"Hey J, can you pop over to Kelly's house after dropping the boys at school, she's just texted me and her hot water system has stopped working again" my wife Carol called out as she headed to the shower.
Kelly is my sister-in-law. She's single and I try and help out a little if there's ever some heavy lifting or some maintenance required around the house. She's only a couple of streets over from us, so I'm actually over there pretty often.
I finished getting the boys ready for school and we headed out together. I don't work Monday's and I always walk them to school. Its a beautiful morning. The sun is shining, the sky is blue and having an excuse to visit Kelly always puts me in a good mood.
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I lean on the doorbell, and whistle a happy tune waiting for her to answer. I wait a minute, then two, and then knock on the door. I'm surprised when Kelly breathlessly opens the door, dripping wet, wrapped in a towel, with her blonde hair still soapy with shampoo.
"Sorry J, I was in the shower" she calls out over her shoulder and she runs back down the hallway, leaving the door open for me to come in. I can hear the shower still running.
"I thought your hot water system wasn't working?" I call after her, eyes following the towel as it slides down her back revealing the curve at the top of her bum as she scoots back to the bathroom.
"Umm. Yeah, sorry. It started working again. Hey, put the coffee on." she shouts back from the bathroom.
I potter away in the kitchen and make a couple of cups of coffee. The shower is still running, and I head down the hallway towards the bathroom.
The door is open a crack, and I can see she's left it open to let the steam out. Her fan must of stopped working again.
"Coffee's ready" I call out "is the fan not working again?"
"Yeah, it stopped working again a few weeks ago, I think you were right and I will need a new one" she replied, and I hear her turn off the shower and step into the bathroom. "God I need a coffee" she says.
"Big night last night?", I pause for a minute wondering if I'm game enough to casually push open the door and pass her the coffee.
I've actually seen Kelly naked a couple of times before. Maybe glimpsed is the right word: just a few seconds getting changed for the beach, that sort of thing. But I've seen enough to know she is totally hot.
She's slim with small firm boobs, and a fantastic curvy arse. And she's one of these naturally pretty women: just cute and sweet and happy.
"Where's that coffee" Kelly asks me, as I hear her switch on the hair dryer.
I take a deep breath and push open the bathroom door and I can see her with the towel around her waist, blowing drying her hair in the mirror. I can see her boobs clearly in the reflection in the mirror. They are round and perfect with small light brown nipples.
I get instantly hard as she reaches behind for the coffee, seemingly not paying any attention to the fact that I can see her boobs.
My mouth goes dry and I can feel my heart beating faster. I decide if she can be cool, I can be cool, and I perch myself on the edge of the bath and take a sip of my coffee.
She takes a few sips too and says "here hold this" passing me back the coffee while she combs her hair with one hand and blow dries with the other. We make conversation.
"So was it?" I ask.
"Was it what?" she replies.
"Was it a big night?" I ask again.
"Oh, nah. Just a late one" she answers and goes on to tell me about this TV series she's been watching called True Blood.
