I woke up the next morning to the sound of Dale in the shower.
When I glanced at the wall clock, it read six forty one, so I stretched, then sat up.
Just then, the shower stopped.
About a minute later, Dale got out with a lower half wrapped in a towel, that it took much effort to not look below.
Sheesh, I could see the outline of his crotch.
“Morning, beauty.”
My reply was with a small smile. "Good morning to you too. Are you heading somewhere?"
He nodded. "Rita called to let me know some things need my attention."
For some reason, that made my mood dampen a little.
Truthfully, I'd have loved to spend the morning with him and forget there were tons of things I also had to do.
I didn't voice my thoughts though.
Instead, I got out of bed, without a care about my naked self, as I
