Driving slowly down the street in a light rain I took my time taking my normal trip back home from work. I am a part time receptionist for a construction / contracting company. I can't lie it wasn't my first choice but the only thing I was able to get at the time in our area and it does give me a decent amount of time off. Since I only work for a few hours three days out of the week I do have a lot of free time which I enjoy. Sadly my husband works nights so we only really get to spend any real time together on his days off.
Before I continue let me explain a bit about myself. My name is Marisa Johnson. I'm 26 and have been married now to my husband William for nearly four years now. Been wonderful except for the work problem. Feel in love with him pretty quickly and he was even the one to take my virginity. We get along well enough but for some arguments now and then. As far as my looks go I'm a redhead with blue eyes and very pale white skin. Friends used to tease me about being so white I was almost transparent. Down side is I burn easily but love the freckles I have from being so pale. I am proud of my strong and pretty well shaped legs. I'm not that tall, only 5'6" and around 150lbs. The only thing I think I would change about myself is my chest. I have a natural 36DD bra size and all too often it's what guys tend to stare at. More so since I often catch most of the guys who work for the company staring at them as they pass through the office are or the few times I go out to work sites to drop things off that were forgotten or needed. Not to mention some of the men are just out of prison for minor crimes who haven't been around a woman for several months or even a couple of years. Granted I guess I can't blame them since my breasts are hard to miss even when I try to hide them under clothes.
The one down side to where I work is since the economy has gone done so has the need for my companies type of work. Even in a large town as we are in. Nearly big enough to be a small city in reality. When we were once so busy we had work backed up now we can just barely keep everyone working. Sadly several of the employees had to be laid off because there just wasn't enough work. One I remember very well because he used to flirt with me constantly when he was around the office was Darnell. I took it all in fun and we did get along well, having lunch together several times in the break room while he was around. Darnell is a younger black guy at 25 years old. Tall compared to me at 6'2" and well built since he told me the other times he was in prison he had little else to do but light weights or play sports. Not a bad looking guy I guess, a little on the dark side of skin color. The only problem I had with him with his speech which was more on the "ghetto" slang than anything else. Sometimes I had a hard time understanding everything he said like when I first met him he called me a "snow bunny." I didn't know what that meant until he explained it was a term for white women and fit me perfectly because I am "so damn white."
Darnell had worked for us for before but get arrested on a minor drug possession charge. Not being the first time he was in jail for slightly over half a year before being let out. I only knew that because he walked in this morning while I was there. Was looking down at my computer screen when I heard a familiar voice call out to me. Looking up I saw Darnell standing there smiling at me. He had stopped in to see if there was any chance of getting his old job back but sadly we weren't hiring even former employees right now. Darnell had just come from speaking with my boss and was informed we couldn't do it. He was a bit down but told me everything would be fine. Standing up I gave him a big hug wishing him the best and just as normal I caught him trying to look down my top. Giving him a look he smiled at me again.
"Yo, what can I say girl?" Darnell said. "Been a long time since I seen a woman." This actually made me blush slightly. Before he left I told him to keep in touch and if he needed anything just let me know. Had no idea that the offer of a favor and my feeling bad for him would eventually lead me and change my life in a way I never considered for a split second.
Stopping at the store to pick up a few items I continued my trip home. Pulling out of the parking lot I proceeded down the road for several miles when something caught my eye on the side of the road. There in the rain was walking a black man with a bag on his back. Looking in my mirror as I passed by it took but a moment to notice his face. It was Darnell! Quickly pulling over to the side of the road I sat there waiting for him to approach the car. He obviously had no idea who was in the car as he paid no attention while he walked around to go past me. Pressing the button to lower the passenger side window I called out his name as he walked past it. I actually saw him jump slightly in surprise. Turning to look at the car he peered in to see who it was, smiling when he saw me.
"If it ain't Mrs J." he said sticking his head in. I asked him what he was doing out here? "Just walkin" he told me.
"In this weather?" I asked. "Come on get in the car Darnell I'll take you where you need to go instead." Darnell didn't waste any time opening the car door and hopping inside. Everything on him was wet. Once he was in I drove off again. Asking him where he was headed he didn't answer me and I could tell something wasn't right.
"I ain't gonna lie to you Marisa" he began to explain. "I ain't got no place to go. My girl broke up wit me while I was in jail an said I ain't livin' wit her no more. I have no money to get a place myself. An I have no job to get any right now. So, I was hopin' to find a place to stay 'til I got somethin' better. If you can just drop me off there's a shelter a few miles down this road."
I wasn't sure what to think but knew I couldn't just turn him off in the street or a shelter if I could help it. I said nothing for several minutes thinking as we sat there driving in silence. Darnell broke it as he pointed out where to turn for the temporary shelter. I told him I wasn't going to take him there. He asked me why not? I said that I wouldn't let someone I was friendly with stay in such a place if I could help it. So, he was going to stay with us in our house until he found a better suited place to go.
"I don't know what to say Marisa. Thank you for sure! But what 'bout Mr. J? Will he be down with that?" Darnell asked. I told him I would talk to my husband about it when we got home since he should be awake by then. That William should be fine with it but even if he wasn't I wouldn't give him a choice. I seldom put my foot down on things allowing for some give and take on both sides yet this was one I wouldn't take no for an answer. Darnell thanked me again but wanted to make sure this wouldn't start any problems between William and me. I assured him it would be fine.
Pulling into the driveway I got out of the car with Darnell and rushed into the house out of the rain. Stepping inside I asked Darnell if he had any dry clothing. He told me he didn't since all the stuff in his bag was wet too. As we were talking I heard my husband call out to me and walk towards our voices in the living room. Walking in William had a shocked look on his face to see a strange black man in our house. Excusing myself from Darnell I lead my husband upstairs to the bedroom to talk to him about the situation. He wasn't receptive at first to say the least. I insisted though telling him there was no way, not matter what William said, that I would going to turn him out onto the street. It did turn into a slight argument but I wouldn't back down until William finally gave in telling me it would be only until he was able to get a job and find another place. Smiling I dashed off to tell Darnell as William went to take a shower. When I informed Darnell about it he seemed to light up, thanking me again and saying he was sorry for any trouble he may have caused.
Next bit of business was to take car of his wet clothing. Be both a taller and larger man than my husband I lead Darnell down to the basement of our small two story home where we have a little laundry room and den where my husband spent time with his friends or guests stayed while visiting. First pointing out the couch bed that I'll help pull out later on where he'll stay while he's with us I also told him to use our drier to dry his clothing. I'll be upstairs while he does and told him when he got dressed again to join us for dinner. Thanking me once again I started up the stairs when I heard him asking me if I played pool or it was for my husband as he pointed towards the pool table on the other side of the room near the TV. Laughing a little I told him I wasn't too good at it, William was the one who played in his free time with friends. Heading up the stairs I closed the door behind me. Few minutes later I could hear the dries running downstairs. When William finished his shower and got dressed for work he come downstairs to the first floor. Looking a little pissed he said he only wished I would have given him more notice on this. Telling him I had none to give he sat down on the couch to watch TV.
When Darnell came up in his warm, dry clothes I started making dinner allowing the two boys to talk and get a little more used to each other. When I finished I called both of them in and we all had a nice meal together. After dinner William relaxed a little while longer before giving me a kiss goodbye and leaving for work. For the rest of the night me and Darnell talked and watched TV until we went our separate ways to bed. This is pretty much how the next week and a half went except for the couple of days William had off work. During the day while William was asleep I was either at work or cleaning the house with Darnell's help. He was as good as his word spending time everyday looking for work. We actually grew closer together getting to know more about one another. He we nice enough to listen to me bitch and moan about things when I wasn't in the best of moods. Which sadly were more often since William still wasn't 100% happy about having Darnell living right us and lead to a few arguments between us.
Though it still would have been easier if he didn't use so much slang I quickly got used to that. So did William who spent some time playing pool and talking with Darnell in at least some small effort to know him a little better. Even with that my husband still wasn't too shy about trying to push me to have Darnell more out. Again, leading to some more disagreements between us. The only thing that took some getting used to was having another man in the house that I caught looking at my chest and other body parts. In reality Darnell was doing it even more than my husband though I guess I can't blame William since we've been together for a while and he has a very low sex drive; more so compared to mine.
