Judy passed away this past spring and I will miss her. She was the most sensual woman I have ever known. This story is not only about her it is a expression of our special relationship. We kept it secret because she was a very private person and was afraid that her wild side would embarrass her children, who were more important to her than anything else in the world. She even kept her illness from them until it was so obvious that she couldn't hide it any more. I never got to say good bye in her last few months because she spent them with her children, as it should have been.
I first met Judy at work. Judy was 8 years older than I and divorced. She worked in the office. One of her jobs was to sort the mail every morning. The first time I talked to her was when she asked me if she could borrow a magazine, that I had sent work, because there was an article in it about a baseball player. Judy loved baseball. The magazine was dedicated to digital photography and the baseball player was an avid digital camera guy. To give you an idea of how long ago this was people still smoked in the office.
Judy lit a cigarette and smiled and said "He is one of my heroes I love him!"
"I don't follow baseball." I said.
"You don't? Why?" Judy asked.
"I don't follow sports I keep myself busy with my side business making videos for people." I said.
"Videos? Like weddings and that sort of thing?" Judy asked.
"Well I've done family reunions and a couple of parties but no weddings, but most of my business involves private videos." I replied.
Judy grinned and made a circle with her thumb and fore finger and then poked the forefinger of her other hand in and out of the circle and said "private?"
I blushed and said " yes!"
"That could be interesting!" Judy said. "I would like to see some of your work sometime."
I said "I don't keep copies most people want the originals as well as the finished product."
Our boss came out of her office and we change the subject immediately.
"Thank you I'll return it to you tomorrow." Judy said.
"No hurry." I said.
I went back to my office and forgot about our conversation.
Three days later Judy came to my office with my magazine just at lunch time. Judy was proud of her Irish heritage and usually wore a claddagh necklace. She was only 5 feet tall and had blonde hair and light blue eyes. Judy was fairly thin with a nice set of fairly large breasts that she tried to hide, why, I don't understand. She usually wore slacks or a long skirt and a loose top. She had her usual cigarette going. Judy was a heavy smoker and drank quite a bit as well.
"Thank you for lending me this magazine I love to learn as much about baseball players as I can." Judy said and went to have her lunch.
It was raining Friday morning, it does almost every day in the spring in upstate New York, or so it seems. I was looking forward to a quiet weekend I had no plans other than catching up on my reading, I had purchased a new Jack Higgins book.
The work day seemed to be painfully long. The boss called her usual 4:30 meeting for supervisors, she did that just to make sure no one left early. I finally left the office at 5:15 and headed to my car. Judy was standing next to her car she had her umbrella opened and the hood of her car up. She was looking inside the engine compartment and shaking her head.
"Do you need any help?" I asked.
Judy kicked the front tire and said "The stupid thing won't start and the battery is only a year old."
"Does it turn over?" I asked.
Judy looked at me she was very, very angry "I hope it rolls over and dies!" She said and lit a cigarette.
"Let me see if I can help." I said and got in her car and turned the key. It turned over but not fast enough to get it to start. "I'll have you going in a couple of minuets." I said. I moved my truck in front of her car and hooked up my jumper cables. Then I started her car. I unhooked the cables and said "Your battery terminals need to be cleaned and from what I can see you need to get this thing tuned up."
"I know but they want a lot of money to do that." She said. "I cant afford to tie it up for a whole day either."
I thought about it for a couple of seconds and said "I can do I for you if you want, all you would have to pay for is the parts and they cost a lot less from the parts store than the dealership."
Judy smiled and said "That would be very kind of you and I would appreciate it."
I said "It's supposed to be nice tomorrow I could do it then if you like."
"There is a Yankee game on tomorrow I don't want to miss it." She said.
I laughed and said. "Don't worry I don't watch baseball and I don't mind helping people out."
"You can do it in my garage if you like." Judy said.
I closed the hood of her car and asked where she lived . She told me and suggested that noon would be a good time to start. I agreed and checked the windshield registration so I could be sure what year her car was.
She gave me a quick peck on my cheek and said "Thanks Rick you're an angel."
The next morning I went to the parts store and got the parts that I needed, every thing for a tune up as well as an air filter, and oil filter and oil, a gas filter, windshield wipers and a fan belt . I already had carburetor cleaner. I loaded my tools and floor jack and jack stands in my pickup truck.
I found Judy's house easily enough, I have no sense of direction, and backed into her driveway. Judy came out before I had stopped. She was dressed exactly as I was blue jeans and black T-shirt and sneakers. She had her usual cigarette in her mouth. The only thing that surprised me was that she didn't have her glasses on.
She pointed to me and laughed. "Looks like we are coordinated!" "How much did the parts cost?" She asked.
I took a receipt from my pocket that only had the air filter and oil filter on it I lied and said "$20.75." I knew she had three kids in college and couldn't afford all the stuff I had purchased for her car.
"Wow that is a lot cheaper than the dealership." Judy said. "I'll give you a check if that's OK?"
"That's fine with me." I said. "I'll need the keys to the car I have to warm it up to change the oil."
Judy handed me the keys and said "I really appreciate this Rick. Would you like a beer or something?"
I said. "Coffee would be better. It's a bit early for me to have a beer."
"Black?" She asked.
"That would be great." I said and noticed that she wasn't wearing a bra and for the first time I noticed that she had a nice set of tits. Not bad I said to myself for a woman in her forties. I was 36 at that time.
Her garage was bigger than I had expected, it was a two car wide garage with one big door, I moved her car to the middle so I could work around it and started it to warm it up.
"At least it started." She said as she handed me a mug of coffee. "It almost didn't when I left my fathers last night. He thinks I should trade it in on a new car but I can't afford that."
"Don't worry I said It will be much better when I'm done with it." I started to unload the stuff from my truck .
Judy looked at my floor jack and asked what it was. I told her and she shrugged her shoulders and said "I though only gas stations had those things."
"I bought it from a gas station that going out of business." I said.
"Well the game is about to start, there is more coffee in the kitchen, if you need help just ask." Judy said. She went back into her house.
