Waking Up Late

Spencer was awoken from his deep slumber by someone jabbing his shoulder. He groaned and blinked, eventually focusing on Mary, who wore figure-hugging yoga pants and a blue tank top.

"Hello sleepy head."

"Mary."

"Had a good rest?"

"How late is it?"

"12:30 in the afternoon."

"Jeez."

"Everyone's already gone. You even slept through me cooking bacon."

Spencer got the feeling that wasn't all he slept through "Is there any left?"

"You're in luck."

"You know where my clothes are?"

"Don't bother." Mary gave Spencer a wink before leading him to the kitchen, where she said "So, have a good night?"

"Yeah, it was great."

"Would you do it again?" Mary turned on her stove top.

"Totally."

"Fantastic."

She put the bacon into the pan, and the smell assaulted Spencer's nose. He sat down, eager to eat, and within a few minutes, Mary served the bacon up. "Breakfast of champions. Or should I say lunch?"

"You're a great host."

"Thanks Spencer."

Mary watched Spencer devour his breakfast, wishing that she had saved a bit for herself. Once he was finished, Spencer asked "So, how often do you do this?"

"To be honest I try to do it every week. Ever since my divorce, I've been exploring my sexuality. I mean it's been quite liberating." Mary stammered upon reminding herself of what happened to Spencer. "Sorry, I shouldn't say it like that."

"It's fine... Kristen would be happy I'm having fun."

"Of course."

"Well, do you have any plans for today?" Spencer asked. Mary's face sparked with devious energy as if she'd be waiting for that question all morning, and part of the afternoon.

"Maybe we could keep having fun?"