My name is Joe and I am relocating to Ft. Lauderdale from New York, because of my job. I've looked at some condos online, but I wasn't really familiar with the area nor with what was fair market price on the different units I was looking at. I decided that I might be better off with a real estate agent, and I made some calls. I called Century 21 in Ft. Lauderdale on a Monday morning and spoke with Wendy. I explained what I was looking for and where I would be working. She understood my requirements and we made a date to meet that weekend so I could see some properties.
I flew in on Friday night and Wendy picked me up at 11 the next morning at my hotel. I met her in the lobby and I was happily surprised with what I saw. Wendy is about 35 years old, 5'7", brown hair with stunning green eyes. Her black slacks and red button down blouse accentuated her slim figure, with just enough visible cleavage from what I estimated to be 36C breasts. Red pumps and a French manicure completed her look. Just to complete the picture, I am 42, 5'10", average build with brown hair.
"It's nice to meet you, Joe," Wendy said while extending her well manicured hand. "I found several properties to show you today."
I returned her soft handshake replying " I can't wait to get started." Wendy then led me out to the parking lot to her white Lexus. As we drove off she opened the sunroof letting the warm sun beam down on us.
"Before we go to the first property I have to show you, I want to drive you around a little to show you the area." Wendy stated. She showed me several parks and shopping areas. As we passed an elementary school, she asked how old my kids were.
"I don't have any children." I replied. "I've been divorced a couple of years now, and my ex-wife and I never had kids."
"Oh." was all Wendy replied, as she drove past the school. A couple of minutes later we pulled up to the first condo she wanted to show me. The building appeared to be an older one. As we walked inside, I walked a little behind her and looked her up and down. Her hair fell to just below her shoulders, and her ass looked firm with no visible panty lines. Wendy said, "The unit I want to show you is on the second floor." As I snapped back to reality, she continued to say, "It has 2 bedrooms, 2 baths and they're asking $875 thousand. The monthly maintenance is $800."
As we walked around the condo, I wasn't keen on what I saw. The appliances in the kitchen needed updating as well as both of the bathrooms. Also, there was no view of the ocean. "I'm not feeling it." I told Wendy. "What else do you have to show me?"
"I have plenty I want to show you." was Wendy's reply. "Let's go to the next one on my list." She smiled at me with those perfectly white teeth of hers, and we went on our way. We saw two more condos and Wendy caught me checking her out on a few occasions. "Do you like this place?" She asked at the third condo. It was also a 2 bed 2 bath, $950 thousand and with an ok view of the ocean.
"I like what I see." I said, "But this condo really isn't my cup of tea."
Wendy looked at me and smiled again, Her green eyes looking into my brown ones. "I think I know what you're looking for." After a short pause, she continued, "Let me research a couple of more condos to show you tomorrow." We got back into Wendy's car and she brought me back to my hotel. "Pick you up at 10 tomorrow. Make sure you're ready for me." As she drove off, she waved goodbye through her sunroof.
I went back to my room, and the rest of the afternoon and night I couldn't get the sight of Wendy and her green eyes out of my head.