I had drawn the day shift at the apartment complex where I was head of security on a fine spring day. I saw one of the tenants, Howard approaching the front door with a woman I had never seen before and buzzed the door open so he didn't have to use his key. Howard and I had become friendly over the last few years and he stopped by the desk.
"This is my sister Julie." He introduced her "She'll be staying with me for a few months until she gets married so keep an eye on her."
Like I said Howie knew me so he added a sentence, "But not too close of an eye!"
Howie was a travel agent and a couple of times a year he would fix me up with free travel deals (he specialized in College Break trips and I would go to Bermuda as a guide.) I didn't want to do anything to offend him and ruin the good deal.
His sister Julie looked to be in her mid twenties and would be a pleasure to keep an eye on. She had shoulder length black hair and her dark eyes seemed to have a laugh dancing in them. Her full lips were turned up at the corners with a slight smile. She was wearing a bright green sweater that displayed a nice firm set of C-Cup sized tits and the tight jeans she wore seemed to be painted on a really firm looking ass. I welcomed her to the apartments and told her to let me know if she needed anything. It was all I could do to release that soft little hand of hers after we shook hands.
One evening she was doing her laundry and I was on duty so she came up to talk while waiting for the loads of laundry to get done. She was dressed in an old sweatshirt with no bra and a pair of cut off jeans that made all the men coming in and out of the building take a second long look.
Julie had recently graduated from college and was engaged to her college boyfriend. Their wedding was a few months away and she explained that she was staying with her brother until then because her parents drove her crazy. One thing that I always noticed about Julie is she was someone who always had a sparkle in her eyes. You hear about that in stories but she always had that sparkle whenever I saw her. I thought that she was totally beautiful but remembered her brother's warning and just kept things on a friendly basis.
After that evening Julie would often come by the front desk to chat. I eventually saw her come in a few times with her fiancΓ©. He seemed nice but kind of nerdy.
One Saturday I was just hanging at my apartment. I smoked a joint and was playing some guitar. My roommate was gone as usual, his band playing a weekend gig out of state. There was a knock at the door and I figured it was just one of my friends popping by but I wasn't expecting anyone. Standing at the door was Julie again in those cut off jeans and a casual blouse that didn't hide the fact that those perky boobs of hers were not encumbered by a bra.
"Howie's out of town on some travel thing and my fiancΓ© is busy." She told me, "So I thought I'd just come by and hang out with you for awhile."
I opened the door and welcomed her in. Her eyes scanned my rather bohemian dΓ©cor and landed on the half smoked joint in the ash tray. "Do you mind if I smoke some of that?" she asked.
"Help yourself; I'll just put my guitar away." I replied.