"I don't know. He is usually always home," Debbie told Rose. "I wanted to give him the new beer I got him so he can put it in the fridge before it gets warm and I have to leave."
"You seem to know him quite well, what is he like?", Rose inquired.
"I don't know him as well as I'd like to. I can tell you this, he is not just a good looking man. He is a kind, gentle guy who looks at you when you speak and listens when you talk."
"I've never talked to him."
"What? You have lived upstairs from him for what, two years now? Why on earth have you never talked to him?" Debbie asked.
"He intimidates me, I think. I know he is single. He has always been pleasant when I've seen him in the hall. He always says hello and all that. I never even returned his greeting until this weekend."
"Wow girlfriend," Debbie quipped, "You don't know what you're missing. You really should get to know him. I doubt he'd bite."
"After what I heard this weekend, are you sure of that?"
"Oh you heard them too huh?"
"Damned right I did. Who was that woman? Where did she come from and why oh why wasn't that me?" Rose stated emphatically.
"Her name is Holly and she is a friend of his. He introduced her to me. She is a very sexy woman."
"Her body is to die for. From what I heard, she sure loved what he did to her, and did to her, over and over again." Rose laughed. "And he did her, over and over again."
"Just how much did you hear?"
Rose laughed loudly and blushed deeply, "All of it. Thursday, Friday, Saturday and Sunday too. Let me just say, it was the best sex I never had."
"I hear that. I heard all of it too. I have to say this, I am glad no one came into the building or they would have caught me in a very bad situation. I stood in the hall with my hand in my panties for hours listening to her screams and climaxes. I don't think I've ever been so wet in my life."
Rose laughed and opened her purse. "Hon, you should have come upstairs. I have another one of these." With that, she pulled a stethoscope from her purse. "At least I was naked and when she came, so did we."
"The big question now is, was she just loud or is he that good?" Debbie mused.
"I really don't know but we'd better change the subject. Here he is."
I pulled up and began unloading the car. Not a lot of food but a shit load of booze. Rum Runners take a lot to make and I never want to run out. I did buy food too and I wanted to get it taken care off as well. I entered the lobby and saw Debbie and the oriental girl standing there.
"Hi ladies, how is your day going?"
"Great, now that you are here." Debbie said. "I was hoping to see you before I left."
"Oh, what did I do now?", I smirked.
"I have a couple of cases of a new beer and I want your opinion."
I flashed a pleasant smile, "Oh, as long as I am not in trouble. Anything you want dear lady."
"See Rose, you don't have to be afraid of him. He's a sweetheart."
"Rose? Is your name Rose?", I asked as I looked into her striking face. "Dammit, I am sure slipping. It has only taken me almost two years to find that out. I hate getting old."
Debbie did the formal introductions and went to get the beer. She set it by my door and said she had to do a promotion at a local bar.
"You have a good evening Debbie."
She reached over and quite uncharacteristically planted a soft kiss on my cheek, "Anything I want huh, I'll have to remember that."
"Now what the hell brought that on?", I wondered aloud as I reached down to pick up my bags."
"Here, let me help you with those," Rose offered and picked up several heavy bags. "Debbie wasn't kidding when she said that you're apartment was spectacular. Who is your decorator?"
I began to laugh and my mind flashed back many years, "A couple of lovely women friends from Ft. Lauderdale. I've known them for years and anytime I move, they insist on doing my apartment or house."
Rose wondered if that was all they insisted on doing but she kept that thought to herself. "Well they certainly have done a wonderful job on this place. I love the gray leather furniture. It is so rich. Where did you find this bar?"
"They had it custom made for here. Their interior decor business has flourished and they have amazing contacts. They will do anything I want." Then I burst out laughing. "Anything, that is, but let me drive their car."
Rose looked at me funny and I just smiled and said, "Sorry, private joke."
"You sure bought a lot of rum here. You planning another party?
"No, but my favorite drink takes a lot of rum to make. Actually, I was just thinking of making one. Will you join me?
"I would love to but I'd like to change first, if that is okay."
"Great, I'll get the food and beer in the fridge while you are doing that. Hurry back." I watched as Rose picked up her purse and noted her delicate features. Fashionably cut, jet black hair framed her lovely oval face. She was impeccably dressed in a very tailored business suit. She was trim and stood just over 5' 5". Her business attire hid many of her other features but to say that she as attractive would be quite an understatement.
I took out some veal, mushrooms, onions and peppers for dinner as I filled the fridge with the balance of the groceries. I was just putting the liquor and beer away when there was a tapping on my door. I let Rose in and did a double take at the woman that entered my place. Perhaps it was the caramel colored flesh, her shining black hair or her refreshed makeup with perfectly shaped lips, no matter what it was, it took my breath away. Rose was lovely.
I walked to the bar and grabbed the blender. Rose watched in amazement as I began to make our drinks.
"Are you trying to get me drunk?"
I laughed and handed her a tall, frosted, delicious Rum Runner. "No Rose, if I was, I would have made it properly."
"No one told me you were a magician!", Rose exclaimed as she took a drink. "There is no way you can hand me a drink that I watched you make and not taste any booze in it at all. How did you do that?"
"I'm good...that's how," I grinned.
We finally got to know each other and I learned that Rose was a sales representative for a medical supply company. She was single, never married and her only outside activity was she loved to swim. I could understand that as it was apparent that she was meant to be in the water. Rose had changed into short denim shorts and a tee shirt that did not come close to the waist of her shorts. It wasn't as short as Holly's but it failed to conceal a very tight abdomen.
"Your girlfriend is certainly a sexy woman," Rose stated.
"Girlfriend? Oh no. Holly is a friend who I see a few times a year. She owns a restaurant in Boca and we have been good friends for a number of years. We met as a result of an article I had written and our friendship blossomed from there. Since, at that time, we both owned restaurants, we found that we had a lot in common."
"I have to tell you this, this is the best drink I've ever had. I can't taste the liquor but I can sure feel it."