“Maybe. But then again maybe I’m just enjoying having you on top of me.” She blushed. Even in the dim light I could tell that she was blushing. And damned if that did make her even hotter.
“You wish stalker.” She raised up and offered me a hand up. I took it not intending to use it, but as I tried to move all of my muscles were locked into place. It was like all of them had turned to stone against my bones. With a bit of grunting from both of us I made my way to my feet.
“Here, come over and sit.” She helped move me over to the steps. I sat down and felt the wood sag a bit with my weight. “I’ll be right back.” She headed in through the still broken back door returning a second later with a beer and picking hers up off the porch where she’d sat it down earlier. She handed me the fresh cold one after opening it for me.
“I’m so damned sorry. I’ve never tazed an innocent guy before.”
“Wait, stop right there,” I interrupted. “How many guys have you tazed before tonight?” She smiles again.
“Enough to know that this is going to hurt.” She ran her hand across my chest and I breathed out as she caressed my sore skin. And then she ripped one of the leads out of my chest. I couldn’t even scream before she had the second one in hand and yanked it free as well. I could feel the faint trickle of blood as the leads complete with a barbed end tore the skin on the way out.
“Holy fuck!” I shouted, finally catching my breath. “That fucking hurt worse than the electricity.”
She looked abashed at that. “I did try to warn you.”
“The hell you did! You just felt up on me for a second, got your jollies, and then ripped half my pecs off.” I had tears standing in my eyes. It was worse than typing all of your nose hairs out at once. It was a stinging pain though more than the lingering ache that was covered by my electrocuted muscles though.
“Oh, don’t whine. You still have plenty of nice firm booby left.”
“So you did feel me up.” I joked.
“Well, I had to get my jollies somehow after all.” She was smirking now. Dear lord, this woman was sexy. Her body was amazing, but quick wit and smarmy banter was face of the sun hot on a woman.
“Touche,” I jested.
“Oh you want me to touch them some more huh? What a perv.” She leaned over bumping my shoulder with hers.
We drank our beers in silence for a bit before I spoke up again. “Alright Annie, now that you know I’m not going to kill you and I know that you regret trying to kill me, I’m Matt.” I held out me hand and she looked at me stupid.
“Annie?” she asked.
“Only Annie Oakley was that quick of a draw. I mean seriously, where did you have that thing hidden?” She laughed at that. A deep honest relaxed laugh that a guy would hope to get out of a woman on a first date.
“Wouldn’t you like to know all of my secrets?” She took my hand at that point. “I’m Ruby. It’s been really interesting getting to meet you tonight, Matt.”
We sat there for some time chatting, mainly explaining who we were. She had just finished her final year at the local community college knocking out all of her pre-requisite classes as cheap as she could. Next year she was headed to Chicago for medical school. I explained that I’d just graduated from Loyola University in Chicago.
We kept on talking about what to do, where to go, and where to eat in Chicago. Then she asked, “So what are you doing in this shit hole duplex if you’ve got a decent job?” I really liked this girl and for whatever reason, I didn’t want to lie to her.
“Honestly?” She nodded her head. I actually expected her to pop off with, “No, please, tell me a fairy tale story.” But she was being serious at the moment. “I grew up without much that I could call my own. We weren’t terribly poor, but we had money concerns. I didn’t want that anymore. So I decided to invest.”
“So what you’re saying is you lost all of your money and this is the only place other than a cardboard box that you can afford. Well, you should have chosen the box, trust me.” She looked over her shoulder at the door and then up at the ceiling where a naked bulb dangled.
I took a deep breath, “No, I invested in this.” I raised my arms. Then I looked at Ruby. Her open mouthed expression was priceless. “I’m going to fix it all up.”
She started laughing again. “You’re so full of shit! Nobody is that stupid.”
“Don’t ever overestimate someone’s IQ. And in my defense, I bought it online.” I should not have said that last bit.
She laid back at this, laughing her ass off. “You bought a house online!” She was having trouble breathing. “That you’ve never seen before? Oh God, you’re right! I’ll discount every first impression from now on, because you’re an idiot.”
At this point I noticed that with her laying back like this how much shorter her short bath robe had gotten. I was staring at almost her entire exposed thighs now. Her legs were toned with tight muscle chords. The dark creamy skin was so inviting that I wanted to run a hand up them.
I snapped back to reality not wanting to get caught staring. “It could be worse. I could be the one renting this place.”
“Nope, at least I can escape. You’re stuck with it forever, because nobody is more of an idiot than you, so nobody is ever going to buy it from you.” This brought on a new waive of laughter that had her bringing her knees up and her robe fell fully open except for the tie in the middle. Her nipples were barely covered, but her amazing ass and pussy were there for my eyes to eat up.
I only caught a quick look before she covered herself and got up to her feet still laughing. She knew that she’d just given me one hell of a show, but she wasn’t put off by it. “Ok, Landlord.” She said landlord like she was saying your highness. “Your door is the one leaning up there, so it’s yours to fix.”
I stumbled to my feet and went over looking at the door. It had come out of the track that it was supposed to slide back and forth in. The issue was that the top track had cracked and would need to be replaced. I told her what the issue was and that I’d come over the next day to get it fixed properly. Then it struck me. “Since I’ll be doing a bunch of work on the place, I don’t want to disturb you too much. When are you out of the house for work? I can do most of the loud stuff then so that I don’t ruin your day everyday.”
“Oh,” she said, a bit surprised. I could tell that she was thrown off the I cared enough to not want to disturb her. “I work from home.”
“Ok, I do my work from home most days too. What shift do you work so that at least I won’t interrupt work?” I asked.
“Uh, I kind of make my own hours. I mean I do usually keep a schedule, but sometimes I work later than other times. I just finished work tonight before coming out here.”
Oh damn. I had heard what she was doing, and that didn’t seem like regular work at all. “What do you do for a living?” I was still fiddling with the door so that I she wouldn’t see my imagination running away with me.
“Promise not to judge?” I have a grunt of agreement. “I run a website.” I didn’t say anything hoping that she’d continue and I was rewarded with my patience. “I run an Only Fans site.” My cock twitched at the remembered sounds and I began to imagine what all that looked like.