I live with my girlfriend, Marie - her house not mine. She called me one Wednesday, saying she had to work late. I thought she might like a pizza, and called her back to check. No answer. So I called her company. A Timeline Security guy said everybody had gone home.
Later.
"On my way babe. Sorry I missed your call. I left my phone in the office when I went into the meeting."
When she got in she wanted a shower.
"You always shower in the morning."
"I need another. Even office work leaves you grimy."
While she was eating I checked her panties. They were hanging up in the shower; freshly washed. Clever.
The following Monday, I told her my news.
"I've got that promotion at work, pending a health check."
"Congratulations!"
"But there's bad news too; your sister called. They've admitted your mum to hospital."
Soon we were gathered around her mum's bed.
"I think they'll keep her in this time." said Beth. "She never really recovered from that stroke."
Wednesday again. She said she'd visit her mum straight from work. She and Beth might go for a drink after."
"Don't be too late. I've got more promotion news."
"What?"