Morning Coffee

I dropped in to see Cathy after work, something I did once in a while. I’d known her for as long as I could remember, she was my mom’s best friend, and had been since primary school. She’d always been around, kind of an unofficial aunt. I’d even stayed at her place with her during my first year at Uni, it was cheap and kept my mom happy. Over that year we had come to know each other quite well, she didn’t tell mom everything that I did!

“Think I’ve about had enough of him, he’s so thick!”

“Aww, Cathy, he’s cute though,” I commented.

“Cuteness isn’t enough, I want more, something like a real conversation would be a good start.”

“Seems like he’s interested you for months now.”

“Has his good points I must admit, he is fun in bed.”

I grinned, “Well, can’t have everything Cathy.”

“Maybe not, but this isn’t growing into the relationship I wanted. All he wants to do is have sex and then watch sport.”

“Well he is a man, can’t expect too much.”

“He does nothing around the place, you would think that after living here for six or seven months he’d take some interest and at least fix stuff.”

“So what you going to do about it then?”

“Think I’m going to have to tell him it’s over and he needs to clear his stuff out.”

“Will you be OK with that? You’ll miss him, even if it’s only in bed.”

“True, I do like a man around, and Dave has been good there… but I do want more than that. I’ve got to get him out before it becomes too settled – like a bad habit you just can’t get rid of.”

“Maybe I should take him off your hands.” I chuckled.

Cathy laughed, “You’d soon be frustrated with him, get past the sex and he’s hopeless – believe me!”

“Well, he must be good at that or you’d not have let him move in with you. You should be a good friend and give me the benefit of your experience, especially as you have taught him how to treat people in this house.”

“You little slut! He’s still in my bed and you are eying the opportunity.”

I laughed, “Cathy, I’ve used your car, your washing machine, your clothes, and other stuff when you haven’t needed them … so maybe Dave…?”

“ That is different…”

“True, those you wanted back.”

“Sally!”

“Well, you say that bed is the only thing he’s good at, and you don’t want him anymore… so…”

“Didn’t say I didn’t want the sex, just don’t want the rest of him.”

“Doubt that is an option Cathy, seems like he wants you to take care of him and everything in exchange for the use of his cock.”

“Is more than just his cock, he knows how to touch a woman…