Jack rounded the corner signaling the halfway mark of his walk. A month ago, he never thought he could walk this far. His doctor told him he was on his way to an early death unless he turned his life around. He was instructed to walk at least twenty minutes every day and to eat a healthier diet.
Jack had rarely eaten much of anything and knew he could not walk for twenty minutes, but he was tired of just sitting around the house waiting to die. He’d spent his days watching TV and playing online solitaire.
He attempted walking as his doctor ordered but could barely make it to the end of the block. When he passed his first milestone of walking all around the block, he wanted to celebrate, but needed a nap first.
He still watched a lot of TV, but now when he went online it was to look up recipes. He went to the store more often looking for the ingredients listed on the paperwork his doctor had given him on nutrition. He doctor wanted him to eat more and get his weight up. Apparently, he had been wasting away.
He now walked the required twenty minutes every day and actually felt better. He found other interest as well. He cooked and most of what he made tasted pretty good. He found some other online entertainment rather than solitaire. There was a site that catered to story writers and he found a lot of them that he liked and considered trying his hand at writing.
He also started to notice the people around him, especially a woman who appeared to be under the same doctor’s orders as he was. He watched as she struggled to increase her walks just as he was. They seemed to be competing with each other and neither wanted to give up before the other. When she walked five blocks, he made sure he did six the next day.
He actually enjoyed when she was ahead of him so he could watch her motion. He thought about writing a story about her and her sexy walk. He knew she lived close to him since neither one of them could walk very far yet. He had only seen her while she was in the middle of her walk and had never followed her to her home.
The next day Jack locked his front door and turned to start his half-mile long morning walk when he saw her rounding the corner and walking towards him.
” ‘morning neighbor. I was wondering where you lived. We see each other walking every day. Wanna walk together today? I’m Liz, by the way.”
“Good morning, I’m Jack and I’d love to walk with you. It seems we are on the same schedule. My doctor ordered me to start walking about a month ago and it’s been hard, but when I saw you struggling to walk too, I felt as if we were somehow in this together.”
“We must have the same doctor. Mine too said I needed to walk, change my diet, and in short turn my life around. Seeing you out there walking inspired me too. There were many days when I just said the hell with it, then I’d see you walking by and knew I had to get out there.” Liz shared.
They started off on their path to fitness, chatting and getting to know each other along the way. They both noticed that the walk seemed shorter today even though they added several blocks to their normal path. They agreed to meet each morning and walk together. Turns out they lived just around the corner from each other.
They continued walking together and over time Jack learned that he and Liz had a lot in common. They were both estranged from their families and had slowly lost contact with the people they knew. They had both been trained to hate themselves and tended to add people into their lives who would perpetuate that belief. Anyone who would say anything commentary about them would raise red flags as a person out to get something from them and not to be trusted.
Liz had shared a lot about herself which Jack understood. He had developed the same technique in sharing all the deep dark secrets about himself early so that the new person would just reject him early and not waste a lot of time. He liked Liz.
They had been walking together for a week now and were up to just over a mile when Jack asked, “Do you find it difficult cooking for just yourself?”
“Yeah, I used to just have mac and cheese, but now it is a major production to make something and most of the recipes I’ve found serve four. That means a lot of leftovers.” Liz shared.
“Want to come over to my place tonight for dinner? I’m having Cod, broccoli, and brown rice. I’ll even throw in enough leftovers for one more meal. That way we’ll each get two meals out of the deal.” Jack offered.
“That sounds great. Then I’ll make the next meal for us to share.” Liz accepted.
When Jack got back home, he was ecstatic, he hadn’t had anyone over to his home in many years. He straightened up a bit, but he normally kept his home fairly neat. The meal he had planned was one he’d made before and knew it would not take long to prepare. He checked to make sure he had all the ingredients he needed and matching dinner wear.
Seeing everything was in order, he turned on his computer and went to the site he preferred to read a few more erotic short stories. He again thought of writing a story about Liz. He had not thought of being intimate with a woman in a long time, but he now longed to see Liz naked. He told himself that dinner was just one more step toward his new fantasy goal.
Liz got home and took a shower. She tingled thinking she would get to spend more time with Jack and in his home. She had not felt this way about a man in many years, but Jack was different. He had shared a lot with her and she knew that he had held nothing back. It was like he gave her all the reasons to reject him. She was familiar with this technique since she often did the same. She ended up liking him for it.
She had to decide what to wear, she didn’t want to appear too casual, but not to dressy either–it would be better to err or the side of casual, but it needed to be sexy too. She had noticed that he often checked out her body as they walked and he thought she wasn’t paying attention. She normally questioned when men looked at her that way, but she enjoyed Jack’s attention.
Liz knocked on Jack’s door just as he stepped out of the shower. He rushed to let her in dressed only in a towel.
“I’m sorry. I’m too early,” she blurted out red faced.
“My fault entirely. I did not indicate a time. Come on in and I’ll get dressed.” Jack invited.
“Are you sure, I could go back home and come back in an hour.” She offered hoping he would refuse.
“Don’t be silly. I’ll only be a minute. Would you like a glass of wine?” Jack offered.
“I haven’t had anything to dink in years, but I’d love a glass.”
Jack adjusted the towel around his waist and went into his kitchen to pour them each a glass of wine. He handed her a glass, took a sip of his, then excused himself to his bedroom. He pushed the door closed, but it only closed halfway and if Liz wanted, she could still see him in his bedroom removing the towel. She pretended not to notice, but when he asked how she spent her afternoon she had to take a step closer to talk with him.
She indicated that she did a bit of cleaning and stressed out a bit on what to wear tonight.
“I like your outfit,” he commented.
“Thanks. Would I be too out of line if I said I liked yours too?” she replied.
They both laughed. When Jack walked out of his bedroom he almost ran into Liz, who was standing a bit closer than she intended.
He led her into the kitchen where he proceeded to finish preparing dinner for the two of them. Liz apologized again for coming over too early and Jack dismissed her apology with the comment, “That was the most excitement this old man has seen in many years.”
He again commented on the outfit she wore, simple Tee and slacks. He would have preferred her to not wear a bra, but she did look sexy. They chatted about the struggles they were experiencing with their new doctor ordered life style changes.
Liz commented that he was looking healthier than when she first saw him six weeks ago. He returned the compliment and shared that he had gained a few pounds.
“My doctor told me to gain weight too and that’s why we started to cook isn’t it. By the way the weight you gained went to all the right spots,” she winked at him as she said it and they both laughed
Liz commented that she was looking for a hobby and Jack shared that he was thinking of starting to write short stories.
“Have you written anything so far? I’d love to read what you write.” Liz offered.
“Maybe I’ll write about inviting a woman over while I’m in the shower.” Jack joked.
“I’d definitely read that,” Liz replied with a laugh.
Jack served the dinner he prepared of steamed cod with mushroom, and lemon, broccoli, and brown rice.
“This looks and smells lovely,” Liz commented.
They enjoyed their dinner and continued to chat and laugh for another couple of hours. Liz insisted on helping out with the dishes and made sure she had her leftovers before she headed home. She gave him a hug, their first. It seemed to indicated something more than just a thank you.
The next day Jack met Liz for their morning walk and she could not stop talking about how great dinner was and how much she looked forward to the leftovers tonight. She invited him over the following day for a dinner she would make. She planned on a chicken and pasta meal that might have more leftovers than one person could handle.
“Do you want to set a time or should I just come over when I think you are in the shower?” Jack asked with a smile.
“Well, that is one option, but I was thinking that maybe you could come over in the early afternoon and I could share my new hobby with you.”
“That sound like fun. What is your new hobby?” Jack asked.
“I took a few art classes in high school and junior college and thought I’d get back into that. I enjoyed it a lot.” Liz admitted.
“What did you draw?”
“I did figurative drawings,” she said blushing.
“So, you need me to model for you?”
“I’d love it if you would,” she replied.
“I’ve never modeled before, but I’m willing to give it a shot.”
After their walk Jack rushed home eager to start the hobby he’d been thinking about. He turned on his computer and opened his word processing software. Four hours later and he had the first draft of the story he envisioned. It was about a male character who invites over a female character for dinner and when she shows up early, he has to welcome her into his home dressed only in a towel. He excuses himself to get dressed and as soon as he removes his towel, he sees her standing in this bedroom doorway staring at him. She ends up caressing and licking him before pushing him back onto his bed and riding him.