"I can beat what is in that drawer"
Jennifer looked up quickly at the landlord's son. She instantly thought of the drawer of toys in her room. Surely that is not what he was talking about. His eyes said otherwise. Their dark brown depth was smoldering with a heat that she knew, all too well. Her mouth went dry, she licked her lips nervously.
"May I come in?"
Jennifer looked at the young man on the other side of the screen door. He has grown much since she had first met him, when she first moved in. He must have been 14 or 15, much too young then to look at. But now, he was a man, just turning 21 a few days prior. She could look at him now and she couldn't help but notice a resemblance to his father that she had always had a crush on. He had his dark eyes, skin and hair, a shout to his Latin heritage.
His smile was one in the same, a confidence and knowing that made her look at him twice. She noticed his chest was not quite widened out, he had a bit of growing to do yet. He wore a shirt that the sleeves were cut out and the sides were open all the way down to the bottom. She could perfectly see his biceps and his sculpted sides and abdomen. Jennifer had always been a sucker for a nice body and this was no exception. Her body reacted as it should, heating up and tightening up. Her eyes fluttered slowly down his body, eyes resting at the growing bulge in his pants.
Casey knew when her eyes settled, he had her. He had thought about this tenant for years, since he had met her in his youth. He and his father had put an air conditioner in one of her back rooms a few months after she moved in. She was 23 or 24 at the time and he remembered thinking of her as a teacher. Her hair was in a tight bun a top her head and she was dressed in a long black dress with sandals. Her tight body was not like any teacher that he ever had though. No teacher made him feel a stirring in his loins like Jennifer did.
Casey's eyes flitted to her hair now, it was once again in a no nonsense bun, but he knew her secret. As much as she tried to hide her beauty, it was impossible. Passing below her window a few months ago, Casey had seen her brushing her hair. It was almost down to her knees but not quite. Her dark auburn hair was thick and flowing around her body.
He stood there taken aback, looking up at her through the second story window. He was unable to move, transfixed. He did not know why such locks would make him grow hard, but there was a change to the woman when her hair was down. It was as if all of her features had softened, she was more approachable. On a normal day, bun and business attire, he would never have thought to approach an almost thirty year old women. She was untouchable, unreachable at his current state, age and status. But now he looked at her differently, that night in the window had changed things.
As he stood there watching her groom herself, she started to braid her hair, pulling away the curtain that was her massive hair. Her body was unveiled, she was naked and there was still droplets of water that could be seen from outside. She must have just gotten out of the tub, her skin still had a red blush from the hot water. He could only see the top half of her, arms raised, stretching his view a bit more. Pushing her large globes up, creating a great profile as she moved. Eyes went to her neck and shoulders, softly elegant, lightly tanned.
Jennifer was quickly done with her braid and wrapped it up into her trademark bun, pushing a silver chopstick in to hold it in place. She pulled a silken night gown on over her exposed body and walked out of his view. The vision was over, the spell had been broken. Or had it? His thoughts and dreams now filled of his parent's tenant. He thought of ways to walk around the apartment building, he even moved into one of the apartments to be closer to her. To no avail. She never needed anything fixed and when he offered to help with any fixing, she said she always takes care of it.
Casey was running out of options, but finally there was a leak and it was hers. He could not describe the elation with this discovery. He would be able to talk to her, alone, in her apartment while he was fixing the problem.
He waited until she got home that night, she did not work a regular job, thus her schedule was anything but consistent. He caught her as she was coming up the stairs.
"Ma'am."
He paused when she gave him a glare that did not improve her approachability. Stumbling over his words, he quickly explained that there was a leak and he needed to look in her apartment to find out where it was coming from. His words were quick, rushed and even he, could hear his lack of confidence.
Jennifer sighed, obviously not happy about the inconvenience. "Come on, might as well come in."
Casey could not suppress a smile as he watched her ass sway back in forth in her suit. The tight dark blue fabric left little to the imagination. By the time the pair made it up the stairs, Casey was pulling on his bulge uncomfortably.
Waiting for her to unlock the door, he noticed that she too seemed a bit nervous. He actually had never been this close to her before and caught a whiff of her sweet smelling perfume. The smell did nothing to help qualm the young man's body. As he walked in, he realized he had not been in this apartment for over five years and it had changed in that time. The yellow walls were now a powder blue and there were even new lighting fixtures. The apartment was almost sparse in its furnishing, yet each piece was lovingly picked and all worked well together.
"I am just going to check under your sinks, to see if I can figure out which is leaking."
She turned away from him and gave him a non-committal nod and started pulling out groceries from the nylon shopping bags.
Casey walked through the house, noting a bra hanging on the knob. His fingers itched to finger the material, but he resisted. Going through the bedroom, he saw the rumpled state of her bed, he could see her naked form lying on top of the sheets. The bathroom was connected to the Master bedroom and he was inside of the room. He quickly pulled the door open and entered the aquamarine walled room. He saw the feminine things that surrounded him and wondered about the woman who's bathroom he was in. The faint smell that he could smell on her only earlier, was now filling his nostrils again. It must be a shower gel he was smelling. He also saw a basket full of makeup, which surprised Casey because he had never seen her with a lick of it on.
Remembering why he was there, he opened her sink cabinet to look at her pipes. He didn't get to the pipes, before he noticed a vibrator shoved in the back of the cabinet. He couldn't help but reach into the cabinet and touch it. It was white and about 6 inches long, the circumference was average as well, a few inches around. Casey heard a noise behind him and in a panic, threw the vibrator back under the sink. He waited a moment and she did not come into the bathroom. He blew out the breath he was holding, and finally began to check the pipes.
When he got back into the kitchen, he asked if she had a wrench because he noticed that one pipe was a bit loose. It was not the cause of the leak, but he figured he might as well fix that while he was here.
"Yea hun, there is some in the drawer of my bedroom. Should be right on the top."
He thanked her and stopped for a moment to inhale the heavenly smells coming from the kitchen.
Casey went back into the bedroom and looked around for the drawer she was talking about. He studied the nightstand and the dresser and then figured it would be in the night stand. He pulled the drawer open and heard a gasp behind him.
"Umm, I should have been more specific, the bottom drawer."
He heard the noise and her words, but he was frozen in place. His eyes were filled with a large black dildo that was remarkably larger than the white one under the sink. This one was around 8-9 inches and almost twice as thick in girth as the previous one. He could not move, he was later thankful that he did not feel the need to pick this one up. Jennifer came up behind him and quickly shut the door, hard. Her look to him was even harder, with a hint of embarrassment underneath.
Jennifer pulled the next drawer open with a quick pull, picking up the wrench to hand to him. She did not look at him, but he could still feel her presence next to him as she stalked off into the next room. Casey soon went back into the kitchen to check her pipes under her sink. The smell was a stew she had started to simmer, peels and pieces of vegetables were still on the counter.
Jennifer was over the stove, she had her eyes closed and she was leaning with her back against it. Casey was unsure what to do, he cleared his throat and her green eyes met his for a moment. Casey just smiled and tried not to let his desire show, he was trying to be a bit tactful. He could not get that vibrator out of his head and he couldn't help but compare himself to the object. He also wondered why she would need to tend to her own needs. It wasn't from lack of suitors, she used to have many. It wasn't from lack of beauty, he supposed any hot blooded man would not turn down an offer.
It turned out that it was her kitchen sink that had a small crack, creating the leak downstairs. He promised he would come by in a few days with new pipes to fix the problem. Barely looking at him, she said goodbye and Casey found his own way out.
Now he was there and he couldn't believe what had just come out of his mouth. She was still looking at him with a look in her eyes that he could not decipher. She finally relented and let him in. He was thankful she did not mention his stupid comment. He could of course offer more than what was in her drawer, if only he could get a chance to show her. He knew that she had not brought someone home in several months-time, she must be needing it by now. He would be more than happy to oblige her.
Jennifer looked at the man, becoming disconcerted as he came into the apartment. He was taller than her and she felt him looking down at her as she closed the door.
"Do you have everything you need?"
Casey looked at her for a minute, her words pulling him from his thoughts. Jennifer was looking at him with those eyes, he stuttered an answer and walked into the kitchen.
"I am going to jump in the shower, is that okay?"
"Uh, yeah."
"I meant cause you are going to be working on the water," there was a grin on her lips.
Casey blushed and looked away. He did not think he liked the joke in her eyes. He wanted to show her that he was not just a boy, but a man. A man that could give her pleasure, more pleasure than that a piece of rubber or plastic could. Unable to speak, he set the pipes down on the counter, watching her back as she escaped to the bedroom.
He heard the door to the bedroom close and he couldn't help but wish that he was in the shower with her. Many a nights he sat up at night, listening for sounds, thinking of this woman. He was torn from doing something he knew would not be kosher, especially to his parents. Or he could do his job. He may be a man, but he didn't have that big of balls, not yet anyways. He chose the latter and went to work.
