"Bread and Butter" isn't that what some people say when something comes between them?
In this situation she and he came out the kitchen door of their apartments at the same time carrying plastic totes containing weekly laundry. The thing between them was an individual's washing machine.
Their apartments were adjacent and were joined at the rear by an undivided porch area where Laundry facility connections had been installed during original apartment construction.
They'd also moved into their apartments within days of each other and had shared some of the same original problems new tenants endure.
They were very near the same age and he was single while she was divorced with a son nearly five years old.
After several chance meetings they'd begun to joke with each other and now more than a year later their joking had become more sexually detailed although they'd never been intimate or dated.
It was a Friday afternoon and her son was at school in Kindergarten but sometimes walked home alone on weekdays. If she didn't walk to school, meet the boy and return home together her son would walk solo to arrive about three-fifteen and knock on the door.
He was tall and rugged looking but strong and had a nice personality although he sometimes joked too often to the wrong people. He was well-educated, more than mildly successful and worked from his apartment. He loved larger women and fully appreciated her. He'd even thought many times of asking her out but so far the right moment hadn't arrived.
She was cute with big eyes, nice lips and a constant warm smile. She had wide hips, great boobs and weighed around two hundred pounds at five foot one inch tall. She'd never lost the weight she'd gained when her son was born and condemned her willpower for its lacking. She didn't work but lived on alimony and child-support from her ex. She had an education and would go to work in a few years when her son was mature enough to care for himself while she was away in those hours between school dismissal and her arrival home.
They'd said hello and looked each other over that day before beginning to load their washers.
He straightened up after dumping a load into his washer while she was still sorting things. He checked her out again as she leaned into the machine and liked even more what he saw.
He joked that if she kept bending over like that he might get the wrong idea and come up close behind her to make her day.
She laughed as she straightened again, pulled her skirt down in the rear and glanced down at him as she said it looked like he was ready.
He glanced down where she was focused and noticed the obvious sign of arousal in his jeans. He felt self-conscious and hurried to smooth down the rise while she laughed. He wasn't wearing a shirt or shoes and she was wearing a low-cut blouse that didn't look like she'd remembered a bra.
He smiled and told her that someday he'd really surprise her when he followed up his remarks with action.
She smiled back then said in such a case she might be tempted to give him an honest blowjob to cool the thing. It had surprised him then and she asked why he thought it would be a surprise as she added detergent and some kind of stain agent to her machine.
He too added detergent then closed the top and started his machine.
He smiled and asked her if she was good at giving blowjobs and she smiled back, winked at him and said every guy she'd ever known that way had thought hers were perfect.
Now she started her machine and before he could respond she glanced down at her wristwatch and exclaimed she had to hurry and get ready to go for her son. She informed him her ex would have the boy for the weekend and was picking him up at four before she said goodbye and hurried into her apartment.
He stood immobile a few minutes thinking and then he heard more water running. He turned off her machine and listened. He heard the sound of water through that pipe to her machine and wondered if she was showering or taking a bath. He listened moments longer and his thoughts of her being naked began to gnaw at his hunger.
He turned her machine on again and started toward his own kitchen door but suddenly stopped, turned around and marched to her door instead.