Satsuki

The dim light of the sun cut into the room in thin blades through the hanging blinds from the eastern window. The air inside the bedroom was still thick with the spent body heat of its two occupants, their clothes strew haphazardly across the floor in every direction. The bed itself was even more of a mess, sheets folded and tossed looking like a tornado had run through, with stains of sweat, saliva, and a quite sizable puddle of spent semen darkening the white sheets in every direction. Upon that bed, You was still laid out bare naked, lying in whatever position they'd slumped into before finally falling asleep post-climax the night before. Though…it seemed they were alone for now. The rhythmic sound of the shower running in the next room explained where Satsuki had gone. As if on cue, the beating of the falling water was cut off right as You began to awaken, and a few minutes later the woman stepped out of the bathroom with a towel draped over her shoulders. She met her eyes with You, the same blank expression on her face, even though her supple, naked body was fully exposed to them. "Oh…Morning," the woman said plainly, walking over to pick her panties up off the floor folding them loosely in her hands. She didn't seem concerned that You was looking, though given the state of the room it was nothing they hadn't seen the night before. "I have some extra work to finish up in the office today, so I'd like to borrow your washer and dryer before I head out." She turned away from him and picked her skirt off the floor, again folding it in half across her arm. "I'll pay you back for the detergent I use Monday, so don't worry." Satsuki seemed surprisingly nonchalant, especially considering how passionate and reckless their activities were just the night before.