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This is a work of fiction. All characters depicted are 18 years and over.
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After graduating college it was time for a new beginning in the real world. Of course, that meant finding a job, hopefully something I really wanted to do and would be at least a little fun. After applying for a number of positions I got an offer from a small engineering firm in Houston. They mostly did work for the space industry doing stress calculation on air frames and rocket bodies. It sounded like interesting and fun work so I accepted the position.
I moved to Houston and started looking for an apartment close to work. Anyone who knows Houston knows this is a primary concern when living in Houston. Traffic is just awful and any commute at all is like a daily nightmare. I finally found a two bedroom within four miles of work. I did not really need all that space but I figured I could use the extra bedroom as an office. The complex was relatively new and had all the modern conveniences. I would have to buy some furniture and a TV but if I was frugal I could afford it.
I started moving in right away with the furniture I had, which was not much. It was in the middle of July and the temperature was almost unbearable. But it didn't take too long. On my last trip from my car to the apartment I met my next door neighbor. She was returning from checking her mail.
"Hi, I'm Bethany. But you can just call me Beth."
"Hi, I'm Dennis."
"You must be my new neighbor."
"Yeah, just finishing up with my initial move."
"Were are you from? You don't sound like you are from around here."
"Oh no. I'm from the Boston area originally. But I went to University of Michigan."
"Northern boy all the way through, huh? Well, I won't hold that against you. I'm originally from Atlanta but I went to the University of Chicago. So I guess can't fault you too much."
Beth had a wonderful smile, and the rest of her was not bad at all. She had really nice looking legs showing beneath her shorts. And a really nice looking bust showing beneath her T-shirt. Her hair was medium length and a light brown in color.
"Well, I'm here now, so I guess I will have to get used to some ribbing."
"Do you need some help moving in. I have some time and would be more than willing to help."
"Oh no. The is my last load for today. I don't have much in the way of furniture right now. I have to go buy some before too long or sit on the floor."
She chuckled at that. "Oh I know what that feels like. I started with less that you, probably. When you finish up, feel free to knock on my door. I can offer you a cold drink or a beer if you prefer."
"Thanks, I would like that."
"See you in a little while then."
With that she turned and went to her apartment next door. My eyes followed her all the way. The back was just as good as the front. When she disappeared I finished taking my load in the door.
After unloading my arms I started putting what little possessions I had away. Just a few dishes and clothes, plus my toiletries. The apartment was big enough to hold all my stuff without any problems at all. I could accommodate a lot of furniture if I wanted and it would easily fit.
The room I liked best was the kitchen. I really loved cooking and a dorm room was no place to keep up you culinary skills. The kitchen was really nice with a pretty good sized oven and a really nice electric stove. There was lots of cabinet space and a really beautiful refrigerator. Of course there was nothing to put in it yet, but a trip to the supermarket would remedy that.
In the meantime, that drink offered by Beth sounded good. She looked to be nice and I have to say I was attracted to her. I had a few relationships in college but nothing ever worked out for very long for one reason or another. After a while I started to get really down over my dating experiences. I was a normal looking guy with a normal sex drive but nothing ever seem to click with any of my partners. It was a real bummer.
In any case, I was thirsty and a drink sounded nice. I knocked on Beth's door and it only took a minute for hr to answer.
"Hi, Dennis. Come on in."
I went in and was somewhat surprised by her apartment. The floor plan was a flipped version of my floor plan but the way that Beth had it furnished was really nice, not frilly in a feminine way but instead it was comfortable. That's the only way to describe it. You felt at ease immediately.
"Wow, Beth. I really like the way you have furnished your apartment."
"Thanks. It's my specialty. I graduated with an Interior Design degree."
"It shows."
"What would you like to drink?"
"Just a soft drink. I'm too thirsty for anything with alcohol."
"Coke all right?"
"Perfect."
She went to the kitchen and returned with two canned cokes. She handed one to me and sat in the arm chair while I sat on the couch.
"So what do you do here in Houston, Beth."
"I work for an interior design firm that specializes in commercial interiors."
"Do you like the job?"
"Oh yes. The people are really nice and the work is really interesting and challenging."
"Sounds like a good gig."
"So what do you do?"
"I will be staring a new job on Monday at a space engineering firm. They perform calculations for the designers of airplanes and space vehicles. It sounded like a really exciting job so I decided to make the move South and take it."
"Wow, that does sound exciting. I sure hope it is everything you hope for. My job isn't nearly that exciting but I do like making people feel comfortable in their environment."
"Sounds satisfying."
"So what do you like to do in your spare time?"
"Well, I like cooking. I'm no chef but I like making good food for myself and others to enjoy."
"Do you have relatives or friends here in Houston to invite over?"
"Nope. The only people I know so far are a few from work and you."
"So no girlfriend?"
"No. Nothing ever seemed to work out in college. I am hopeful that eventually I will find a long-term relationship here."
"Well this is the town to do that in. There are a lot of available women in Houston, I know, I'm competing with them."
"So you don't have a significant other either?"
"Nope, at least not yet. I have a few prospects but nothing long term yet."
"How long have you been in Houston?"
"About four months. I graduated a little early because I attended summer school in order to reduce my time in college. I was in a hurry."
"I worked during my summers to make money for school. My parents are not wealthy so I had to help out where possible."
"I can appreciate that. My parents are not wealthy either."
"Any sisters or brothers?"
"One brother. He is four years younger and just about to start college this fall."
"I have one older sister. She graduated college two years ago and lives in Philly. She is about to get married in a few months to a guy I really like."
"That's great!"
I had finished my Coke so I decided to make a discreet exit.
"Well, I guess I had better get going. I have some shopping to do to put food in the fridge."
"Thanks for coming over. I liked our conversation, maybe we can do it again sometime."
"I would like that." And with that I left her to go shopping.
As I shopped for groceries I could not get Beth out of my mind. She was very friendly and nice. Plus she was very easy on the eyes and stirred my hormones more that just a little.
The next day was Sunday so I waited until the afternoon to go furniture shopping. I found a nice bedroom suite and a nice TV. The apartment had a cable hookup so I was probably good there. I set up the delivery for the following Wednesday. Monday and Tuesday would probably be really busy while I got set up with my new job. I still had living room, dining set, and study furniture to buy but could not do it all at once. I had to wait until I could afford it.
One thing I had brought with me was my hibachi. That night I decided to grill a steak and eat standing up at the little kitchen bar. I got out a steak big enough to provide some leftovers and warmed up the hibachi. While the grill was warming up I opened some green beans and warmed them up on the stove. Once the grill was hot I put the steak on.
About that time Beth must have seen me through her window on the patio out front and she came out to investigate.
"Hi Dennis. What are you grilling?"
"A steak."
"Wow, that looks and smells good."
"I would invite you to join me but I have no dining room furniture."
"If you are willing to share how about if I invite you to my place. I can at least provide furniture." she kidded.
"That sounds good. I wouldn't mind the company. I have some green beans on the stove so we can split those as well."
"Sounds good. Let me go set out some dishes."
The steak was almost done. I like mine done to a medium. I hoped that was alright for Beth. I put the steak on a platter I had brought out and took it in to through Beth's open door.
"The steak is done. I hope you like it medium?"
"That's fine. Just put it on the counter."
"I'm going back for the green beans. Back in a minute."
I went back and just used the pot to take the beans to Beth's.
"Just set that on the stove." she said.
I cut the steak in half. I went and got the plates and put a piece of steak on both plates and then added some green beans. By the time I put the plates back on the table Beth had poured some iced tea for us.
"I hope iced tea is okay. I have gotten used to it since I moved to Houston and drink it all the time."
"That's fine."
We sat down to eat. Beth had set out some potato salad and rolls so we had a complete dinner. I had a good time. The food and the conversation was really good. We conversed easily and even laughed together at a few jokes we each told. We continued the conversation long after the food was gone.
When the conversation began to run out I said "Well, I guess we should clean up so I can leave you to get ready for tomorrow. Do you need help with the dishes?"
"No, I can get them."
"Okay then. I guess I will see you later. Have a nice evening."