Penny and Johnny had started a nice fire in a fire pit near the camp, and the four of us sat around it in the twilight, the flickering firelight dancing across our naked bodies. We drank beer, sipped tequila and told stories, many of them about previous sexual exploits. Chrissy was fascinated by them, although at times she looked a bit sad because she didn't have much to contribute in that department. I was kind of surprised how much she told Penny and Johnny about her nearly sexless marriage, even telling them that she had never had a proper orgasm until yesterday.
"Oh you dear sweet girl," Penny said sadly. "Now I understand." She took Chrissy's hand and caressed it softly. "So how did you meet Steve," she asked her.
"I kind of stalked him," Chrissy said sheepishly.
"What?" I said. "You're kidding!"
"Well, I'm not sure if you'd call it stalking," she said. "I was at that state park just south of the city, walking on one of the nature trails last month when I saw him. He was reading one of those information signs that tell you about the wildlife and the trees and things, and then he went off the trail a bit to look at a rock formation. He seemed to be really interested in it all."
"I remember that day. You were watching me?" I asked, amazed.
"Yup," she said. "I'd never met a man that cared much about the natural world, and you looked very handsome and interesting. Then I got really nervous about it and somebody else came down the trail, so I left, but I couldn't get you out of my mind. I sat on a bench near the parking lot and waited. My mind was all over the place, thinking what an idiot I was. But I couldn't make myself leave. I just sat there for like an hour, and then I saw you come out of the woods and walk to your truck. I was paralyzed with fear and confusion—I had never done
anything
like that before, and I didn't even know
why
I was doing it. My heart was racing when you drove past me, and I made a mental note of the name of the handyman business on the side of your truck. And then you were gone."
"Oh Chrissy, that was fate's sweet hand that day," Penny said.
"But it must have been, like, two weeks after that before you called me," I said.
"Yes," Chrissy said. "I looked up your phone number that day when I got home, but it took me almost two weeks to get up the nerve to contact you. It was all very odd. I don't think I ever thought about having sex with you or anything like that. I just felt a strange compulsive need to see you again. I actually thought a little about finding out where your business was, and just wandering by or something. I guess that
really
would have been stalking you," she laughed. "But I didn't do that and one day I just found myself dialing your number without even thinking about it, and making an appointment with you. When I hung up the phone I couldn't believe what I'd just done."
"You go girl!" Penny said.
"The funny thing is, I didn't even have a job for him to do," Chrissy laughed. "He asked me on the phone what I needed done and I stammered out something about just needing an estimate on something. I'm not even sure what I said, but it sure wasn't smooth. That night I thought about it and decided on a new shower."
"Oooh, I can see where this might be going," Penny said, and she and Chrissy laughed.
"So he gets to my house the next day," Chrissy said, "and he's just the sweetest man. I was instantly taken with his easygoing manner, and of course he's easy on the eyes too, so..."
"What about you Steve," Penny asked, "what did you think of her when you first saw her?"
"Well," I said, "first of all the house is really beautiful. And then this vision walks out the door. My first thought was 'Does Sofia Loren have a daughter living here?' I mean it was all I could do to keep my professionalism intact as I walked up to meet her. And get this, she had on a sexy summer dress with a cooking apron over it stained with flour, and the most amazing smell of fresh baked bread wafting out the door behind her."
Penny broke into laughter. "Holy shit girl, you really went all out didn't you," and she and Chrissy laughed again.
"Then she took me upstairs to show me the job," I said. "I'll tell you what though, the way her ass wiggled under that cotton dress as she climbed the stairs was
