The story of two neighbors and their friendship. There are scenes of one-on-one romantic sex (MF), group sex and bisexual sex (MM and FF). If this is not your thing, move on. Otherwise, enjoy, comment and vote.
"So here's the thing..." Sam was driving over to the condo that she intended to check out. "I spoke to my old friend, Jane, who used to be a Vice-President of Brooklyn Mortgage. She left there a few years ago to start her own boutique mortgage house and she's become very successful with some very high-end clients. She throws a lot of weight in the business. Here's the way that she told me to do this. First of all, we're not potential customers; we're doing Jane a favor. The story is that she has a potential buyer but cannot come down and look at it, so she asked us to inspect it. See, it's not on the market yet but this way, since it will be a private estate sale, we can get the inside scoop. I'll do all the talking, you inspect the house. I have talking points and questions that Jane gave me to work from. Capiche?"
"Sure. You do your thing. I'll be scarce."
We drove for about an hour while Sam provided a running commentary. Fortunately, for me, I had smoked a big doobie before we left so I was feeling no pain. "Here we are," she said. She made a few turns and turned into a small, gated community. "This place only has forty units and thirty-two of them are in these two buildings here along the road. There are eight villas and four of them are better than the other four. We are looking at one of the better ones. Ah, here's the office."
We parked. The landscaping in this place was impressive. It was like a tropical jungle with large, spreading ground palms and tall coconut palms towering above. The foliage was very shady and lush. A good sign. Marie, the site manager, showed us to the unit and opened it for us.
"I'm very pleased that Exclusive is interested in us. This is a very good community. We have original owners. I'm sorry to hear about Mr. and Mrs. Biddle."
"What are the owner association charges," Sam charged right in to the business.
"They're high for this area but well worth it. They run about seven hundred fifty dollars a month. There is a guard at the gate until midnight. He is there year-round. The association maintains the clubhouse, the pools, the outsides of the buildings, the landscaping...the usual stuff. This unit is one of the four premium units because of the views, the privacy and a few extras which I'll show you."
We walked inside. Wow, this place was amazing. It contained four bedrooms, two with private lanais. The kitchen was new and some of the appliances still had stickers on them.
"How long has this been vacant?"
"The owner bought it a year ago and spent quite a bit on renovation, as you can see. He and his wife, an elderly couple, were due to move in from Washington, D.C. last week but he died of covid. His wife is on a respirator and it doesn't look good for her. The children are looking for a quick sale to pay the estate and cover the bills."
"Hmmm." Sam stood in thought. I moved into the rooms. The master bedroom ensuite was quite large. Floor-to-ceiling windows opened onto a screened-in patio that held a small pool, a hot tub and a patio. The master bathroom was newly redone with a large enclosed rain shower and many mirrors. I went into the hallway and inspected the other bedroom, also nicely appointed with doors to the pool. It, too, was ensuite but the bathroom was significantly smaller. From there, I went into the utility room, with a new washer and dryer. It led into the garage, which was big enough for a car and a half. From there, I headed back in toward the living area.
The Living Room was large but cozy. It, too, had floor-to-ceiling windows that wrapped around two walls. One side opened to the patio where the sitting area was, centered around a table with a fire pit in the middle. The other area opened to a magnificent view of the ocean, which was a few hundred yards away. Although, there was little furniture in the rooms, you could imagine this was where the living room would be. The side facing the patio was where the den would go. In between the ocean view and the large modern kitchen was another room, probably a dining room. This room had large windows and another screened lanai.
"What are the extras that you were talking about?"
"One thing is the loft/office above this room. Come over here." She opened a door that had a stairway. This went to the loft. The loft was another large room sitting above the dining room and the den. It, too, had large windows facing the ocean and the patio. This room was fantastic with lots of potential. Marie led us back down stairs. "There are lots of skylights. One extra was the push-button shades for when it gets too hot. Another extra is this."
I hadn't even noticed that between the living area and the bedrooms was an atrium. It was partitioned off by three half-walls with glass above. It was a big enough space for two people to sun or for an indoor garden. It also made the house look larger that it was.
"What's the square footage?" Sam was scribbling notes like crazy.
"Thirty-eight hundred."
"Mmmm. Okay, let's see the exterior." We went back outside.
"This one three thousand square feet and one less lanai. These two units are connected at the point where the master bedrooms meet. Designed to be angled apart to ensure privacy, that's the point through which some communal lines pass, above and below. They face another two premium units with a lesser view and are closer to the clubhouse and common pool back there. The four lesser villas are back there."
"Interesting design and use of space, or perceived space, to convey privacy. So the two apartment complexes buffer the road and that unit anchors the top corner of the property. This unit anchors the properties bottom corner."
"Right. As you can see, the side and top border of the property is a stream that flows from the lagoon. There are bulkheads. You're up nine feet from the water so there is little chance of flooding. Only once did the water ever reach the top of the bulkhead but it didn't overflow."
I looked around the building for signs of termites or decay and saw nothing. I was impressed. Sam and Marie went back to the office while I surveyed the property. As I passed on of the lesser villas, I heard laughter. There was a couple playing in their pool. They were nude. I was even more impressed with this place.
About ten minutes later, Sam and I left. In the car, she asked, "Well, what do you think?"
"Actually, I was gobsmacked. I loved the layout of the place. I loved the amenities. It must cost a fortune."
"Jane told me that it can be had for five hundred thousand and the heirs will hold the paper. That's a great benefit. I think they want to hide the sale. And, I think the condominium board is going to want to put it on the market for nine hundred thousand. I loved it. I want to live there."
"I wouldn't mind living there either."
"Here's what I'm thinking. I'll make the deal through Jane. I have the money thanks to my late husband's will. But what would you say to splitting it with me and we move in together?"
I was shocked! I even stuttered! "Well, w-w-we'll talk about this. I have to think on it." My brain was moving in a hundred directions. Did I want to lose my freedom or my independence? I like my castle. What happens when we disagree? How do we deal with that (let alone a thousand other things)? I was stuck; indecision is not one of my attributes. But then again, I rarely meet women whose sexuality is in line with mine, woman who are as compatible as Sam. Why would I want to lose that? "We'll talk on this later after I work it through my head, all right. I'm not making a decision now." There was a little tension in the car and it was very uncomfortable.
Just then, my phone rang. It was my friend, Teddy. He finally came down to his house on the key and was settling in. I asked him how his wife, Margie, was but he answered me cryptically. He asked me to come over to his place and he would explain. When he hung up, I told Sam about my call and told her to head for the bridge to take us to the island. I explained that this was my snowbird couple.
We got to his house on the Gulf of Mexico in a few minutes and it was just as beautiful as I remembered it. "This place is gorgeous," said Sam.
