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It all started with a roommate wanted ad online. I saw the location and price and assumed it was too good to be true. My current apartment was getting new ownership, and they would jack up the prices unreasonably, so I needed a new place. It put me in the unfortunate situation of going from a solo apartment to needing a roommate. So when I saw the ad online I jumped at it. The price was way less than what I was paying now and it was to split a small house with someone. There was even a two-car garage, so I could park my car in bad weather. I was determined that this would be the one. At the same time though, I assumed it had to be a scam, nobody would ask so little for what seemed like a sweet housing setup.
I sent an email to the address on the ad and heard back quickly. They replied within the hour, asking a few questions. The usual things were, what was my job, why was I looking at a new housing arrangement, how long had I been in my current one and what had I been paying. So I explained everything, hoping to get a bit of sympathy. I worked for an internet security company and mostly worked from home. Due to this, I would be around a lot, but that meant I could help with chores consistently. I explained the situation with my current apartment and that it bummed me out to have to leave it after the past three years. Again, within the hour I got a reply setting up a time to come take a look at the new place so that my potential roommate could meet me and see if the fit was good. One of the many reasons I was excited was because the ad said I'd have a bedroom and an office to myself, which would give me a little more space for my computer and work setup.
My appointment was set for a little after my usual work hours, but just in case I hit any traffic, I worked through lunch. I got in my car and drove across town to the address I'd been given. As I drove I started to feel like maybe the ad forgot a zero in the rent. The houses here were all so nice and so big. This was the nice suburban part of town where all the well-to-do families had their houses. There were plenty of well-maintained lawns and fancy cars in the driveways. I pulled into the driveway and honestly couldn't believe this was the place in question. The house was bigger than the one I grew up in and it couldn't be more than ten years old. It had a really modern, clean look to it. It was dark green with a black roof and a nice overhanging porch to the side that had bright red cedar making a contrasting color. The garage was attached and seemed way bigger than just a two-car garage as the ad had said. Needless to say, I already felt really out of place with my old Subaru and my comfy clothes. My concern that this was a scam only grew.
I sent a message to the number I'd been given and then got out of the car. By the time I reached the front door, a woman was waiting for me. She looked to be about my age, probably mid-thirties, and was dressed professionally though I'd still say a little provocatively. She had on a tight black business skirt and a black blouse that was unbuttoned a few from the top, which only served to show off her very ample cleavage. I made sure not to stare, but I did notice the faintest little bit of black lace peeking out. She was very fit and seemed very well put together, her makeup was just so and her dark brown hair was very taken care of to the point where it seemed like the large curls only swayed when she would have wanted them to.
"So, Hi," I began, "I'm John Timms, am I in the right place? I'm here about the roommate ad."
"Absolutely John," she put out her hand to shake mine, "I'm Amy Martin, nice to meet you." She had a firm handshake, but her hands were so soft. Her nails were also impeccably well-manicured, bright red at the moment. "Come on in and I'll show you around," she said as she walked in.
I admit, with her back turned I couldn't help but stare at her ass. The skirt framed it so well. You could tell she worked out just from how toned it looked. I quickly adjusted my pants a little as I realized I was getting hard. Trying to not get labeled as a creep and lose the spot, I moved my gaze and started to look around. It looked like a house from a modern home magazine. Lots of neutral colors offset with dark grays and blacks. The place was incredibly clean, the furniture was nice and the TV was huge. Amy brought me to the kitchen first.
"So, here's the deal," she said, looking me straight in the eye. She leaned forward on the counter, exposing her cleavage more. I tried not to focus on it, but I was thankful that the counter between us was above crotch height. "I know the rent I'm asking for is low, but honestly it's because I don't need the money. I just put the rent in the ad because I need to know you can take care of yourself financially. I'm looking for a roommate because I just prefer having somebody else here. I go a little crazy when there's nobody else in the house. My last roommate moved for a job about a month ago and the quiet is just too much. It's also nice to have somebody help out with the chores. I pay somebody to take care of the lawn, but I'm not the type to hire a cleaning service. I've always felt like the people who make the damn mess should clean it up, not that I really make that much of a mess."
"Yeah that makes sense to me," I said, trying to agree and get in her good graces. "It's a lot of house for just one person."
"You're not wrong. Honestly even with my hobbies I couldn't manage to fill up all the rooms. I do have one very important question for you though. In your replies earlier, you said you were fine helping out with the house chores, does that include cooking?" she asked with a serious look on her face.
"Yeah, no problem at all, I actually love to cook," I said. I wasn't lying, by virtue of working remotely I had the chance to cook pretty much every meal I ate, I never had to do leftovers or microwave food unless I wanted it.
'That is fucking fantastic," Amy said enthusiastically. "I can do a lot of things, but I am just a shit cook. Hell, you cook regularly I'll knock some off of your rent." She paused for a second, "Speaking of that, as much as the money isn't the big factor, You'd have to sign a contract and all that, are you still interested?" Amy asked as she opened a drawer and pulled out some paperwork. "I know you said you wanted to move in ASAP to avoid the rent spike, not like it's an issue for me, the two rooms are completely empty." She paused for a second and then put her hand on her forehead, "Duh, you probably want to actually see the rooms," she said with a chuckle. "Sorry, it's been a busy day at work, I'm a little frazzled and need a nice long bath."
Amy stood up and stretched, raising her arms and pushing her chest out. Again, forcing my view to her breasts, which at this rate I knew I'd be imagining in my dreams tonight, not to mention I was now picturing her naked in a bath. Admittedly I was now a little worried that I wouldn't be able to handle having an attractive roommate. Heck, I was surprised she was ok with a guy for a roommate. Either way, this whole situation seemed too good to be true. I followed her up the stairs quickly.
"This would be your room," Amy said, opening the door to a bedroom that seemed like it was the size of the apartment I was currently living in. There was a queen-sized bed in the middle of the room with large bedposts, it was significantly nicer than my own bed. "Bed's all yours if you want it, or if you prefer I can have it put in storage and you can bring your own."
"Are you kidding me, that's a hell of a lot nicer than mine, I'll gladly take you up on that," I replied.
Amy walked over to a door on the side of the room and opened it, showing me a walk-in closet. I stepped in, the closet was big, but there was one thing that caught my attention. Pushed back on a rack was a bright pink dress, the kind a girl in their twenties wore to go clubbing.
"Oh shit," Amy said upon seeing the dress. "Chrissy must have forgotten this when she moved. It'll be gone before you move in." She turned around and smirked at me, "Unless you want it?"
