Shopping Run

The sound of my apartment door closing seemed to rouse Janet from her stupor. "Awag..." It would seem she is not her most graceful right as she wakes. "Where am...oh! Mike! Sir! I woke up sad, thinking it all was a dream. Then I realized where I was, and I felt so much better!"

"It does seem like a dream, doesn't it? It's not every day that a beautiful blonde falls into my lap. Even rarer one who seems intent to call me 'Master.'" I say as I sit back down next to her on the floor. "So, what do you mean master?"

"I'm not entirely sure myself, Mike. I've never seen myself as even remotely in getting involved in that sort of power dynamic. As you might imagine from our first meeting, I don't normally listen to others. But, after talking to you that second time, and listening to you tell your side of the story, I knew you were a good guy. And then, you bought ME a coffee? Right then and there, I knew I could trust you, and that I should listen to you. I knew I wanted to be in your orbit, however I could."

"So...today in the park, that was out of the ordinary, for you? And here, in my apartment?"

"Very much so," she confirmed. "Hey so...this is a little awkward, but if I am going to be crashing with you for the next couple days, would you mind if we made a quick trip out to the mall? As much as that dress is now my favorite, I will need a couple things to wear. Especially if I end up having to leave from here for work on Monday."

"Sure, but lets grab dinner first. If I've learned one thing from getting dragged to the mall, it is never go to dinner while carrying a bunch of bags."

"Ooh...and you're smart. If we're going to do dinner and shopping, we'll want to leave sooner than later. Let me call a ride. Parking at the mall is a scam."

"Alright, I'll grab a shower." I offer her my hand as I get up, relishing in the feel of her soft hand in mine.

"I'll join you...nope. Nevermind. Car is only a couple minutes out. Let's just slap some deodorant on and go. Besides...I...," she trailed off.

"You what?"

"I like smelling like you. Okay? Come on, let's go."

As I grab my pants, I notice the baggie of coins is open, shit...that cannot be good. "Hold on, Janet. I need to stash this before you go." Moving quickly, I run to my office and toss the bag in my desk drawer, though I do grab one coin out of curiosity and toss it in my pocket.

We get downstairs, just as the ride pulls up. Behind the wheel of the car is a raven haired Latina beauty, who introduced herself as Sofia.

After going through the normal routine of "the air is fine...whatever you'd like for music...nice day..." Sofia settles into the drive as Janet and I start actually getting to know each other. She's marketing executive for a firm in town, very little family in town, but quite a few friends she hangs out with. Despite the fact that our conversation would suggest that we literally just met, Janet and I are being very familiar. Her hand is tracing lines along my trousers, spending a great deal of time along the growing bulge. For my part, my left hand is over her shoulder, caressing her bare arms, and occasionally drifting to graze her breast. My right hand has that dollar coin in it, ideally flipping it up and down my fingers. The weirdness of the situation was noticed by Sofia, who seemed to be watching us more and more in the rear view mirror. So, it was more than a little understandable that the turn of the conversation caught her by surprise.

"So, Mike, do you have a girlfriend?"

"Why are you applying for the position?" I chuckle.

"Yes. Yes! But I would understand if you already had a girlfriend. If I had to, I was planning to sweet talk her as much as possible."

Any response to that I could have offered was cut short by a loud, blaring ::HONK:: followed by a violent swerve and Sofia cussing in such a way that would make a sailor on shore leave blush. I grasped Janet tightly and shot my hand out to grab the seat in front of me, sending the coin flying through the air, landing in center console's cup holder, with a faint ::plink::.

"Shit...sorry...I don't know what that guy's problem was." The blush rising up her face belied the attempt deflect the blame. Sofia was further saved by our arrival at the mall. "Thanks guys! Hope you had a good ride. Have a great day!"

"Bye Sofia!" We waved as she drove off.

"So, where do you want to eat?" I asked as we stepped into the mall.