Monday morning, Josh awakens to the sound of his alarm. He grabs his phone and hits buttons randomly until it stops. Rubbing his eyes, he looks around and wonders where the fuck he is - hastily checking the bed beside him for a woman. Still half-asleep, he turns the torch on his phone on and scans the room he is in; finally it dawns on him - he is in the room above the pub.
Stretching, Josh checks the time - 7:30 - plenty of time to get ready for work and grab some breakfast. Pulling the bed covers off of him, he wanders along the landing and jumps in the shower, turning the water on full blast to wake himself. When he is sufficiently awake he searches, without success, for some soap or shower gel. Grunting, he washes his body as best he can in the water before getting out and grabbing a towel, drying himself off. Hoping that no-one else is in the pub yet, he exits the bathroom naked and starts to make his way back to his room. As he is about halfway to his bedroom door he hears a quiet cough and turns to see a middle-aged woman wearing a black silk kimono staring at him.
"Looks like I chose the wrong man to spend the night with," she commented, her eyes feasting on his naked body.
He had been frozen in her gaze until her words startled him back to his senses; his hands moving to cover his cock which was still suffering from a morning woody.
"No point now honey," she whispered, "I've seen everything you have to offer and it is very appealing."
She edged towards him as she spoke, a look of lust on her face, her eyes frequently looking down to where his hands struggled to cover his erection.
"I - um - I need to get ready for work," he blurted out, making his way hastily to the door to his room.
"What's the rush, sweetie? The pub doesn't open for another four hours - I'm sure we can find some ways to kill the time together!"
"I...I don't work in the pub, I've just started lodging here - I work in an office," opening his bedroom door and closing it hurriedly behind him as he said the final words.
"Nice arse as well, sweetie - oh well, another time maybe - I know where you live now," she laughed as she made her way to the bathroom and sat on the toilet.
As she peed, her eyes focussed on a pair of boxers lying on the floor near the shower. After washing her hands, she picked them up and carried them to Josh's room, knocking on the door.
"Room service," she announced as she knocked.
Opening the door so that he was hidden behind it, Josh looked at her.
"I told you; I'm not interested - I haven't got time!" he advised her.
"I thought these might belong to you," she stated, holding his boxers to her nose, before placing them between her thighs and wiping her pussy with them. When she had covered them with some of her pussy juice she handed them to him.
He snatched them from her grasp and closed the door, before wrapping them around his hard cock, finding the damp patch from her pussy and stroking himself. Having been aroused by the woman's advances, it didn't take long before he came, catching all of his semen in the boxers before tossing them on the floor.
Cursing his lack of self-control and trying to persuade himself that the older woman had not appealed to him, he hurriedly got dressed and tentatively opened his door. Listening, he could hear the woman's voice and that of Geoff coming from another room on the same floor. He quickly locked the door to his room and made his way downstairs, letting himself out of the back door to the pub and locking it again before he headed for the High Street.
With the pub having no facilities for him to make breakfast, he decided to go to "The Salsa Café" to get something to eat. He was warmly welcomed by Ally who prepared him a pot of tea while he decided what he wanted. Having placed his order, he sat at a table next to the window and watched as the early morning commuters he used to play for strode past, on their way to the station. His recollections were disturbed when Ally delivered the bacon sandwich to his table.
"So - you've moved out of Lucy's I hear - probably for the best from what I understand - she was torn between the two of you and it wouldn't have been fair on Tom, after all they've done for you," she opined as she stood watching him.
It crossed Josh's mind to reveal to Ally his suspicions about Tom and Megan but he decided against, in case she blurted it out to Lucy and he was portrayed as a jealous former boyfriend, out to ruin Lucy's life.
"Yeah - you're probably right," he agreed, taking a bite from the sandwich, "I've got a room above the Saracen's - for now at least - till I can find something better."
As Ally returned to the counter and got on with her work, Josh reflected on what she had said. "Torn between the two of you" - his heart jumped as he played those words over and over in his mind. Had Lucy confided in her sister? Was she really torn between him and Tom? "I will win you back Lucy - I'm the right man for you, not that cheating fiancé of yours" he thought as he munched his way through his breakfast.
Leaving the café, he made his way towards the main entrance of Jenkins, Friendshaw and Grieves before remembering about the "staff" entrance he had been told about. Changing his route, he made his way down the side street and rang the bell. The door was opened by Bernie, who greeted him cheerfully and led him to the post room.
The morning passed without incident; he shadowed Bernie on the morning post delivery, paying a lot of attention to Tom's office but Megan was nowhere to be seen. He took his break with Bernie and they ate lunch together in a small park to the rear of the offices, chatting about their weekends and commenting on the woman as they walked past. Before he knew it, his first day was over and he was preparing to leave.
"I'm sure you were told, Josh, but one of us has to stay late every night to receive any late courier items that arrive. You won't have to do it this week while you get to learn the ropes but starting from next week, you'll have to take your turn," advised Will.
