''Wow, she's still a looker'' is all I could think as I admired the older latina.
Ruth Puerto had been a dime since the day I saw her, which is when I visited the house of my friend Victor for the first time back in High School.
Yes, Ruth is my pal's mother. Me and a lot of Vic's other friends had a crush on her and how could we not. Ruth's legs seemed to go on forever, a small but perky bust, luscious, long dark hair, a yummy olive complexion and like a classic latina, an ass that wouldn't quit. You could have bounced a nickel of that thing and it would have hit the freaking roof.
And here we were 11 years later, me as an overworked electrician who put on a few pounds while she aged like wine. The wrinkles around her face just gave her an alluring mature vibe, her dedication to fitness kept her nice and tight despite not being too far from 50 and the demure,housewife vibe she gave off was intoxicating.
''Dan?'' she said, obviously catching me lost in my own thoughts.
''Yeah, Ms Ruth?'' I replied, a bit embarrassed.
''I asked if you think maybe the other outlets might need to be checked. ''
''I can check them if you want to but this one was almost certainly damaged because somebody shoved something in that they shouldn't have.'' I said, not caring either way as I charge by the hour and it would just take me less than 10 minutes anyway.
''If you could please, both bedrooms are open and the outlets are easy to see.'' She cheerfully replied.
''Let me get you some snacks and something to drink while you do your thing.'' she added.
''That'd be great, let me get right on it.'' I replied
''Oh and Dan...''
''Yeah?''
''It's Mrs. Campbell'' she said playfully as she went into the kitchen.
That brought me back down to Earth. Mrs. Campbell, as in the wife of Brock Campbell. My and Vic's old High School Bully.
Yes, my friend's mother married her son's former tormentor. It was as surreal then as it is now.
For years Brock taunted Vic about how hot his mom was and how he wanted to make her his ''spicy latina whore.'' Usually before or after he physically bullied him. Yeah, it wasn't fun.
But it got so much worse when out of the blue he shared pictures and videos of him and Ruth in let's say compromising positions. Pictures and videos a lot of our classmates saw.
Nobody could make sense out of it. Ruth was separated from her husband and I assume had no shortage of would be suitors but she settled for shagging a High Schooler.
I couldn't help but feel a mix of disgust and morbid curiosity when I entered the infamous couple's bedroom and checked the outlets. I just looked at the bed and imagined the endless times Brock had his way with her.
The fact that the next bedroom belonged to their 8 year old further cemented the fact that their union wasn't some middle-aged divorced woman acting out. She was devoted to him.
I never stopped hating Brock and the only reason I even agreed to come was because Ruth, not him, called and I just had to see how they were doing. It's been 11 years since they became a thing and it seemed they were going as strong as ever judging by the photos around the house.
...Plus fixing outlets was easy money.
