screamed at herself in her own head.
“Won’t that be hard on the girls?” Julian said getting so close to Angela that she had to look up to look him in the eye. All of a sudden Angela felt like she had swallowed a tennis ball.
Clearing her throat, she said, “The girls are coming home for two days next week and then they will be gone with their dad to France for two months. So they wouldn’t even be home.”
“You are going to be home alone for two months?” Julian said. The thought of Angela being unsafe made his blood boil.
“Yeah, I will be fine. We have the safest neighborhood ever. You should know; you never lock your doors,” she said smiling.
“Well, if I take you up on your offer, you have to let me make ALL the repairs your car needs,” he said. When Angela started to protest, he pressed his finger against her lips and said, “Fair trade,” and winked at her.
Removing his fingers from her lips, she licked her lips she could still taste him.
“Using my own words against me, huh? That’s looow! But I like it!” Angela said smiling.
“Alright, Tom, you can get your guys working on the repairs for me...” Julian said pausing and looking to Angela for a date.
“Is Monday ok?” she said to them.
“Monday is perfect,” Tom said.
“Then Monday it is,” Julian said smiling at her.
“So...dinner tonight? Yay or nay?” Angela said to him
“Yeah, definitely yeah!” Julian said. The thought of staying in Angela’s guest room brought up all kinds of thoughts of places he and she could christen in her house.
“Umm... OK, then I will see you at eight then,” Angela said heading to the front door. “I have to get going to get to work on time. So I will see you later, Julian and Tom, it was nice to meet you,” Angela said smiling at them both.
“Oh, No! It was my pleasure to meet you,” Tom said. Julian knew from the tone of his voice that he was going to hear it from him as soon as Angela closed the door in 3…2…1...
“THAT'S WHY YOU WANT TO LIVE HERE!” Tom yelled laughing and pointing at Julian.
“It is not and stop pointing at me like you are a five year old girl!” Julian said.
Tom started dancing in the same spot he was standing in and saying, “Julian and Angie sittin' in a tree K.I.S.S.I.N.G!”
“Does your wife know you are gay?” Julian said to him.
“Whatever; I give it two weeks and Angela is going to know for SURE that you're not,” Tom said.
“Whatever, dude, we are friends and neighbors. That is all. I help her out sometimes and she helps me out sometimes, nothing more,” Julian said. He has drinking a cup of instant coffee that was terrible but still tasted like café ole compared to the swill they had been given when they were deployed.
“So you’re saying you have no attraction to that sexy ass woman? If not, I think the question should be ‘are YOU gay’?” Tom said.
“NO, hell no. All I do is think of Angela and all the different positions I want to pleasure her in. But I don’t think I am her type,” Julian said.
“First TMI… and second, how do you know you are not her type? Have you asked her out?” Tom said.
“No, she is fresh off a divorce from an ass. She has two great kids. I don’t want to seem like that creepy perv neighbor that preys on the single women that move on the block,” Julian said sitting on the arm of his couch.
“Well, you do kinda look like an old perv,” Tom said laughing. “Dude, how are you going to know what she thinks if you don’t make a move?”
“It’s not that simple,” Julian said.
“Alright, don’t listen to me,” Tom said picking up his tool box and heading toward the door. “I don’t know what I am talking about. Let me get home to my wife and five kids. I will see you Monday.”
“Yeah thanks and Tom, the only reason you are married is because your wife felt sorry for your pathetic ass,” Julian said laughing.
“Yeah, well she doesn’t think I am pathetic when
“Won’t that be hard on the girls?” Julian said getting so close to Angela that she had to look up to look him in the eye. All of a sudden Angela felt like she had swallowed a tennis ball.
Clearing her throat, she said, “The girls are coming home for two days next week and then they will be gone with their dad to France for two months. So they wouldn’t even be home.”
“You are going to be home alone for two months?” Julian said. The thought of Angela being unsafe made his blood boil.
“Yeah, I will be fine. We have the safest neighborhood ever. You should know; you never lock your doors,” she said smiling.
“Well, if I take you up on your offer, you have to let me make ALL the repairs your car needs,” he said. When Angela started to protest, he pressed his finger against her lips and said, “Fair trade,” and winked at her.
Removing his fingers from her lips, she licked her lips she could still taste him.
“Using my own words against me, huh? That’s looow! But I like it!” Angela said smiling.
“Alright, Tom, you can get your guys working on the repairs for me...” Julian said pausing and looking to Angela for a date.
“Is Monday ok?” she said to them.
“Monday is perfect,” Tom said.
“Then Monday it is,” Julian said smiling at her.
“So...dinner tonight? Yay or nay?” Angela said to him
“Yeah, definitely yeah!” Julian said. The thought of staying in Angela’s guest room brought up all kinds of thoughts of places he and she could christen in her house.
“Umm... OK, then I will see you at eight then,” Angela said heading to the front door. “I have to get going to get to work on time. So I will see you later, Julian and Tom, it was nice to meet you,” Angela said smiling at them both.
“Oh, No! It was my pleasure to meet you,” Tom said. Julian knew from the tone of his voice that he was going to hear it from him as soon as Angela closed the door in 3…2…1...
“THAT'S WHY YOU WANT TO LIVE HERE!” Tom yelled laughing and pointing at Julian.
“It is not and stop pointing at me like you are a five year old girl!” Julian said.
Tom started dancing in the same spot he was standing in and saying, “Julian and Angie sittin' in a tree K.I.S.S.I.N.G!”
“Does your wife know you are gay?” Julian said to him.
“Whatever; I give it two weeks and Angela is going to know for SURE that you're not,” Tom said.
“Whatever, dude, we are friends and neighbors. That is all. I help her out sometimes and she helps me out sometimes, nothing more,” Julian said. He has drinking a cup of instant coffee that was terrible but still tasted like café ole compared to the swill they had been given when they were deployed.
“So you’re saying you have no attraction to that sexy ass woman? If not, I think the question should be ‘are YOU gay’?” Tom said.
“NO, hell no. All I do is think of Angela and all the different positions I want to pleasure her in. But I don’t think I am her type,” Julian said.
“First TMI… and second, how do you know you are not her type? Have you asked her out?” Tom said.
“No, she is fresh off a divorce from an ass. She has two great kids. I don’t want to seem like that creepy perv neighbor that preys on the single women that move on the block,” Julian said sitting on the arm of his couch.
“Well, you do kinda look like an old perv,” Tom said laughing. “Dude, how are you going to know what she thinks if you don’t make a move?”
“It’s not that simple,” Julian said.
“Alright, don’t listen to me,” Tom said picking up his tool box and heading toward the door. “I don’t know what I am talking about. Let me get home to my wife and five kids. I will see you Monday.”
“Yeah thanks and Tom, the only reason you are married is because your wife felt sorry for your pathetic ass,” Julian said laughing.
“Yeah, well she doesn’t think I am pathetic when
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