Lunch will have to wait

As I head for the front door, I see another blonde leave it. She's older and dressed in more professional attire than the last one.

"Hey there." I say.

"Hi." At least this one flashes a smile before fleeing the scene of the crime. Inside, I find Tommy strolling around naked in the kitchen, flaunting his chiseled physic. Hope he hasn't left any 'white sauce' in here.

"Hey." I state.

"Oh, hey there Roxy." He says without skipping a beat, despite his nakedness.

"You, uhh, gonna get dressed?"

For some reason, he seems surprised at my reaction. "Well uhh yeah. I just didn't expect you back so-"

"I did say I'd be back at lunchtime." I interject.

"Right."

"Go on, get dressed. I'll get lunch on."

"Sure... Thanks."

Tom walks off, so I make sure to wipe down the bench before getting to work on a sandwich. He comes back wearing the same gym clothes from this morning, ready to pick up his meal. We both head to the table, where he asks "So how was work?"

I shrug "Eh, it was fine."

"Fair enough. Say I was thinking of heading down to the beach after lunch, if you wanna tag along?"

"Gonna look for another blonde?" I snigger.

"Well I'm not that picky, but if one happens to-"

"Doesn't it get tiring?"

Tom cocks his head to the side. "What do you mean?"