Kelly woke in the morning without remembering where she was. She took a second to get her bearings, but the familiar scent of Arthur's shampoo on the pillowcase helped her realize she was in Arthur's bed. The curtains blocked the morning light from entering the room, so she didn't know what time it was until she checked her phone. Seven o'clock. They weren't due to meet the others on campus until nine. She reached for Arthur beside her but touched only the blanket instead. Groggy, she sat up and looked around.
"Arthur?" Kelly whispered. There was no answer. "He must be in the bathroom."
She sighed but climbed out of bed. Kelly staggered around, using her phone for light but not worrying about getting dressed. She was entirely naked, but she wanted to see Arthur's reaction to her early morning nudity. Perhaps they could shower together before preparing for the day.
Last night hadn't gone as she'd hoped, given Katelyn's emergency, but they'd still had fun. Not enough, but some.
She cracked open the bedroom door and blinked at the light. The gray light of early morning was shining through the windows. It wasn't bright but strong in contrast to the bedroom. Kelly blinked through the discomfort and observed the living room.
Someone occupied the couch, but not Arthur. Kat slept, a blanket over her curled form. She only covered two of the three couch cushions. Her blonde curls lay on the armrest, and she appeared peaceful. There were muddy pink cowgirl boots at the foot of the sofa by the door.
The bathroom door was open. The rope was gone, and the bathroom was unoccupied. The second bedroom was likewise empty of Arthur, though full of bundled rope, so Kelly continued to look for him by walking around the corner. Her naked feet made no noise as she padded toward him on the tile.
Arthur stood before the stove, wearing a fresh pair of boxers and cooking a spinach omelet. He raised his eyebrows at Kelly as she stepped over to him. She leaned up and kissed him. He kissed her back.
"Good morning." Kelly whispered.
"Good morning, Gorgeous." Arthur whispered back.
"When did Katerine get here?" Kelly asked.
Arthur shrugged. "No idea. She came in while we were sleeping."
That surprised Kelly. "She has a key?" She didn't have a key, but Selene did, so maybe Kat had Selene's key.
Arthur shrugged again. "Selene has one for emergencies. I guess she used that? Or made a copy?" He disapproved of Selene making copies of his apartment key without permission, but whatever Kat was doing on his sofa, he assumed she had a reason. She was welcome there. She had as much right to his sofa as his other girlfriends. Though technically, this was still Kelly's time.
"What are you doing?" Kelly asked, gesturing to the food.
"Hula dancing." Arthur responded. The sarcasm in his tone was unmistakable.
Kelly slapped his arm.
"I'm making you breakfast in bed." Arthur said. He gestured to the stove. "So go get in bed, or it's just breakfast."
Kelly smirked up at him and kissed his cheek. "You're sweet." She glanced down, and her smile grew. "But it looks like you'd rather use the bed for something else."
Arthur smirked back at her. "Can you blame me? Seeing you naked? You're lucky I don't drag you by the hair back to the bedroom right now."
Kelly's nude body was enticing. Her mussed, wavy red hair fell to her large, freckled, bell-shaped breasts. Her taut abs traveled down and narrowed into her ginger landing strip. Her pink pussy lips, her toned thighs, her peach-shaped ass, and her long calves stoked his lust. Her body was a fit gym dream, and she knew how to tease Arthur. She pretended as though she only just realized she was naked, covering her nipples with one hand and her crotch with the other.
Arthur grinned, and his other physical reaction to seeing her hand push her breasts up was unmissable.
Kelly hugged him, which didn't help matters.
Arthur sighed but hugged her back. "Do you want breakfast or not?"
"I do." She said. "But I want to take care of you." She reached down and started stroking him while he stood in front of the stove. "Maybe when the eggs are done, you can season them with your... special sauce?"
Arthur snorted, then looked around her as if expecting to hear Kat stir, but he only heard gentle snoring.
"On second thought. Perhaps an appetizer." Kelly said. She sank to the floor and moved between him and the stove.
Arthur stepped back, but Kelly beckoned him forward until he stood a step away from the stove. Kelly sat with her bum on the floor with her legs straight and Arthur with a foot on either side of her legs.
She took his hard, bouncing cock into her mouth and sucked as he cooked. Her mouth was bliss. She sucked slowly since it was early, but Arthur was in heaven the entire time he cooked. He prepared three omelets for the three people in the apartment. Arthur folded each nearly perfectly, though the second was almost burnt. He took that one for himself.
Arthur plated the best one for Kelly, took the worst, and gave the mid-grade one to Kat. He felt terrible waking her, but he was waking her for food. Otherwise, she'd wake up to him fucking Kelly over the kitchen table. He nearly lost control and was seconds away from doing so.
Cooking distracted him, so he wasn't able to focus and cum from the excellent blowjob Kelly gave him as he stood at the stove. The eggs would be cold if he waited until he was ready to blow.
"Better get to the table, Missus." Arthur whispered. "The eggs will get cold otherwise."
Kelly raised an eyebrow and tried to take him into her throat, but Arthur stepped away. She frowned and pouted at him.
"Eggs up." Arthur said. "You sit. I'll wake Miss B&E."
Kelly made a 'what the hell' shrug from her seat on the floor.
Arthur, laughing silently, put her and Kat's plates on the kitchen table and helped her.
"I appreciate the effort." He said. He spoke as quietly as possible. "Trust me, I want relief, but I can wait until we're in the shower." He gave her a wink.
Kelly rolled her eyes but obediently moved to the table, where Arthur gestured for her to sit. He pulled out her chair, and she sat, watching as he woke Katerine, still asleep on the sofa.
Arthur crouched next to the sofa and gently laid his hand on Kat's shoulder. "Good morning, little Miss."
Kat stirred, her gentle snoring turning into the cutest snort before her eyes blinked open.
She was curled on his sofa, lying on her side as though hugging herself to sleep. She'd been in that position since Arthur exited his bedroom, found her on the couch wearing nothing but a faded pink robe, and threw an extra blanket over her.
Kat's sleepy expression blinked as she took in the world around her, and her brain worked to calibrate reality. Arthur was close; the room was dim, but this room was neither his bedroom nor her bedroom. Over his shoulder, Kat saw Kelly sitting at the kitchen table, looking at them.
Arthur leaned in, and Kat backed away, unsure what he was doing, until his lips landed on her forehead. He kissed her on the forehead, and Kat started to cry. This was not the reaction he or Kelly expected.
"What happened?" Arthur asked. "What's the matter?" He had more questions, but they could fill in the specifics later.
Where were her clothes? Did she come here after dropping off Katelyn? Did she go home and decide against sleeping in an empty apartment? She had complained of that before, so her being here made sense, but where was Selene? Did something else happen last night, and why didn't she wake him or Kelly?
"I'm okay." Kat said, still crying.
"Uh..." Arthur didn't always know what was going on regarding his women. He tried, bless him, but Kat was always the most difficult to decipher. If Selene cried, he could usually work out why. He knew her well enough to recognize her moods and predictable actions through her patterns. Kat's patterns were only starting to make sense, and so far, none involved hugging him and crying.
"What's wrong?" Kelly asked, already on her way over from the table.
"I'm okay." Kat repeated, but the sniffle following the words didn't bear them out.
"Okay." Arthur said, accepting her declaration as fact. He hugged her as she hugged him and wished he could make eye contact with Kelly, but his back was to her.
"Is everyone okay? You and Katelyn got home safe last night? Selene and Rani are okay? Nothing happened after we left you?" Kelly asked.
"As far as I know, Selene's fine. She told me she was staying at Rani's last night. They're probably still asleep. Rani doesn't strike me as an early riser." By Arthur or Kelly's standards, Kat wasn't an early riser either. She was still an earlier riser than she imagined Rani was, so she felt confident enough to be judgmental. "Katelyn's fine. She's home safe. I just didn't want to sleep in an empty apartment last night." She glanced up behind Arthur's shoulder, and Arthur turned to see Kelly standing nearby, concern across her face.
"But you're okay?" Kelly asked.
"I'm okay." Kat nodded. "I just... had a bad dream. Sorry."
"It's okay." Arthur said. "If you're hungry, I made you an omelet."
"They're good." Kelly added, trying to be helpful.
"Any chance you made coffee?" Kat asked.
"I still don't have a coffee pot." Arthur reminded her.
"UGH!" Kat shoved him away and fell back onto the couch. "Mister health-nut over here. Not drinking coffee doesn't make you special. Embrace the bean." She wiped her face with the robe's sleeve, trying to laugh.
Arthur nearly laughed, but the tears on Kat's face, which she wiped away after pushing him, left him reeling from empathy whiplash.
"She's kinda right." Kelly piped up. "I understand why you don't drink coffee, but plain black coffee won't hurt your gains or nutrition."
"Adding creamer isn't a cardinal sin." Kat said defensively.
Arthur held up his hands in surrender. "I just don't like the taste. I'm sorry. I can run to Starbucks, though."
"I've heard morning sex is better than a cup of coffee." Kelly suggested. "Exercising is always a great way to raise the heart rate."
"Morning sex is great, but have you tried a good cup of coffee?" Kat countered.
Kelly laughed. "Come on. Your omelet's getting cold, and Arthur made them especially for us."
