DAY ONE:
Years back I'd had a season in the NFL before an unfortunate tackle blew out my left knee. While I recuperated I started dabbling in day trading and I did pretty good with it. See, I have a very cynical side to me that lets me see the bad stock picks before anyone else does. So I make some coin on puts and shorts. But my nose for crap means on average I do much better with finding promising investments because they're what's left after I weed out the stinkers.
So when the doctors told me my football days were behind me I blithely accepted it. The way I saw it I was losing money playing football. So I sat out my time on the bench, collected the paycheck, and at the end of the season I headed for the hills.
Literally.
A buddy of mine who had a decent TV and movie career had built a sweet little place on Mount Rose overlooking Reno. He'd only been in the place a year when a gig in the UK called him and signed him to a five year contract. Lucky him. Also lucky me because he offered me the place and I bought it for the first price he asked.
It was situated perfectly. It was close enough to a nearby upscale development but across the highway and with no immediate neighbors. That gave me peace and quiet and above all, privacy.
I dated on occasion and I kept the place stocked with the kinds of things an unexpected overnight guest would require. But that only ever happened a couple times and not for a few years. I was definitely a busty brunette kind of guy but never found one I wanted to settle down with.
That brings me to this last summer. I'm thirty-three, living well, making coin, but I was wanting for company. I tried having a dog but one day it ran out the door and it was gone. With my knee I was in no shape to go running down the mountain chasing it. So no more dogs. Check.
It was a shade after the market closed early for the holiday...about ten in the morning local time. My doorbell rang and that was odd because almost no one ever comes to the door. Delivery guys always toss my packages over the gate.
I had been getting up anyway so I went to the door and opened it.
"Hi." said 5'2" and about 110 pounds of blue-eyed cute and blonde. Her shorts and t-shirt were worn but clean. Duffel bag on her shoulder. Nice enough running shoes. Good first impression.
"Well, hello yourself. What can I do for you?"
"I'm really sorry to bother you but can I have some money to get back to town? I was over in Incline Village for an interview and I didn't get the job. Now I'm trying to get back to my friend's place."
I looked her up and down and figured to see what kind of deal we could strike. "I don't just give money away but why don't you come in and we'll talk and see what we can figure out, okay?"
As I said this I opened the door wide to show off the nice place I had. She poked her head in a bit and looked around. "Oh wow, your home is amazing!"
She gestured at the windows looking out on the deck and the pool not to mention the view of the city, "May I see?" she asked and I nodded my assent. I also checked her out and while she wasn't the kind of woman I'd normally chase after she was cute and she was also in my house. I'd had a bit of a dry spell with the ladies, you see.
"Wow, it's so beautiful from up here. I've only ever seen it from the road and this is totally different."
A thought hit me, "So how the hell did you get here from Incline?"
"The lady I interviewed with was taking me back but dropped me at the ski area to go back and deal with an emergency." She drew in a breath. "I was supposed to get a room with her and I had all my stuff with me." she said as she looked at the duffel. It was an obvious play for sympathy.
"Ah, and so you're here." I opened a bottle of water and offered it to her. She took it, sat down on my sofa, and started sipping on it.
"I'm sorry to ask but if I can just get enough money for a cab and if I can use your phone to call one I'd appreciate it a lot." Big blue eyes do things for me.
Back to business. "Hey, yeah, so I don't just give money away but I'll tell you what, you take off that top and show me what's under it and I'll give you a hundred bucks." I pulled out my wallet and placed a crisp $100 bill on the coffee table.
The petite blonde girl sitting on my sofa said, "You're kidding me, really?"
It was that split second where I expected she'd take the deal or run screaming from my house.
She eyeballed the $100 and I could tell this was a lot of money to her.
"I have a bra under this, is that okay?"
"Yup."
I pushed the $100 across the table to her. She pulled off the t-shirt to reveal a modest white bra, proper tits for her size, pale skin, and no tattoos. Nice.
Now I opened the wallet and counted out ten more hundred dollar bills and placed them on the table.
"I'll add another thousand if you show me everything else."
She had a look of wonder on her face as she saw the money and then there was a hint of a smile as she asked me if I was kidding so I knew she would take the money.
"It's yours if you want it bad enough."
She looked at me for a moment. Then she licked her lips. And then she stood up and undid the bra. When she took it off it was clear that she had the perfect nineteen year old tits. They didn't sag, didn't budge...they just hung there defying gravity.
She stepped out of her shoes and then the shorts were next followed by a pair of modest white panties. She had a natural nest of blonde hair between her legs that was just the same as the hair on her head.
I stared at her. She was a goddess.
"Hey," she said, "I need another fifteen thousand dollars for college in the fall. What could I do for that? Like do chores or something maybe?" Bold. I liked that.
I didn't hesitate. Not at all.
"Stay with me for the week. Just like this."
She looked down at the floor and then looked back up at me. "No sex? Just me walking around naked?"
I laughed a little. "Oh, yeah. There's going to be sex. I think there'll be a LOT of sex!"
"Oh." she replied. "I'm not so sure."
I started stripping down as I said to her, "I'll make it twenty thousand dollars and you'll stay with me for ten days including today."
"You really have that kind of money?" she asked, incredulous that it was being offered to her.
I simply gestured at the house she was standing in.
I left my boxers on as she considered the deal. She also considered me as she was doing this and she decided I wasn't the worst of her choices at the moment.
"Ten days of sex and then you give me the money?"
I nodded. "Yep, that's the terms of our deal right there. Simple as that. Take it or leave it. Worst thing is you can take the money you have and go if you want. That's fine too."