My husband at the time had made dinner plans & cancelled them at the last minute. That was usually code for "I'm going to fuck one of my side chicks." What a dick! He was so arrogant! I opened up a bottle of wine & after a couple of glasses began making some calls to do something. My girlfriends were all on dates. My boy toys were all "busy" or available much later tonight. Aaarghhh!! I really didn't feel like going out. So I went out to the balcony that overlooked our apartment complex pool & parking lot. I had a couple drags from my pipe & decided to do some laundry. There was this really cute guy that lived on the same floor as we did. I wasn't sure if he was gay or not since he lived with a another guy. He didn't appear gay but you never know. So I change into some really small & tight booty shorts made from Spandex. No panties & put on a large T-shirt & since my breasts are small I had no bra. I put on a load & went out to the balcony to enjoy my drink. I notice the cute neighbor parking. He was wearing some tight shorts, a tank top & was carrying a gym bag. he looked yummy from afar. So I decided to "run into" him on the hallway.
I stood by the outside of my door, since our unit was close to the elevator I could hear when he gets to our floor & time our running into each other. I hear the elevator open & since he had to go past me to reach his apartment & I needed to go past him to reach the laundry room I'll be able to check him out & maybe talk with him & see what my "gaydar" tells me. As he turns the corner from the elevator lobby I turn around to walk that way. Our eyes quickly meet & we smile at each other. I take the initiative & say hello & introduce myself. He tells me his name is Jeff & we begin a very light conversation. As we are both talking I am trying to check him out & quickly notice he is doing the same thing. Gaydar goes clear! He had just returned from the gym & needed to do some laundry. I mention I just put in a load now & was going to see how much time I had left. "Great. I'll probably see you there." he answered. I walk away to the laundry room & he goes to his apartment. Maybe this evening can be salvaged after all. The laundry room was relatively small & usually kind of hot due to the equipment & poor ventilation. There was a small folding table & a couple of folding chairs.
I could easily have gone to my apartment & waited but I wanted to see if he would come over quickly or shower 1st. I was hoping that he wanted to "catch" me in the laundry room before showering hoping for another opportunity to talk. My senses were right on point. He opens the door holding his laundry bag. I was facing the washer & ensured I bent over to give him a quick look of my behind. Due to my big ass the bottom of my ass cheeks are always exposed when I wear booty shorts. Since I was wearing a long T-shirt they were not really visible. So I bent over & when I stood up pulled my T-shirt up to wipe my brow so he could see my ass cheeks better. I then turn around & say Hi again. That was quick. He said he hates doing laundry so I give him some pointers & help him load the washer. We are engaging in small talk but I can tell he is a bit nervous. I am beginning to sweat due to the heat now being greater due to both washers & dryers operating at the same time.
