Laundry Day_(1)

Henry sat down on his sofa, he was bored, bored to tears to be exact. He had been at work whole night, hit the gym as he came off duty and slept when he got home. He still had six hours before his shift started again and he had nothing to do with the power being out. The land lord had put up a notice about it last week and Henry had taken precautions, but he really did not think that it would get to him this way. He shifted and stared at his dead television, he had already cleaned what and where he could, the only thing he did not clean was his clothes. He sat upright, now there was an idea, not the most exciting thing to do, but he could head down to a Laundromat to wash his clothes. He quickly threw his clothing together and headed out, the closest place was just two blocks away so he decided to walk, no reason to actually drive such a short distance. It was rather quiet so early in the evening and even the Laundromat was empty. He selected one of the washing machines and filled it up, dumping his washing powder and fabric softener in, he slipped the coins into the machine and sat down.

The tinkle of the bell above the door made him look up, the woman who came in was dressed in a red, low-cut top and blue jeans, the lights reflected from her black hair. She gave him a smile and he nodded back with a smile of his own. Then he returned his attention back to the washing machine in front of him. The woman actually picked the machine next to the one he was using, she bundled her clothing into the machine, paused and then turned around to him.

“Excuse me, you don’t have extra washing powder perhaps?”

He nodded,

“Yeah, right in the basket on that machine, help yourself.”

She smiled at him gratefully,

“Thank you, I can’t believe I forgot that of all things.”

He chuckled,

“It happens to the best of us.”

As she bent over the machine to fetch the box out of the basket, he appraised her again. She was shorter than he was, her ass filled the jean very nicely and what he saw from her coming in, her breasts seemed to fit her rounded hips as well. He had to say he liked what he saw, his friends had ribbed him a lot about sneaking looks at the plumper women, but it was not his fault that he liked them. After dumping her coins into the machine and starting it, she came to sit down next to him, brushing her hair out of her face, she stuck out a hand.

“Ellen,”

he shook her hand and smiled,

“Henry.”

“So Henry what brings you here? You don’t come here often. I unfortunately do, so I would know.”

He shrugged,

“Boredom mostly, power is out at my place and I had nothing to do, so I came here, it’s better than doing nothing.”

He arched an eyebrow,

“Why do you say that you come here often unfortunately?”

She grimaced,

“Curse of having an apartment which is too small to house a washing machine.”

Henry grimaced,

“I know the feeling, been there before the pay grade bump.”

She chuckled,

“At least one of us has gotten out of it. Now I will have to wait for a raise.”

Henry nodded, it only started to occur then to him that she had turned in her seat and from that position he had quite a good look at her rather bountiful cleavage. Not wanting to be rude he kept his eyes as much as possible on hers as they talked. He had to admit that it was quite a feat for him, he actually felt quite chuffed with himself when the machine binged to say his clothing was done. As he got up to bundle his clothing into the dryer she followed, helping him as they kept chatting, as they were returning to their seats her machine made the same sound and this time she did the gathering and moving to the dryer, he went with her, he was caught a bit unaware when she asked if he could take the bundle from her

He did so, but in the process he basically groped her tits as he tried to grab hold of the entire bundle, then brushed his forearms over the undersides of her breasts as he gathered in the bundle.