn't immediately look up from her article waiting until I came through the door carrying my bundles of dirty laundry.
"Morning Allen." Staci said.
"Good morning to you." I replied.
"I see we had the same idea today." Staci commented noticing my pile of laundry.
I laughed a little then said. "I've been neglecting this chore and now I'm gonna pay the price.
As I dropped the bundles Staci offered. "You should keep up with your laundry. Never know when your favorite outfit might come in handy."
I loaded two machines. After making sure they were filling properly I took a seat across from Staci.
"Guess I should have brought something to read with me." I commented.
Staci had returned to her magazine but looked up and said. "It's usually quiet down here. I seldom have company while I'm washing my things.
She closed her magazine and tossed it into the bottom of an empty basket. "I'd rather chat with you anyway."
I smiled and replied. "Thanks Staci."
Her warm smile and dazzling eyes acknowledged she was happy for the company.
"So Allen." Staci began. "I expected you to call me. You did say I could bet the farm on that call."
"Yes I did and I have to apologize for not calling you. It's been nuts at work this week and our company picnic is today." I explained
"Well you could have called just to say hi and chat a little." She remarked.
I'm not one to spend endless hours just chatting on the phone. I suspect it's the business I'm in but my phone calls are usually short and to the point.
"I have a friend staying over this weekend who's air conditioner is broke and won't be repaired until Monday." I explained not really sure why I offered that as an excuse for not having called."
