Closing the door behind her and leaning against it after a quick spin, Kelsey pushed her butt back until she heard the lock click. Long an issue she had been on the handyman for, she moved her brain on, not wanting to spoil her good mood. Focused back to her day, the tall, slender blonde looked down to her exposed breasts and skirt that barely covered anything else. She closed her eyes, and rubbed her hands on her body momentarily, mentally reviewing her Saturday so far.
"Four stars," she thought before laughing, remembering her friend's predicament in the tub. Not believing that streaking across the hall could ever be lame, Kelsey thought back to the dirty deeds she was too happy to perform earlier and thought about how tame her streaking was in comparison. Between jerking off the two men at the train station and then her pregnant best friend Justine riding her face, she felt a warming sense of awe and accomplishment.
Realizing that she was starting to heat up, Kelsey noticed her apartment was extra warm, an unfortunate side effect of the July heat and the building's shitty AC. While her college roommate Justine's apartment across the hall may have been larger, Kelsey's apartment faced the south, creating a brightness that baked her apartment. Not only that, but she was lucky enough to have a built-in greenhouse style platform taking up that southern corner, the glass walls and roof providing her whole apartment with extra light and warmth. The tinted glass even giving her an extra layer of privacy when she paraded like this through the halls. Rows of herbs and flowers lined the greenhouse corner, with a few pot plants tucked away as a treat. The corner was great for most of the year, but not necessarily right now.
Kelsey's apartment was a livable size, but again, about half the space of Justine's. The front door opened into the main living area, with the greenhouse in the far left corner, she had space for a small couch, chair and stereo for her records. Being a collection much smaller than her book collection, the remainder of the apartment was lined with shelf after shelf, packed to the brim with paperbacks, hardcovers, and even magazines. The wall next to her kitchen even had a rolling ladder, every book lover's dream. And since she worked in publishing, she had no problems finding tome after tome to line the shelves, even spilling into her kitchen a bit.
A small kitchen at that, it was on the opposite wall of the greenhouse, featuring basic electric appliances and an island for counter space. The kitchen also contained a small café table and two chairs. Kelsey rarely hosted other than the occasional wine drinking night here and there. In fact she had repurposed the kitchen set from sturdy pieces she found on the street. Looking to the right inside of the front door, a small hall then ran the length of the apartment, leading to the bedroom and bathroom on the other side of the kitchen wall.
Moving forward off the door, she headed for the kitchen. Putting together a bowl of cereal, Kelsey sat down at the table, her body an amalgamation of the events from the day. Bralette unzipped, still revealing her tits, she sat down on her chair, feeling a bit whorish and careless of what her pussy might leave behind. She ate one bowl before pouring herself another, smelling a mix of her favorite cereal and Justine's fluids still on her face. After satisfying her actual hunger finally, she got up and put the dirty bowl in the sink. Starting down the hall, her breasts jiggled a bit, still not constrained by the bra she unzipped across the hall. Dropping that on the floor, she paraded on in just her skirt and shoes.
Finally ditching her shoes, Kelsey abandoned her skirt in the hall as well and proceeded forth stark naked. Having left a trail of stained clothes in her wake, she stopped at a closet to grab a clean towel and washcloth, inhaling the fresh scents that both gave off. She connected her phone to her stereo via Bluetooth and opened her music app, quickly deciding on some smooth jazz to help her savor her mood a bit longer. Trumpets burst forth from the speakers, settling in to a calming cello, and a finally a meandering piano tune. The sounds moved around her space, filling each room with a vibrating pulse.
Dancing a bit as she carried her towels to the bathroom, she stopped at small inconspicuous table and opened the drawer. Pulling out some incense, she lit the stick and blew out the flame, waving it like a wand around the room, admiring the trail of smoke. Placing it in a holder, Kelsey then proceeded to pull a joint from the same drawer, putting it between her lips and lighting the tip. Putting away the lighter and closing the drawer, Kelsey entered the bathroom puffing away. Turning on the ceiling fan, she swayed to the music and smoked a bit, knowing she had some time before dinner. Starting the shower, then putting the joint down in an ashtray on the sink, her reflection caught her eye in the bathroom mirror.
She smiled at herself and leaned forward, kissing her reflection on the lips and leaving a dirty print behind. Letting her hair down, she tried to shake it out and run her fingers through it a few times. Noticing some semen caked in a bit, she reached for a brush and ran it through a the knots. Growing ever hotter at the way she looked, still brushing her hair and swaying with the strokes, she bounced up and down a few times, watching her tits move in unison.
She was proud of her boobs; they were amazing and plenty of people had shared that opinion with her without even getting to see them. Admiring her tan lines as well, she turned to the side to admire herself in profile. Kelsey had grown up pale as a ghost, but slowly started to be able to hold a tan after a summer as a camp counselor in high school.
Picking up the joint again, she deeply inhaled before putting it back down. Holding in the hit, she admired the difference in skin tones. She found the paleness sexy, like it was hidden away from everything including the sun. It was meant to be seen by no one except the ones you chose. As she turned back and forth, she tried to exhale in a sexy way that failed miserably. Finding herself suddenly coughing, Kelsey turned on the cold water in the sink and failing to find a glass quick enough, put her mouth down to the faucet.
Slurping the liquid from the source, she thought to herself that she really needed more glasses.
Feeling the urge to pee after her drink and sudden cough attack, Kelsey sat down on the toilet and started to pee for what felt like the first time in days. Stretching out her legs, one after the other, she sat there until feeling like she fully drained her bladder. Feeling the warmth of the shower in the air, she hopped up from the commode and headed in, closing the sliding glass door behind her before leaning forward underneath the strong flow of water.
As she let the hot current wash over her, still swaying to the music, she began to wash her body. Using the fresh washcloth, her moisturizing soap built a frothy lather, washing away the sweat and other additions from her day. As she moved the cloth up from her body to her face, she could still smell Justine on her fingers, excited that their experience would be staying with her a bit longer.
Finding herself happy with her cleanliness and ready to shave her legs, Kelsey reached for her shaving gel and squirted a bunch into her hands. Too much, she thought to herself, deciding that she might as well tighten up her privates in anticipation of her night. Aiming the removable shower head towards the wall and placing her foot up in the corner, she spread the gel up and down both legs, covering the insides and outsides, finishing by spreading around the remainder around her still sensitive pussy.
