After getting dressed and walking into the kitchen where Janice was still wrapped in a towel looking at her leftover lasagna from lunch earlier in the day. Jason walked up behind her wrapping his arms around her kissing her neck. "Would you like to heat that up," he asked knowing that he probably startled her?
"Yes I guess, do you think I can do it in this container?" Talking about the plastic to-go container it was packed in.
"Let's be safe and put it on a plate," as he reached into the cabinet to hand her one.
Placing it on the plate, she asked him, "Why are you dressed?"
"If it's ok with you I was going to move your car into the garage, that way you don't have to get dressed."
"Oh, oh ok, yes let me get you the key." She then described the car to him and where it was parked then gave him a kiss and said, "Hurry back."
"Oh I will Baby, I can't wait to get back to you," as they kissed again. Grabbing the keys and placard he was out the door.
Deciding to wait until Jason came back she put the plate of food in the microwave but didn't turn it on. She remembered she had a hairbrush and a small travel stick of deodorant in her purse. Grabbing them and while walking back into the bathroom she removed the towel from her head. After brushing her still damp hair out and applying deodorant she went to the bed where she noticed her clothes were neatly folded on the bed. She thought about putting them on but decided to do as Jason suggested. Walking into his closet she started looking through the possibilities of what to wear of his shirts. She settled on a college fraternity shirt that was promoting a party of some kind.
Slipping it over her head the t-shirt covered her body like a sleep shirt going down to her mid-thigh. She then went back to her laid out on the bed to at least put panties back on. But when she picked them she quickly realized that unless she wanted a wet crotch that wasn't going to work. She decided she would just wear the t-shirt and be "dangerous & naughty," which made her giggle with the thought. But she did take them into the bathroom rinsing them out in the sink then laying them out to dry. As sheer as they were she knew it wouldn't take long before they were dry again.
Then she looked at the bed and the wet sex-stained sheets. Being the neat and motherly person, she had to change them. She went looking to see if he had another set of clean sheets. After a little bit of searching, she found a fresh set of sheets. Having made many a bed by herself she quickly had the bed stripped and new sheets satisfied the bed was properly made. Jason was walking into the apartment when he saw her carrying the solid sheets.
"What are you doing," he asked walking over to her to take them from her.
"I've remade the bed and was looking for your washing machine, you do have one right?"
Taking the sheets from her, he said, "Yes it's through the kitchen. Baby I could have done this," he said, in a loving way.
"I know, I guess just my motherly way of cleaning up a mess. And trust me there was a mess," she said embarrassed. "I can't believe that I..."
Jason already had the sheets into the wash and was looking at her as she was talking. "That you what? I believe it was both of us that made that mess and I couldn't be any happier! Sore but happy!"
"You're sore!! I'm the one who feels like I'll be walking bow-legged for days," she quipped.
"Yes, but wasn't it fun," he said taking her into his arms holding her tight against him. "Damn you're so beautiful," he said looking into her eyes.
"You're just saying that to be nice, I must look horrid."
"No Baby, you look amazing," as he spun her around as if they were on a dance floor. "See, I told you could make my shirts look better on you than they could ever look on me."
Noticing she wasn't wearing a bra as he could clearly see her nipples nearly pocking through the material. He wondered about the panties if she would be wearing the solid panties as well. But that was soon answered as Janice being a petite woman had to stretch up to press the buttons on the microwave that was above the stove. This caused her shirt to rise up just enough to expose the bottom of her ass cheeks.
Not realizing what she had done, Jason pretends to be washing his hands when he asked her if she would get him a plate out of the cabinet. She instinctively did as he asked, as she again had to stretch up this time a little higher which caused more of her bare ass to be exposed.
"Oh yes," he said with a big smile, as she was handing him the plate of which he just set aside.
"What are you talking about?"
