highnoon take it for whatever its worth high he didnt think he washe was sure he slept off the halfbottle of Irish whiskey the four five pints the hilarious absurd conversationconjectures though he wasnt sure he knew the womans name who he woke up in his bed beside she arrived at the pub late in the evening and at closing overhearing he was walking home she offered him a ride instead he answered I love your freckles youre darker are you black Irish
Is that a yes?
Yes If you are
I can be anything you want me to be.
Metoo What do you want
I want to take you home. We can make up things afterwards.
they made up glorious thingsyet he wasnt sure she said who she waswhat her name was
he crossed his fingers
his name was obvious if he hadnt said it was on his magazine subscriptions that were piled helterskelter on the coffee table end table diningroom table his tastes evident on his bookshelves the art and photographs on the wall
she had keys her clothing panties bra harder to play closer to ones vest than that
he didnt wake her when he rose
he slipped on a pair of shorts left another pair and a tshirt for her on the nightstand a brusheddown feeding trough stood on end at her head her clothing was strewn up the hallway to the bedroom intermingled with his
he collected and tossed them atop the washing machine across the hall from the bedroom
he went into the kitchen to make coffee waking to the smell of brewing coffee was erotic the times it was made for him got him hard from their play last nighttheir compliment he imagined itd get her wet and thinking of her getting wet made him hardhe might just send his cock in to wake her up That wouldnt be rude No more rude than waking to a blowjob Now theres a way to start ones day Or a sixtynine The Breakfast of Champions It aint Wheaties Bob
he ground beans
dumped water in the reservoir
plugged it into the outlet threw the switch saw the minute red light shine
he went through the house opening the windows letting the fresh air in to circulateletting the out in and the in out a kind of way to live outside while under a roof rarely did he heat the house or cool it he had installed overhead fans circulating the air was sufficient if he remembered to turn them On
he sat on the couch and went to read The Atlantic The Birth of a New Aristocracy the gilded future of the top ten percent Yah if they can hold onto it he muttered
halfway through the irritating article he realised he wasnt hearing the coffee drippingthe machines wheezing and belching he also wasnt smelling its pungent aroma
What the hell he said as he rose
entering the kitchen he saw the carafe was filled halfway the surface still Christ he thought its dead Bad timing then he paused he stepped back for perspective
the redlighted switch was thrown Off
Aw for cryinoutloud he said
loudly he forgot about his sleeping
guest Are you kidding me Youve been gone for almost two yearsnow you
show up
he stepped forward depressed the switch to On again the redlight smiled as his thumb came away Now you show up
Who are you talking to? she stood behind him at the threshold if she saw the clothes she didnt bother her hair was sleepmussed and tied up in a loose knot atop her head ringlets fallen on her shoulders the rise of her freckled breasts
Them his eyes arrested by her breasts
You couldn’t be talking to my girls because we werent here when you said.
he brought his eyes up to her green eyes Youre lovely first thing in the morning
I’m naked. You were saying?
Im talking to my spooks my roommates
Spooks. Roommates. Ghosts?
YahI got three I gotta assume theyre all backtheyre a pack a package
And they turned off the coffee?
They did Theyre mischievious Havent harmed me or anyone Drive the cats bonkers on occasion
Interesting.
Yah I think they were reading my thoughts
You’re thoughts?
Yah I gotta confess I was thinking that the smell of coffee brewing is eroticthat the times coffees been made for me while I was asleep or still in bed made me hard . .
. . Makes me wet.
I think we ought to shaddup
turning to flee up the hall she said Last one in bed gives head.
he didnt know if that was a challenge or incentive
highnoon, Sunday,
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