I was 19 years old and on my own for the first time. My apartment was on E. 10th Street, a couple blocks away from my friend Jody's place. We became friends through a girl I had oral sex with occasionally. Jody's old man was in the joint but she was loyal to him. The story I am about to tell you is about me and her mother, Corinne.
A typical bachelor, I often let my laundry pile up. Jody would come over to my place and clean for me and always yelled about my dirty clothes. Finally, I had a Saturday off and she took me to her mom's house to do some laundry. We had just separated my white and dark clothes when Corinne came into the kitchen and smiled. "Who's the handsome young man you brought here?" she asked her daughter, shaking my hand. Her skin felt very warm to my touch and I couldn't help get lost in those liquid green eyes of hers. Her hair was pulled back into a stylish ponytail and she wore a simple black cotton t-shirt and running shorts that clung to her behind like a second skin. I could tell by looking that her breasts were large but firm with just a hint of sag to them.
I said "My name is John and I am a friend of Jody's. I work at the packing house and I guess my laundry skills suck!"
Jody suddenly looked at her watch. "Shit, I have to go visit Rodney in prison, and I have to pick up a few things at the store. Can John stay here with you and do his laundry until I get back?" she asked as she headed for the door.