I was off work early that day. I was in our apartment alone. My wife, Trish, was still at work and would be for about 2 more hours. I had quietly settled in with a bourbon and water when I heard a knock on the door. As I opened the door, I recognized Judith, the wife from next door. She had a strained look on her face as she said, "I've locked myself out! I'm about to pee my pants because I've been waiting in my car so long for my husband! Can you help me?"
I was surprised that this thin, dark-haired, very shy young woman was so expressive. I had never heard her say anything like that before. Hell, I had never heard her put more than two sentences together before. I wasn't sure how I was going to help her, but I told her I would try, but first, did she want to use our bathroom? "Oh God YES!" she exclaimed. I quickly let her in and led her to the bathroom. While she was in there, I retrieved my keys from the bedroom on the off chance that my house key would work in her lock.
I heard her flush and wash her hands as I waited by the front door, so we could go over to her place and see if we could get her into her apartment. During the short walk she explained that she carried her house key separate from her car keys. "It might seem strange," she said, "but I've just always done it that way." She didn't realize until she returned home from work that she had left the house key on the kitchen table, and because her husband left for work after she did, he had locked the place when he left not realizing she had left her keys. Dan wasn't expected to be home for another couple of hours.
I told her that we would try my house key just in case it would work, but if it didn't work (and it shouldn't) we would probably need to go to the landlord and ask him to come with his master key to unlock her door. We walked to her door and I gave my key a try. As expected, it didn't work. It wouldn't even go in the door.
I said, "Let's go back to my place and call the landlord to see if he can help."
She replied quietly, "There might be another way to get in. The window next to the front door doesn't lock very well and we may be able to open it."
I looked at it and realized that if it were unlocked I could with a little effort crawl through the window and open the door from the inside. I began working with the window and in short order had it open. I crawled on the porch railing and went through the window and inside their apartment. I told Judith I was okay and would open the door. She responded with a big smile, "That's great! I knew you could help!"
I opened the door and Judith quickly came in and shut the door behind her. That puzzled me. I was going to leave immediately, but she had shut the door effectively stopping my exit. As I turned to her, she said, "Thank you so much! Please don't tell my husband, Dan, about going through the window or even helping me today. Only Dan, our landlord, and I know about the window. We've been trying to get him to fix it for a couple of weeks."
I agreed that I wouldn't say anything to anyone. She smiled and leaned into me with a kiss on my lips. I was shocked by this formerly very shy lady who said almost nothing nearly all the time. I stepped around her to open the door and leave when she stepped in front of me.
She looked at me demurely and asked, "How can I repay you for doing this? We haven't been close as friends, and you came right over to help when I asked. How can I repay you?"
I replied, "Don't worry about it. It's what friends do for one another. And this may give the two of us the chance to bring all four of us closer together."
Judith responded, "I would like that - getting closer together that is. But..." She hesitated. "But I was, um, uh..."
"Judith, we're definitely closer friends now. I saved you from peeing your pants! Just say it. Don't hide stuff from me or from yourself! Get it out there and let's discuss it."
She giggled at my comment and then looked at me strangely. I wondered what was on her mind. Then it hit me. "NO! Really? She wants me to fuck her!" Where that thought came from, I don't know, but there it was.
"Could I..." she began. "Could I repay you. um, with..." She unbuttoned the three top buttons of her blouse. She looked directly into my eyes. "Could I repay you with these?" She unbuttoned the rest of her blouse and shirked it off. It dropped to the floor. She stood there in her tight black skirt and black lace bra.
Now it was my turn to be nervous. "You don't have to..."
She cut me off. "I don't have to do anything. But if I want to do something and you are willing to join me, then we will do what we want. And you did say we are friends now." She looked at me expectantly. Now it was my turn to be hesitant.
"I, ah..." Suddenly I had a boost of confidence. "I need to see more than what I would see in a swimsuit."
