Author's Note: This story is completely fictional and did not happen. All names of characters are fictional and were made up. Please do not copy and plagiarize my work.
This story was a reader's request. Thank you to Rich for the original ideas. The theme was entirely his choice. I hope you enjoy!
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Sunlight beamed from the clear blue sky. Without a cloud in sight, the rays blinded anyone who found themselves outside. On a hot summer day like this, no one wanted to be out unless they had something to do. For one man driving the dark-painted streets of Coconut Grove, there was more than something to do on this day. A white Toyota casually moved down the street. Behind the steering wheel was one lucky man, or so he believed himself to be. The heat of the day was of no concern to him with the air conditioner of the car making life much easier inside. The glimmer of a silver watch was visible across his left wrist. That was the only piece of jewelry anyone would find Roy wearing. The twenty-three-year old man had found himself with a taste of simple living.
Life, however, was not always easy. Today's assignment was not on the clock but could not be described as a joy ride either. After dropping out of college at the U, Roy found himself with a job in air conditioner repair. It paid off having an uncle who his own electrical business and was willing to pull the strings to get him a decent job. The pay was good, but the hours could be demanding. Summer time proved to be brutal when people across town needed work done to their air conditioning units. In college, Roy hoped to find a career in electrical engineering, but he did not think twice to blow through his days partying and drinking. Those old days seemed like a blur at this point, two years after the fact. Life came at you fast once you had to pay your own bills and manage a weekly check.
As time moved by, Roy had begun to forget most of his college days. His work days were spent traveling around town through various neighborhoods. It was easy for him to start daydreaming back at the company building when awaiting calls. He still had his old 'boobie mags' as friends called them from college. Magazines long out of print from England displaying topless buxom women. With no experience in dating, he found himself lusting after women across the pages in their glamourous photo shoots. Since he was off today, any other time he would probably be at home relaxing, or listening to music. Life was lonely in his case. Dating women had never been something he excelled at. Sometimes, Roy feared he would remain a virgin up until his thirties.
Friday and Wednesday were the only days on schedule that he ever could have as off days, apart from Sunday. No one worked on Sundays, leading to many calls to begin Monday mornings. Last week a customer had called in from Coconut Grove. An older woman in her mid-fifties residing in a two story luxury home. Her once blonde hair faded with a touch of grey. She had piercing, icy blue eyes that Roy clearly remembered from that day when she smiled at him. Even greater was her cleavage that was in his face more than once when she leaned over in a V cut blouse. He spent two hours in her home working on the main unit that had a wiring problem. The woman called herself Susan, or Miss. Susan as Roy had referred to her out of respect.
Yesterday Susan had called the company again, leaving a message for one specific repairman who was not on duty when she called. At first, Roy did not know what to think with this woman inviting him over on his off day. She requested to see him and no one else, driving the point that she wanted his company. Who was this woman? From the appearance of her home, Roy had the impression she may have been a widow. Or perhaps she was a divorced woman. He noticed old family photographs during his time in her living room. The framed pictures told him that she was a mother with grown children long out of the house. She did not wear a wedding ring of any kind, or at least he did not notice on his visit.
What made her want to see him again? That was another question he could not answer. The day he had worked on her unit, Susan offered drinks and even dinner. Roy wished he could call her and ask if this was some kind of date. The only message he had from her was that she wanted to see him on an off day. That made it sound more like a date than anything else. He did not care about the obvious age gap between them when he already had bad luck with dating women. It was not like he could call off work and hit up a bar and try to smooth talk a woman into dinner. Opportunities like this were rare in Roy's life, so if it was a date, he seen no reason to deny this older woman.
On first glance, all of the houses appeared to look the same behind walls and gates. Coconut Grove could seem like a gated community on first glance. Roy had learned his way around the neighborhood after multiple customers needed repair work through the past year. Lucky for him, he still remembered where Susan's home was. Her place lacked a giant gate like the other homes. The driveway was made of round stones, blending in nicely with the pathway to the front door. On the right side, near the path, was a brick-built garage. No other car was in sight as Roy pulled in and shifted gears to park. Once he turned the key in the ignition to shut his car off, he unbuckled his seat belt and opened the driver's door. The sunlight temporarily blinded him as he stepped his sneakers onto the stone walkway below.
He ran his left hand through his short brown hair while studying her yard for a moment. Roy smiled when he noticed the freshly trimmed grass. For some odd reason, it brought back memories of pushing a lawnmower back home. A black leather jacket covered his skinny chest, with a pink T-shirt underneath. He could not pass up the opportunity to wear his favorite lucky shirt, just in case this was a date. A pair of stonewashed blue jeans completed his outfit for the day to go with his white sneakers. Outside, birds could be heard chirping in the distance near a row of palm trees that offered shade, but no where close to the house. He felt his jacket, searching for his sunglasses for a moment. Roy turned back to the, looking around the drink holder for them.
"Hello there, Roy!"
A voice called out from behind him, taking Roy by surprise. As he turned around, he was greeted by the sight of Susan standing in a white blouse and matching mini skirt. The blouse had a deep cut, revealing her massive cleavage. Her long, silvery blonde hair overflowed beyond her shoulders with the glimmer of gold hoop earrings. Below, he caught sight of her high-heeled stiletto shoes. She was certainly dressed as if this were indeed a date between them. Roy had to do a double take as he watched her smile wide, revealing her perfect white teeth.
"Nice shirt. I like a man who isn't scared of the color pink."
He blushed, trying to contain his smile before laughing.
"Yeah, this is my lucky shirt. I figured what could go wrong if I wear it today?"
Now she was the one giggling at him. Susan placed her hands on her hips, looking him over.
"Well, today might just be your lucky day. You did such a fine job on my air conditioner, I thought I'd call you over for dinner and treat you one day."
"That's awfully kind of you, Miss. Susan. Are you always this nice to guys who fix things for you?"
She glanced away for a moment, raising her right hand index finger beneath her chin.
"Hmmmm, maybe. Then again, maybe not! You were a lot nicer to me than the last repairman who came over and over-charged me. I thought I'd repay the kindness and invite you back over."
His face lit up in a full smile as she curved her soft pink lips into a grin. Roy glanced away to look back at the car. He shut the door, knowing better than to keep it open on a blazing hot day like this.
"Come on in. It's no point standing around here sweating your ass off."
Her words made him laugh as he followed behind. Roy was taken back by how quiet she left the front door that he had not heard her approaching him from behind. The front door was left open until he hurried behind her and shut it. The doorway led down a dimly lit hallway, complete with beige-colored wallpaper and white lining as the first signs of interior decoration. Susan's high heels clicked and clacked across the wooden surface of the floor below. Beyond, a short hallway led into the foyer, revealing to Roy just how massive her home truly was. A spiraling staircase led upstairs, trimmed in gold lining with white decorations. The steps of the stairs had dark red carpeting. He studied the details as she spoke again.
"You're earlier than I expected. I don't start dinner until later today, so how about we go into the living room and have a little chat?"
"That sounds good to me."
Roy followed behind Susan but She was already long ahead of him. The sound of her heels stomped loudly in the distance. Through another hallway, the wooden floor turned to dark red carpeting. In the living room, two black couches faced one another with a large television screen hanging above. A fancy rug was in the middle, with two large oval-shaped glass tables in the center. Across the room were large windows, with the curtains drawn back to allow the sunlight to properly illuminate the room. During his first visit, he had only taken a short glance at her living room. Now he had the time to admire the interior beauty of her home.
"Take your shoes off and make yourself comfortable."
Her words snapped him out of the distraction Roy had at witnessing such luxury. For all the time he spent in this town, he had become accustomed to his small scale apartment, but it could not compare to the elegance of a place like this. Her home was almost like a castle from the size alone. Obeying her wish, he reached down and untied his left shoe first before taking it off. Susan had walked around, sitting down on the couch, as he witnessed from the corner of his right eye. Not until Roy had taken his other shoe off did he walk around to join her.
"Do you mind if I take my jacket off as well?"
Susan shook her head. She crossed her legs and watched Roy move towards the couch where she sat.
"I told you to make yourself comfortable, so go ahead. Would you like something to drink? I've got a new bottle of Jim Bean in kitchen I haven't opened yet."
"No, I don't drink anything like that."
"Ah, a clean thinker. I like that in a man."
Her words had caused him to blush, but not enough to make him entirely immobile. Roy sat down next to her and exhaled. He was beginning to quietly think that this was the first time in his life he had been invited to a woman's house.
