Heather and Matt headed down the aisle way towards the exit doors leading to the street; she thanked him again for helping her with this huge favor since her boyfriend Scott was at work and unable to help. She would not have been able to return that heavy chair to the store by herself.
"Having such a big strong guy like yourself around sure comes in handy." She playfully flirted with him.
"For you, I would have driven all the way to the manufacturer." He returned.
This is just how they always acted whenever she, Scott, he, and his girlfriend hung out together. Well, his ex-girlfriend now as they had broken up three months ago when he found out she was having sex with her boss. Heather insisted that she had never liked her in the first place and she could tell that's the type of thing she would do, but both men dismissed that as total bullshit. She understandably had mixed feelings about how the foursome they had all joked about at that one party didn't happen though.
"So, when are you going to get around to getting a new girl..."
"Oh, dammit." Matt exclaimed.
She glanced over at where he looking and saw that on his windshield was a parking ticket. Crap, they had parked here because it was close to the doors and moving that chair around was a bitch. To be fair though it was only a bitch for Matt as she mainly assisted with doors and steps.
"Ohh Matt, I'm so sorry, I'll totally pay for it." She said really feeling bad.
"Nah, don't worry about it, I knew I shouldn't have parked there." He said obviously annoyed with this.
"Really, let me have it." She insisted.
"No, it's my company's truck. I have to find out what happens now first." He admitted.
"Well, you let me know." She tried. She didn't know what else to say, and she didn't want to keep pressing since she felt responsible. The ride back wasn't as playful as the ride over so when they got to her place she said. "Come on inside, I'll get you something to drink."
"I can't I have to return the truck and tell them what happened, and if I do that with alcohol on my breath I'm toast." He said, still seeming down.
"All right, return the truck, and I'm sure they'll say it's no big deal, and then come back here because we are going out tonight once Scott gets home in..." she looked at the clock "3 and a half hours. So you have time to go home and change too." "...if that's what you want." She quickly threw in.
"Oh, so I look like shit now?" he said catching on, but at least the humor of what she was implying seeming to lift his spirits a little.
"No, no, no. You look great." she backpedaled, "It's just that you're sweaty and dirty. And gross." She 'kidded'.
"All right," he relented, smiling a little now. "I'll see you in a few hours."
Relieved the mood was better she thanked him one last time and leaned over and kissed him on the cheek before hopping out of the car.
A little later she was out of the shower and in her favorite sexy clubbing bra/panties, she just finished drying her hair and let her thoughts wander as she started putting on moisturizer. She was feeling a little 'flush' now, only partly because of the cosmo she was sipping. So she went in and lay on her bed a stretching out a little. Soon enough her finger was teasing her clit and Matt was going down on her in her mind. She was really getting into the fantasy so shortly he tossed her to the bed and roughly entered her while her fingers were furiously jerking. She felt the orgasm rush all throughout her body and lay there breathing heavy. She was just thinking she should get up when she heard the knock on the door. Shit! She opened her eyes and looked at the clock, it was just over an hour from when he left, if this is him he's early. She jumped up to find where she had frantically tossed her bra and panties and quickly put them on. She just grabbed her pajama shorts and a t shirt that she liked how big her breasts looked in and pulled them on.
"Hold on." She called out as she quickly made her way to the door. She unlocked it and pulled it open, realizing with slight panic that she hadn't looked out the peephole first and she could be putting herself in danger. To her relief though she smiled wide as it was Matt and he was looking pretty nice. He had the same athletic build as Scott, maybe an inch shorter at 5'11". He had reddish brown hair that was medium long, sometimes a little shaggy she told him, whereas Scott was dirty blond usually kept neat. She gave him a friendly hug.
"So you send me home to change and you are wearing your PJs." He got her there. "Just kidding, looking good."
She had to admit she was looking pretty good; she had a curvy figure that she alternated between loving and hating at times. She had nice sized breasts that were on the larger size being soft but firm and her bottom was a nice shape and Scott loved it, not big at all but noticeable. She was sometimes concerned about her waist, it wasn't big as she worked out pretty regularly it just was curvy as well. She had shoulder length black hair that she didn't normally have to do much with for it to look good.
