The following morning Jenny awoke late after hitting the snooze button. She ran around the condo rushing to get out, as she closed the front door, her eyes met with the new police officer who lived next door. She smiled at him, “Hello.”
“Hi,” he waved, “I’m Ben.”
“Nice to meet you, I’m Jenny,” she shouted back. “How are you liking it here so far?”
He walked over to her stairway, “It’s nice, I’ve always liked this area.”
“Are you from here,” she asked.
“Yes, born and raised.”
“Me too! I know the crime isn’t bad around here, but still I have to say, it’s nice having a police officer for a neighbor.”
He laughed a bit, “Is it just you in the condo?”
I nodded my head yes.
“Well I’m right next door now, if you need anything, maybe a cup of sugar, milk?” he laughed as he approached her.
“Thank you,” I giggled. “And if you need anything too…”
“You will be the first neighbor I go to. I need to get going to the station,” he said abruptly.
“Yes, I need to catch a cab quickly, I am late!”
“Where are you headed?” he questioned.
“I work at The Anderson Senior Center.
”I know it well, my Mother is there in fact.”
“Really, what’s her name?”
“Margaret Wilson, she’s over in the assisted living section. I tell you what, if you’d like I could drop you off, it’s not out of the way.”
Jenny hesitated and thought, “Should I?”
He interrupted her thoughts, “I’m not promoting you get in a vehicle with a stranger, but, you do know where I live and here’s my badge number, if it makes you more comfortable. We aren’t really strangers anymore, now we are neighbors.”
He is charming for sure, I hesitated but then said, “Ok, I would really appreciate that.” He turned and motioned for me to follow as we walked around back to the garage parking lot. “I don’t recognize your mother’s name, but I don’t interact with all of the patients.”
“My mother hasn’t been active in quite some time, I’m sad to say. I like The Anderson Center a lot. They have always given her fantastic care.”
He held the patrol car door open for me and again I giggled, “I have never been in a police car before.”
“I’m glad to hear that,” he looked into my eyes and grinned and thoughts of him naked from my dream the other night came flashing back to me. I quickly broke his gaze, afraid I was blushing.
It was just a five minute or so drive to the center. Ben was kind and drove me right up to the front door. I thanked him for the ride and watched as he drove off. He had my attention for sure.
As I sat in my office, I couldn’t help my curiosity, I looked up his mother’s record. I could see she had been with us for a few months now. Sure enough, Ben was listed as her emergency contact. I didn’t usually interact with the patients who were bed written, but I decided to make an exception and go and introduce myself to Ben’s mother.
I knocked quietly on her door and slowly opened it to see an ederly, thin, weak woman lying in the bed. She opened her eyes and smiled at me.
“Hi!” I whispered, “I’m sorry, were you sleeping?”
“No,” her voice cracked.
“I’m Jenny, the Activities Director. I just wanted to come by and say hi and see if there’s anything I can bring you? Magazines maybe?”
“No, I’m good.”
I looked around the small room and could tell that she had family coming by. There were plants and photos of grandchildren. Then I noticed a picture of Ben in his uniform. “I actually met your son today,” I explained.
“My Ben, he is such a good boy. My only son. I have two girls too,” she bragged.
“Are these Ben’s children?” I asked curiously. I knew I hadn’t seen any next door, but he could be divorced maybe?
“No, those babies are all from my girls,” she continued to name them all one by one.
She was cheerful, for being so sickly. She wore a bandana around her head and it was beginning to slip over her eyes. I reached over the bed and instinctively pulled it up and adjusted it for her.
“Could you take it off, please. It’s not comfortable, it has that knot in the back that pushes against my head and gives me a headache.”
She was frail for sure. Her head was nearly bald but had a few patches of thin grey strands of hair. I pulled up a chair next to her bedside and said, “You know there are wigs if you would like to try one, I could….”
“No!” she cut me off, “I’ve tried them, they are itchy and hot.”
“I’m sure they are,” I frowned.
“My daughter probably spent half a fortune on one for me awhile back,” she explained. “I’m only gonna wear that bandana from now on when the kids come to visit me. I’m sorry you all are just going to have to deal with seeing this ugly head from now on,” she tried to laugh at herself.
“It’s not ugly and we don’t mind at all! What’s important is that you are comfortable.”
“Everyone here is always so nice to me,” she smiled.
“I’m glad to hear that. Now, about those magazines? What kind would you like?”
“Well, I used to like to read a lot, but these days I can barely see the words, something with lots of pictures, maybe gardens? I used to have the biggest garden when I was in my house.”
“Ok, I will bring you some tomorrow.”
“Thank you dear, you are very sweet. My Ben needs a sweet girl like you,” she mumbled as she closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.
Those words echoed in Jenny’s head for a long time and she could not get Ben off her mind. She busied herself with work throughout the day and eagerly awaited till she’d see him out of her kitchen window again.
Later that night, Jenny opened the blinds as always and waited, sure enough she had seen Ben coming home, same time as always. Only, this time he noticed her looking out and waved at her. She wanted to run out and talk with him, but didn’t want to appear desperate. It had been quite awhile since she had anyone in her life. Her college days were filled with several relationships but her adult dating life was more limited. Surprisingly, she heard a knock at the door. Looking through the peephole she could see Ben standing on her porch.
“Hi!” she said, quickly opening the door.
“Hi!” he just grinned and hesitated. “I...I was thinking maybe if you hadn’t eaten dinner yet?”
“No, I haven’t.”
“I could shower and change and maybe we could,...or maybe another day we could...get dinner?” he looked directly into my eyes.
I was taken by surprise, “I....Umm…”
He stood slouched against my doorway and looked so darn handsome in that uniform of his. My mind raced, do I say yes, right now, and look desperate or make him wait a little and keep him guessing?
He stood upright and said, “I didn’t mean to put you on the spot, just let me know if you’d like to someday.”
“I would like to, yes, now would be good,” I said.
“Ok, just give me twenty minutes,” he said happily.
I shut the door and ran to the bedroom. I thought, “Should I change?” I quickly brushed my hair, touched up my makeup and brushed my teeth. I glanced through the closet and put a button down shirt on. It showed just a little cleavage and fit me nicely. I sprayed the perfume on and heard the knock again at the door. I grabbed my purse and swung open the door. “Hi,” I said again.
“Hi,” he grinned again. “Ready?”
We walked slowly up the cobblestone road. “Did you have a place in mind you’d like to go?” he asked.
“I like all the restaurants here. I eat out more than I probably should.”
“Me too,” he admitted. “I like to cook, but not just for myself.’
“Me too! I make a really good lasagna!” I bragged.
“I love lasagna!” he said sarcastically. “Well, then we shouldn’t do Italian... cause maybe one day soon I might taste your lasagna?”
“Maybe,” I teased. “I definitely can not cook Chinese food, can you?”
“No, it never seems to come out right at home.”
“I know, I’ve tried, it seems like it should be so simple to do, but it doesn’t ever taste the same!”
“Let’s do it then, Chinese it is?”
We sat outside on the patio and enjoyed the cooler weather. The tables were all set with white linen tablecloths and white candles. It was dark outside now and the candles created a quaint romantic atmosphere.
Ben said, “A while back I decided every time I came for chinese food I would try something different. Just for fun, so I order my meal I know I will like and then I get something new too.”
“So you get two meals?” I questioned.
“Well, what if I don’t like the new meal? Then I’m left hungry.”
I laughed, “I guess that’s logical.”
“What haven’t you had?”
“Umm...egg foo young. Have you had it?”
“Yes, it’s good! Let’s get that as your new meal and we can share it. What will it be for your regular meal?”
“I like singapore pancit.”
“I have never had that.
“Really! It’s spicy, with chicken, shrimp and noodles.”
“Then that can be my new meal for tonight and my standard favorite is chicken szechuan. I like spicy food too.”
“I think that’s too much food!” I laughed.
“I like leftovers,” he smiled as the waiter came over and he ordered for us. I swear the waiter raised an eyebrow as he repeated the order back to us.
“How long have you been a police officer?” I asked.
“Going on 17 years now. I went into the academy right out of high school. I’m still a street cop, always will be, It’s what I love.”
“Really, I can’t imagine. It’s so dangerous now, there’s so much going on in the world.”
“There’s always something going on, that doesn’t change my mind.”
“I noticed you carry a gun with you, even though you’re off duty?”
“I do. Does that bother you?”
“No, I kind of like the idea.”
“Have you ever shot a gun?”
“Well, maybe after we have lasagna one day then we can go to the shooting range too.”
“I could do that,” I looked in his eyes, happy to hear him making future plans. It was fun to flirt with someone again. We ate, had a few drinks, laughed, and talked for a long while.
As we walked home towards our condos my mind raced with anticipation and anxiety. “Did he like me?” I think things went very well. I’m very comfortable with him. “Would he try to kiss me?” I wanted him to. “Would my fantasy about him come true? Maybe he could be the one? Oh my gosh!!! Come back to reality Jenny, it’s only a first date!”
We arrived at my staircase. “Thank you for tonight, I’m glad you asked me for dinner.” I was slightly tipsy.
“You are very welcome.” He moved a little closer to me.
He is definitely going to kiss me! I could feel myself biting my bottom lip, nervous as I smiled at him. He wore jeans, with a dark polo collar shirt. He was well built with a broad chest and defined muscles in his arms. He had a little bit of a belly. Overall, he was incredibly handsome and charming. He leaned down to meet my lips. I felt his hand lift my chin to meet his lips. “I had a good time,” he whispered, barely moving away from my face.
“Me too,” I whispered back and then felt his hand reach around, pushing my hair back and exposing my neck as I felt his tongue push inside of me. My heart pounded, I closed my eyes and felt chills throughout my body. I reached my arm up to his waist when I realized I had landed on his hard holster that held his gun. He twitched back a little bit, grabbing my hand and raising it up a higher. “Sorry,” I said a little startled.
“It’s ok,” he smiled and then pulled me in to meet his lips again. He held me closer this time and ran his hand through my hair as he moved his tongue to feel mine. I felt my hand instinctively move across his chest slightly. My thoughts had stopped, my anxiety had stopped, all I knew was I did not want this feeling to end. I continued to kiss him passionately.
He finally broke away and said, “I have been thinking about you all day.”
“You have?” I teased him. I felt his tongue and then ever so slightly felt him nibble at the bottom of my lip as he teased me to kiss him more.
I smiled widely at him and said, “I should go inside.”
He responded with, “Yes, I should go inside too,” insinuating he should come in with me as he laughed out loud again and waited for a response from me.
I didn’t know what to do! I said nothing, I watched as his eyes pierced through mine, longing for more of me. “Jenny, I...we could, I don’t know, I am just not ready to say goodnight yet. You could come by me, if you wanted to. My place is still a bit of a mess, but I could use a few opinions on where to hang up some of my pictures.”
“I could do that,” I said confidently.
“Great!” he held my hand as we walked passed my steps and ten feet further till we reached his set of stairs. I entered to find several boxes that were stacked up against the walls. I saw a very large leather sofa, a few lamps and end tables. There was a pile of pictures stacked on the kitchen counter.
I said, “I haven’t been in another condo on this block, I didn’t realize they are all laid out exactly the same! It’s a little strange, it feels like home but with someone else’s belongings.”
He said, “See I started thinking about hanging the pictures but then I couldn’t decide.”
“I thought maybe you were just trying to get me to come into your apartment, I wasn’t sure there would really be pictures to hang,” I laughed.
He came very close to me again, “Well, I’m glad you decided to come in and we don’t have to hang the pictures,” he said and leaned in once more kissing me as he backed me up against the kitchen counter. I felt his hand stroke my arm as he felt his way down to my waist and put his arms around me tightly as he continued our kiss. I could feel his breaths getting shorter and knew he was becoming eager for more. I felt his lips move to my cheek, then my ear and finally my neck. His hands wandered across my back. I felt him grab a hold of my hand once more when he broke our kiss and whispered, “come here,” as he led me down the hall and through a doorway leading to his room. He quickly undid his gun holster and placed it in the side drawer next to the bed, allowing me just enough time to come to my senses.
“Ben, I...this isn’t like me at all,” I tried to explain.
“I don’t know what it is about you Jenny,” he said, and then kissed me hard. I felt his hand against my bare skin, just at my waistline and then it proceeded up and over my bra as he grabbed at my boob. He lifted my shirt up and I instinctively raised my arms to help, then reached out for his shirt as he did the same. I felt my slacks being unbuttoned and falling to the floor. I caressed his shoulders, his back, his belly until he himself undid his pants and slid them down, along with his underwear, to the ground. We could not get undressed fast enough.
I felt him motion against me as he guided me down flat against the bed. He looked at me, hovering above me and grinned. He caressed my legs firmly until he reached between them and rubbed me. My body instinctively rocked with his motions and I could feel myself becoming wet with excitement. He leaned down and licked between my legs as I gasped out loud wanting more. He waited till he knew he had pleasured me and then licked his way back up to my breasts where he remained for a short while until he devoured my mouth with his as he entered inside of me.
I held him tight between my legs as he moved in and out, until he reached beneath me and flipped me over on top of him. I smiled and bit at his lip, as he had done to me earlier, teasing him. I rocked up and down as I kissed his neck, his bare chest and lips until I felt his motions faster as he grabbed a hold of my buttucks hard and stroked in and out of me rapidly until he finally shook with pleasure as well.
I rolled over next to him, out of breath, as was he, when he put his arm around me, wrapped his leg around my body and held me tight.
“That was amazing,” he whispered in my ear.
I didn’t say anything. Reality was setting in for me as I lay here naked next to him. He was right, it was amazing for sure. But my inner conscience shouted to me, “Wholly shit, Jenny! What did you just do! A one night stand! You have to face this man again!” My heart pounded for all the wrong reasons now. What do I say to him? Do I want to be a booty call? He must think I do this all the time!
Interrupting my thoughts, I felt his hand rub over my buttocks, as he kissed my shoulder. Oh! My gosh, he does make me feel good! I waited five more minutes or so, wrestling with my inner self until finally I said, “Ben I have to go.” I got up quickly and reached for my clothes. I skipped the bra and underwear as I threw on my pants and shirt as fast as I could and practically ran to the kitchen for my purse. I shoved the undergarments into it and headed for the front door looking for my shoes.
“Wait Jenny!” he shouted as he stood up naked exposing himself. “What’s wrong?”
“I...I shouldn’t have done this, I mean...it was amazing but, I...I don’t even know you! I’m sorry.”
“Hey, come on don’t leave like this,” he said as he backed me against the front door, standing naked in front of me with his arms spread around me leaning against the door. “You have nothing to be sorry for, I don’t understand?”
“I just... I don’t usually just...have sex with someone I just met. I don’t want you to feel..like...I don’t know…” He interrupted me, laughing a bit, “like, maybe I want to do this again or maybe like, wholly shit, this girl makes me...crazy...absolutely crazy,” he said and kissed me hard. “If you leave, I will be forced to chase after you and I’m naked, so the neighbors might actually call the police. Now, how would that look to my colleagues, I’d be the talk of the station for sure. So please, don’t make me, please come back to my bed. I’m still not ready to say goodnight,” he grinned and reached for my shirt lifting it up again. “And I’m not ready for you to have your clothes back on yet either,” he teased.
I let him do it, again! I could have said no but I didn’t. I looked into his eyes and smiled. I couldn’t resist him! I followed him down the hall and back into the bedroom.
He laid next to me, holding me, “Promise me you won’t leave in the middle of the night,” he said and began tickling my waist.
I screeched and squirmed as I laughed out loud, “Stop! I hate being tickled!”
“Promise me, or I may have to handcuff you!” he laughed.
“Ok, ok stop! I promise I won’t. Don’t you dare handcuff me! I mean it!” I said sternly.
“Are you sure?” he said sarcastically.
“Yes, I promise!” I gasped.
“No, are you sure you don’t want me to handcuff you, it could be fun?” he said with that grin of his as he climbed on top of me.
“No! I’m sure!” I laughed. “That is definitely more power than I’m willing to give you...for now anyway!” I laughed out loud and squirmed my way on top of him, holding his arms above his head with all of my weight. “What about you, would you like me to handcuff you?”
He responded in a raspy voice with, “You my dear, may do anything you like to me. I am all yours!”
I released his arms and tickled at his side and shouted. “You were supposed to say no, I wasn’t prepared for that response!”
He shouted, “Except for tickling! Seriously stop!” he grabbed me and wrapped his arms around me.
He is very strong. I spent the night there, naked in his arms.