The wind was already howling. The rain pounded so hard and constant on the windows that it sounded like radio static when Renee decided to finally take her neighbor up on his offer. Bobby knew Renee loved the sound of the rain and thought she might want to be with someone to ride out the storm. She had planned to curl up with her new book. But now that the hurricane was really hitting, she didn't much like the idea of being alone.
After a quick text to confirm she was still welcome, she gathered a few supplies, which, of course, included a bottle of wine, and sprinted the short distance to her next door neighbor apartment. By the time Bobby opened the door to let her in, Renee was nearly soaked to the bone. Bobby unburdened her and handed her a towel. She toweled off her shoulder length dark hair, and then pulled it back into a neat ponytail. Her red, outer tank top was soaked, and even the inner white one was damp. She was embarrassed as her nipples popped through both as the air conditioning cooled her. She followed Bobby through to the kitchen, where he was cooking up a stir fry at the range.
"Glad you decided to come over" He told her. She was sure he noticed her hard nipples and thought he checked her out for an extra beat before turning back to the range.
"I was worried about you being by yourself in all this," he added.
"I'm sure I would have been okay."
"I love having you over. The hurricane just gives us another excuse to hang out," he said.
Renee had been spending a lot of time with Bobby. Sometimes she feared she was imposing, no matter how much he said he enjoyed their time together. The man, in his late twenties, was about 2 years older then her, and she was sure that he had better things to do than hang around with his lonely neighbor. Bobby handed Renee a glass of wine from an already-opened bottle.
"This is what you need. Just unwind and relax tonight."
"Thanks. I think you're right," she said, gratefully taking the glass.
"And on that note, dinner is served," he said.
Renee tried to help, but the he insisted she just take a seat while he set the table and brought the food over. It smelled delicious. Table talk during dinner was mostly about the storm. The storm had made it truly tropical, and they'd all have been drenched with sweat if not for the central air.
"I like the fall the best," Renee said. "There's nothing like camping up in the mountains when the air is crisp and the leaves are turning."
"Maybe in a cabin, with a you," Bobby said. "You're never going to get me into a tent."
"Never say never," Renee advised. "You end up doing a lot of things for a persuasive woman you never thought you would."
"Oh? Like what?" Bobby asked with an arched eyebrow." Renee took his sordid meaning.
"I didn't mean.." she laughed.
"to bad," Bobby said, and drained his beer. After dinner, he cleared the table and sent Renee into the living room. He flicked on the television for the latest update on the hurricane, while Renee took the big, comfy chair and tucked her legs.
"I guess it's not weakening as much as they thought it would," she said. The gigantic swirl of the storm creeping up the East Coast repeated over and over again on the TV.
"you don't know how frustrated I am, Bobby" she said turning toward him.
"Renee have you taking a lover?" he asked "I'm sure the guys will line up for you."
"You're crazy," she replied, hoping the blush burning her cheeks didn't show too badly. "Besides, I'm not ready for a relationship"
"Then get yourself a boy toy."
"Now I'm sure you're crazy!" she laughed.
"Hey, I know a couple single guys who'd love to meet a sexy woman like you."
"And why is that, exactly?" she looked down and didn't see what Bobby was talking about. Yes, she had great tits, she always had. With a great body and curves to make any man desire her. she couldn't imagine some guy chasing after her when there were skinnier women around.
"Nay, you're damned sexy," he said. "You're pretty, you've got a great body."
"You've lost your mind, Bobby" Renee started to change the Conversation to books and for the most part it succeeded, at least until the power went out. The lights and television blinked off simultaneously, plunging the room into silent darkness. It was only after a few moments passed that the quiet melted into the sounds of whipping wind and pelting rain. Renee couldn't even see Bobby just a few feet away.
"I guess one of us should get the flashlights," Renee's voice floated in the darkness.