Hmmmm well...I was always the sucker for being a gentleman...so I took Kathy's words literally and left the bathroom alone. Finding myself a seat in front of the tv, I plopped down and pulled up the remote. Just my luck, one of those damned basic cable sex scenes is the first thing I see. Ugh...that was the last thing I needed, what with my hormones already stirring with the thought of my cousin soaping down her body. Quickly changing the channel, I settled in to watch SportsCenter. After a clip about some steroid pumping baseball player, they just HAD to change to a story about the latest womens college basketball championship, complete with highlights of those women running around in shorts and t-shirts, thier athletic bodies twisting about. Fortunatly for me, the doorbell chose to rang at the time, the pizza finally being delivered. Up like a bolt I was, quick to adjust my jeans to better hide my arousal. Once the bill was paid, I placed the pizza down upon the coffee table and made my way to the fridge, picking up an ice cold beer...before I plopped down to wait for Kathy.
"Oh good...the pizzas here..." Kathi peeked her head out at me, a frown evident on her otherwise gorgeous face...then walked off to her room, her form coated in a heavy robe, though a sexier pair of ankles I swear I have never seen before in my life...damnit why am I having these thoughts?? And was it me, or was she just the bit pissed off? |