"Thank God! Home at last." I thought as I came through the apartment door. I could hear water running in the shower. "I guess I might as well get a glass of tea and watch the news for a minute." I thought. Sue usually takes a few minutes in the shower, and there is usually not much hot water left when she's done so I went into the bedroom and kicked off my shoes, I noticed that the bed hadn't been slept in. "Funny." I thought. "She must have slept on the couch again." I told myself. "Oh well, she's welcomed to it if she wants to sleep on that thing." As I went into the kitchen to fix myself a glass of tea, I could hear that the water had stopped running and she had the hair dryer going. The smell of fresh coffee was welcomed after working around the barns all night, but I was too hot for coffee just yet, I needed something cool to wind down with.
I had just sat down in my recliner in the living room and turned on CNN to catch the news when Sue came into the room wearing a bathrobe carrying a cup of coffee.
"I thought I heard you come in." She said smiling at me. "I think I left some hot water in the tank this time too." She smiled embarrassed. "I really am sorry about the other day." She chuckled lightly.
"Well you could have warned me that the water was cold couldn't you now?" I said, still somewhat irked over the incident. But I couldn't really be mad at her.
"How was work?" She asked pulling up the ottoman and sitting next to me.
"Aside from a skunk that couldn't seem to find the door in the stud barn, and a couple of teenagers that were going at it hot and heavy in the backseat of their car at the west gate..." I said chuckling. "It was a pretty boring night."
"You didn't!" She said beaming that mischievous grin I remember from her childhood.
I grinned. "Yeah, I did." I laughed. "I remember when old Sheriff Wilson did that to me and Jenny that time, I thought I was going to die right there on the spot from embarrassment."
"I hope you at least let them get their clothes on before you gave them the third degree!" She giggled.
"Yeah... I did. But I kept the spotlight on the car the whole time. They were very red in the face by the time they got out of the car too." I said smiling I remember when Jenny Rogers and Myself had been caught "parking" on the outskirts of town in what I thought was a secluded spot where we wouldn't be found. However, it seemed that the local Sheriff knew about the spot too. I later found out that he liked to sneak up on unsuspecting "couples" and scare them. And he did scare us. Damned near wet my pants if I remember right... 'cept I wasn't wearing any at the time. I remember the spotlight he blazed on my old car and then the public address speaker crackling with. "YOU IN THE CAR! COME OUT WITH YOU HANDS IN PLAIN VIEW! NOW!"
I'd thought that I was going to die, or at least go to jail. But after giving us the third degree asking us what we were doing and all, He told us to put our clothes on and get home NOW! And, if he ever caught us out there doing something like that again, He'd take us to our parent's just the way we were, naked. To my knowledge though, he never did report the incident or tell our parents...much to our relief!
"Ed! You're awful!" Sue giggled plaintively. "Just because you got 'busted' doesn't mean you have to do the same to those kids."
"Actually they need it more than I did." I said. "There wasn't anything like AIDS around when I was foolin around. Kids today have a lot more to worry about than we ever did."
"Yeah, I guess you're right about that." she said solemnly. "But we still have to worry about it now too."
"I guess you're right about that." I said. I could smell the scent of strawberries in her hair from her shampoo or rinse or whatever it is that women put on their hair, and the smell of baby powder too. "You smell nice this morning." I said to change the subject.
"Thank you." she said brightly. "Better than your feet do that's for sure!" She added with a smirk.
"Hey! Leave my poor feet out of it. They worked hard all night! And they can stink if they want to." I chuckled, nudging her shoulder with my right forearm. "Besides they're sore enough as it is."
"So's my neck." She said rubbing her neck at the right shoulder. "I fell asleep on the couch watching a movie last night. Tell you what, I'll rub your smelly old feet if you do my neck for me." She said with a raised eyebrow.
"Deal!" I said putting the recliner in the upright position and tucking in the foot rest. She got up and pulled the ottoman around in front of my chair and sat down with her back to me and picked up my feet one at a time and set them in her lap.
"Was the movie any good?" I asked as I started gently squeezing her deltoid muscles pushing my thumbs up her spine from the base of the neck to the bottom of her head.
"Not bad." She said as she sighed and rolled her head around in circles stretching her neck muscles. "I didn't get to see the end though, I fell asleep. But I did tape it on your VCR for later." I could feel her strong hands on my feet working magic. The thumbs of both hands were pressed on the bottom of my right foot at the bottom of the heel and were manipulated up one at a time towards the arch and then to the ball of the foot then along the bottoms of the toes.
"That feels nice." I said again noticing her smell. It'd been a while since I smelled a woman this close. I was just soaking it up.
I guess I should back up and tell you about myself and Sue. We practically grew up together. We were as close as any sister and brother could be. Except that we aren't family. Sue lived on the adjoining farm to my family's. We were both the youngest of large families, and being the "babies" in our families gave us a lot in common. We played as only children can. We rode to school on the same bus had most of the same classes. We competed against one another in things like raising animals in the FFA. Being the same age we also discovered the other sex about the same time...but not each other. Sue was my best friend and really kind of like a sister. I never thought of Sue as a "girl" we talked about the people we dated and the things we did.
Eventually Sue married the Star Quarter back from our High School Football team, after graduation. Tom and Sue moved to Florida after they were married, I was the best man. Time passed and slowly we heard less and less from each other. I went on to college and later when I decided that school wasn't for me, I joined the army.
After spending my tour in Germany, on guard duty mostly, I got out and came home to Kentucky. I was hired onto a horse farm as a security guard, and was later promoted to head of security for several of the farms in the area. The only problem with being Head of Security was that it involved a lot of "night" hours.
I was coming in from work one morning when I ran face to face with Sue. It was both a Shock, and a Joy. We were both startled and both began to speak at the same time... just like a silly scene from a bad movie. We both laughed and hugged each other. I learned later over coffee and pancakes, that Tom had died in a car accident three years ago and that Sue had been working as a groom on a farm in northern Florida. The farm had gone bottom up and went out of business, so Sue decided it was time to come home to Kentucky. As it turned out, she had been recommended by her former boss to a farm right next to the one I was working out of. It was a complete coincidence that she had leased an apartment in the same complex, in the same building, and right next door to my own. We both had to wonder about that.
As a groom, Sue had to work "days" so we usually passed each other coming and going to work. After living here a few months, the owners of the apartment complex sold out to another company who decided to renovate all the units. The new owners did however offer to put their tenants up in a different complex and to store their furniture while they did each apartment. However, as the other complex was on the other side of town, and because we worked opposite hours, Sue asked me if I would let her bunk out here until her apartment was finished. How could I turn her down? That was nearly a week ago, and now here we are giving each other massages and talking like we did when we were kids.
"Ummm that feels nice." Sue said as she picked up my left foot to start on it. "I may not let you stop now." She chuckled.
"Well if you won't let me stop, you'd better not stop on my feet either." I said grabbing hold of her neck teasingly. I could feel her muscles relaxing under her terry cloth robe. I was beginning to rotate my hands on her shoulder blades my thumbs on her spine and pushing outwards towards her arms. I could feel that she was not wearing anything under the robe too... at least no bra. Not that Sue really needed a bra, she would barely be a handful each. I remember when we were kids, she used to be very self-conscious about being "flat" I even teased her about it occasionally. But Sue had long since grown up and even if she wasn't very big now, she didn't seem to mind.
By now the news stories on CNN had begun to repeat themselves and I'd lost interest in it so I asked Sue to change the Channel. She put down my feet long enough to stand up and lean over to the coffee table and grab the remote. As she did I could tell by the stretched fabric of her robe that she didn't have anything on under her robe at all. I was getting a little self-conscious myself now as she sat back down, Sue half turned and asked me if I wanted to see the movie she had been watching.
"Sure." I said. "But don't you need to be getting ready for work?" All the while I was trying my best not to notice her left breast peeking out from under her robe.