This time, she responded by seeming to come to life. She stretched by raising her hands above her head, pointing her toes, arching her back, and groaning. “Hm?” She slowly opened her eyes. “Arthur?” She smiled and then closed her eyes again. “Are you up already? Come back to bed.”
“I’m up.” Arthur said with a slight smile too. “I think you might want to get up too. Katelyn’s back.”
Kelly’s eyes opened. “What?” She asked.
“Katelyn’s in the living room.” He gestured to the wall, through which the faint noise of a laugh track on some tv show could be heard. “She said she broke up with her boyfriend.”
Kelly sat up immediately as if he’d dumped ice water on her. “What?”
“That’s what she said. Something about him cheating on her?” Arthur realized he didn’t have any details to give her.
“Oh shit.” Kelly’s eyes widened as she started moving out of bed. “Really?” She pulled open a dresser drawer and threw on a long t-shirt. Then she closed that one and opened another drawer. A pair of cotton briefs slid up her legs and disappeared under the shirt. Then a pair of shorts went on as well.
Arthur sat on the bed as he watched her dress. “Yeah.”
“Shit.” Kelly spat again. “I was going to make you breakfast….” She whined.
“We can go out for breakfast?” Arthur suggested.
“Yeah…” Kelly looked at her bedroom door. “I’m sorry, Arthur. I really should talk to Kate. Are you… is that okay?”
“Oh, yeah, of course.” Arthur nodded as he stood up. “Don’t worry about me. I’ll let you two catch up. I’ve got breakfast at home anyway.” He nodded.
“Next time, we can do this at your place. I’ll make you breakfast.” Kelly promised.
“I’ll make you breakfast if it’s at my place.” Arthur laughed.
“Deal.” Kelly smirked and stepped over to him. He parted his legs so she could stand between his knees facing her bed while he faced her. She leaned down slightly and kissed him. She didn’t even mind the morning breath. Neither did he. “For now, though, I think you’d better get out of here. Katelyn will probably be very anti-men for at least a few days.”
“Yeah, I get that.” He nodded. “Tell her I formally apologize on behalf of my gender.” Arthur smirked. Kelly seemed confused by the joke at first but then got it. Pre-coffee Kelly was not quick-witted Kelly.
He patted her thigh, and she stepped away. He stood, stretched, and followed her out of her bedroom and into the living room. He found his socks and shoes while Kelly went to the bathroom. Katelyn ignored him while she watched tv.
“Alright, well…” He said as he approached the door.
“Bye.” Katelyn waved.
Kelly came into view from the hallway and gave him a small, awkward smile. “Next Friday, your place that works for you?”
“This Friday coming up?” He asked, making sure they were talking about a one-week difference and not a two-week difference.
“Yeah.” Kelly nodded.
“Yeah.” Arthur nodded back. “I’ll see you then.” He nodded once more to Katelyn. “It was nice meeting you. Sorry, it was uh… a bit awkward.”
Katelyn shrugged. “Not for me. I’m a single woman now. I can see all the dicks.”
Kelly’s one eyebrow rose so high that it almost formed a question mark itself.
“I was hunting for my phone and pants when Katelyn came home.” Arthur said a little sheepishly.
“And your man isn’t shy. Unlike some bastards who should be.” Katelyn spat.
“Right…” Arthur edged toward the door. “Anyway, uh… yeah. Bye.” He waved one last time at Kelly, who waved back awkwardly, then changed her mind and jogged after him. She gave him a quick kiss goodbye and returned to her apartment.
Arthur smiled all the way down the twelve floors to the parking lot and into his car. He started the car and plugged his phone into the charger but didn’t turn it on. He made the drive last night, and he knew how to get home.
Once he was home and in his own parking lot, his phone was still only at ten percent. Rather than turn it on, he put it back in his pocket and went upstairs. He took his keys out, unlocked his handle and deadbolt, and opened his door, only to stop part way because of the chain across it. Someone had pulled the chain across his door. Selene?
“Selene?” He asked as he slightly closed the door again. “Are you in there?”
A groggy harumphing noise came from the left of the door, where his sofa was, but he couldn’t see it through the crack that only showed the right-hand side of his living room, which was mostly empty.
“Selene?” Arthur asked again.
The door was pushed shut from the other side. He heard the sliding of the chain, and then the door opened. Arthur stepped in. “Why did you-” He stopped when he realized it wasn’t Selene behind the door but her sister Katerine. Too many names today started with K.
“Habit.” Katerine answered and wiped her eyes with the back of her hand.
This was the first time Arthur had seen her when she wasn’t done up. As far as he could tell, she wasn’t wearing makeup. Her usually perfectly tended hair with perfect curls was kinked and messy. She typically wore professional clothes and ironed blouses. Now she was wearing an oversized t-shirt with the front of it caught on the waistband of what appeared to be pajama shorts that barely reached her thighs. She yawned and shuffled over to the sofa.
“Where’s Selene?” Arthur asked, still confused.
Katerine sank into the couch and gestured behind Arthur toward his bedroom door, which was shut.
“You slept here last night?” Arthur asked. He looked to his bedroom door and then back to Katerine.
“I didn’t want to sleep in an otherwise empty apartment again. Was that okay?” Katerine asked. “Selene said she texted you but didn’t hear back. Guess your date was a success then?”
“Uh… yeah. I guess.” Arthur nodded. “I mean, yeah. I don’t mind you sleeping here. I was just surprised.”
“So, are you a taken man now? Gonna stop fuckin’ my sister?” Pre-coffee Katerine was identical to blunt Katerine.
Arthur stopped for a second, both shocked by Katerine’s frankness and shocked that he was surprised by it. He was, after all, fucking her sister. Pretty regularly. More than that. She’d become something like his full-time sex slave, which was not something he’d even remotely thought of this time last week. After Katerine caught Selene reciting her slave mantra and sucking his cock, she was aware of the situation. At first, she’d been pretty upset about it, but after talking it out, she seemed at least okay with it if it made Selene happy. According to Selene, they’d talked even more about it, and he and Katerine were supposed to have a conversation later today about it all. He still wasn’t sure what to expect or how to handle it, but she seemed to expect an answer. She was awake now and looking at him, studying his face for a more authentic reply than his lips might give her.
“I’m not a taken man.” Arthur shook his head. “Kelly wants to keep things casual. She wants us to keep seeing each other but is too busy for a boyfriend right now. She’s okay if we date other people too.”
“Is that what you call your little arrangement?” Katerine asked with a sneer. “Do all your dates worship your cock?”