Somewhere in my sleep I heard the shower running and Kait singing. When the bathroom door opened so did my eyes and my arms thereafter as Kait came to me for a long good feeling hug. The smell of a freshly showered Kait had become part of my morning sensory awakening, just like coffee.
She separated herself from me and left the bedroom. Soon the familiar sounds from the kitchen drifted through the otherwise silent house. Always coffee making first, then music. It was softer today though, somewhere in the house a creature was sleeping and the routine noises of our early mornings were changed when Kait returned upstairs.
Reluctantly I slipped from the bed and into the shower. I dressed and left the room, I heard giggling from down the hallway I stuck my head around Liz's bedroom doorway. Kait sat on the bed, Liz sat up in bed, they were in the middle of a very happy start to their Friday.
"Good morning ladies."
Smiles and greetings were returned and I left for the first cup of coffee from the just filled pot.
Liz was showered too when they joined me. Kait had gone one step further and was dressed.
"Hey sexy, you look nice." I offered.
"You like it? It's from my landfill collection."
Her humor could so easily make the days good.
"It looks very, er, clean."
"Yes, 'clean but used' was the look I was going for, I'm seeing Ellen White this morning."
"Of course, I'd completely forgotten." Indeed I had. "Some toast?"
"Yes please Baby." She came to me and hugged me tightly. Her head against my chest in her familiar 'you make me feel good' gesture. Liz's presence didn't shorten our embrace.
Liz fixed her coffee as I put out the preserves, knives and plates.
Kait grabbed coffee for herself and abandoned us for the computer. I left her to it, noticing only the efficient whir of the printer before she came back to the kitchen, manila folder in hand.
Liz thanked me for a great night and although it seemed strange as she said it, it was also the case that she might have been nervous, as indeed I was. There she was, involved with my best buddy and yet she was fucking another guy in my house, not to mention what she was doing with my buddy's niece and all the while I was there fucking or sucking all the other involved parties. The only thing strange I concluded was that I thought it was strange. Jerry certainly wouldn't begrudge her the sex and it all became clarified when in between sips Liz mentioned that she couldn't wait to tell Jerry about our night.
Kait showed me some of her ideas for Ellen White's garden "Hey, why don't I have a bird bath?"
"You do, dummy."
"I do?"
She raised her eyebrows and laughed before kissing me, kissing Liz and walking out of the house. The only surprise was how easily and readily she'd kissed Liz. It was just a quick peck, the kind that a couple of newly weds might exchange as one leaves for work. It didn't say 'it was fantastic burying my face in your cunt last night' it didn't say 'let's fuck a couple of guy's together again soon.' What it said was more like 'I like you and I'll see you later.' Nothing more, nothing less.
I was left with the awkwardness of decisions to be faced. Do I attempt to entertain Liz? Do I offer to take her to town, ask if she needs anything? Do I suggest she finds her own way around? Take a walk? I settled on "Liz, I'm going to walk into town and grab a newspaper, would you like some fresh air?"
"I'm ok thanks Ben. I'm going to try and call Jerry before his meeting."
"Okay, see you later." I didn't offer a peck as Kait had done and not doing so emphasized what our relationship needed to be, at least for my own comfort level.
"I was home and working when Liz came down stairs again. She was smiling but still not dressed. "Did you get Jerry?"
"Yes, his flight was on time for a change. He wants to get back as soon as he can, wonders what he's been missing."
"I bet he does." I chuckled and looked back towards my newspaper. The next thing I knew there was a soft hand on my right shoulder, joined immediately by a second hand on my left shoulder. Slowly and without expression of surprise I glanced back and up towards Liz's smiling eyes. She was rubbing her hands on my shoulders as she spoke.
"Ben, about last night." She looked at me and my expression asked her to continue at whatever pace she felt comfortable with. "Well, it was fantastic and I know you probably think we shouldn't fuck because of Jerry and I just wanted to let you know that well, I'm cool with that, I mean, well, I'd love to fuck you but I think it's fine if we don't, I mean, we can still play and enjoy each other, right?"
Inside I was wondering if she was nuts, if I was nuts or if I was just totally out of touch with the younger generation. Other questions were lingering ones, nothing to do with the immediate need to respond to Liz.
"Of course we can Liz." I paused but my open mouth and darting eyes told her I wasn't finished collecting my thoughts and that something else would spill out of my mouth momentarily. "I think fucking you would be phenomenal Liz but your thoughts and mine are in total accord. Out of respect for Jerry I will not fuck you no matter how badly I might want to!" She smiled as she pinched my shoulders but I wasn't finished. "More than Jerry even, there's Kait's feelings to consider and even if Jerry blessed our union only with Kait's demanding encouragement would it be remotely possible for me to fuck you. My cock might get hard as a rock every time I look at you Liz but, well, but nothing else, just Kait and Jerry really."
"Oh you are a flirt, you've made me all tingly but Jerry just told me it would be fine with him."
"He did? He really said that?"
"Yes he did, so now I just need to work on Kait."
"Hmmm, I suppose you do."
