I was desperate. I had lost everything. My new van had been repossessed. I was being evicted from my apartment. I was at my wit's end, but let me start at the beginning . . .
For years I had been living with my boyfriend whom I had expected I would marry eventually but I was so naive. My mother told me while I was pregnant with our first child that she had seen him with another woman but I didn't believe her. Years later he confessed to me while he was drinking that he had cheated on me several times. I was foolish and forgave him. I may have forgiven but I never forgot. As time past my anger and hatred for him grew. Then one morning when I got up for work, my little dog was gone. When I asked him where he was he said I let him out and he never came back. I was so angry because I always chained him out and had asked him several times to do the same. At that moment I made a decision to leave him. When I left, I took our two teenage children with me and gave him ample visitations. He convinced them one at a time to move back in with him.
I was working two jobs and paying my own bills. I was happy but missed my kids. Things began to go bad for me. I lost my part time jobs. Then my van got repossessed. I was in danger of being evicted from my apartment in the middle of a very cold Pennsylvania winter.
My sister and I came up with a solution. It would involve a little risk but in the long run I would be much happier. It was simple, I give up my job and use my retirement to buy me a trailer and put it on her land. The benefits out weighed the drawbacks so we began to set things in motion so that I could move early in the spring, if I didn't get evicted before then.
She called me on a Sunday afternoon to tell me she had found me a trailer for sell in my price range CHEAP. She was going to look at it that afternoon and would call me later with the details.
Unable to wait any longer I called her. She said it was perfect and gave me the guys name and number so I could call him for details. I called him that same night. I liked all the things he had to say so we made an appointment to meet so he could show it to me.
When I arrived to see the trailer, he was running late. I went to the nearby gas station to grab a cup of coffee. I went back to the trailer and walked around the outside. I really liked what I saw. I hoped he was willing to work with me about the price.
I was sitting in my car making some notes of questions to ask him and keeping warm when he pulled up. He was driving a nice pickup truck. When he climbed out of the truck, I was stunned he was tall dark and very handsome. My heart gave a flutter when I saw him put on a Stetson hat and walk my way. I looked down at his feet and sure enough he was wearing cowboy boots. I was about to open my car door but he beat me to it and offered me his hand.
I took his hand and stood up. I stand 5'8 in my bare feet and with my boots on I am probably 5'9 or 5'10 but even then I had to look up at him. He must have been 6'2 or taller. He smiled down at me and said, "Hi I'm Steve you must be Vicki?"
I smiled up and him and nodded.
He said, "Can we get acquainted while I show you the place." He led me up the stairs and into the trailer.
Once inside I was amazed. It was decorated in the most beautiful fashion. The kitchen was my favorite shade of yellow and my kitchen accessories would match superbly. The livingroom was in rich earthy colors. The two bedrooms were done in contrasting colors, one was in a pale purple with a lilac border and the other was in black and white stripes. It had two bathrooms and both of them were decorated with simple country charm.
I was in awe. I looked at him and said, "Steve, you have to be kidding me? You can't sell this for just $10,000."
He smiled and said, "Vicki, Have a seat. I have a story to tell you."
We walked over to the kitchen counter and I sat on the kitchen counter top while he leaned against the opposite wall and stared out the window. He began slowly, "Vicki, I bought this place a few years ago hoping to get married and build a bigger house to raise a family in. Well I fell for a city girl and she won't have anything to do with this place. We were married a few months ago but she left me last week and I don't want a reminder of my country ways. So I am selling this and eventually the land it sits on. Do you want it?"
I looked at Steve and said, "I have a confession to make. I can't afford it. I came here to talk you down in price. You see I have a story too. Are you interested in hearing it?"
He sat on the opposite counter and smiling said, "you listened to mine so I will listen to yours."
I told him all about what had happened and my sisters plan to help me out. I explained to him that I am a country girl and tired of the city life. We sat there in silence neither wanting to look at the other. Then he slid off the counter and came to stand in front of me and asked, "How much do you have?"
I looked down at the floor and said, "I don't have nearly enough. I better go."
Just as I got to the door he said, "Vicki, please wait!"
I stood there with my hand on the door knob but didn't turn around because I didn't want him to see my tears. He walked up behind me and turned me around. He used his finger to tilt my head up to face him. He wiped my tears away and said, "Why the tears?"
I looked down at the floor. I was embarrassed to let him see me cry. He used his finger to tilt my head up again. He smiled at me. He took me in his arms and kissed the top of my head. He ran his hands over my back trying to comfort me. When my crying stopped, he tilted my head up to him again. I started to apologize but he stopped me with a kiss. His lips were soft but urgent. His tongue demanded access to my mouth. It had been along time since I had been kissed and my body began to respond. My arms snaked up and around his neck. I returned his kisses with kisses of my own. He slid his hands down to cup my ass cheeks as I pressed myself against him. I moaned as I felt how hard he was. He backed me up against the door and continued to kiss me. My neck was hurting from looking up at him but I didn't want to stop kissing him. He must have had the same problem for in an instant he lifted me up and into his arms and carried me back to the kitchen counter. He gently sat me down and continued to kiss me. While he was kissing me, he unzipped my coat and slid his hands up under my blouse to find my breasts. He gave them a squeeze and then his thumbs found my nipples and he rolled them between his thumb and forefinger. I let a loud moan escape and he knew I was his for the taking.