Room for Rent (closed)

[sweetcharity]

To share with My Erotic Tail x

OOC:

Elizabeth (Lizzie) Sanderson
18 years old
Long black hair.
Fair complexion
Brown eyes.
5 ft 3
Petite & slim



Elizabeth eyed the building that stood before her. She glanced down at the paper to confirm the address and sighed. This was it. It was the last place on her list and after that … she would have to start all over again.

Hesitantly she put out a hand and rang the doorbell.
The discordant notes echoed somewhere far within, other than that all was silent.
Elizabeth bit back a sigh.
Windswept and definitely weary, she tried to second guess what she might find inside.
Surely this place could be no worse than the places grandly described as “apartments” that she had viewed that morning! In her native England, such tiny rooms would have been termed “bed-sits” or “studios”. It wasn’t that she needed anywhere spacious, just clean and without damp or vermin… and of course in a safe area.
A smile lit her face as she imagined her mother’s haughty tones commenting about the need for the right address. Elizabeth had been schooled in how to look and act right. She had been smothered in training … raised as well as any English Lady … only she was different … her mother’s family were drowning in respectability whilst her father …

She finally felt a pang of guilt, which she instantly suppressed.
Her father had left them.
She owed him nothing.
And over the past three months he had become unbearable.
She had thought that her return to what was in fact her homeland would be a relief .. an escape … but she had not counted on being suffocated in her errant father’s attentions and good intentions.

She looked up with a start, realising that the door had been open as she stood lost in unhappy reverie.

“Hi .. I’m .. Elizabeth … Elizabeth Sanderson…?”

The man looked at her blankly.

“I telephoned earlier … about the room…”

She ran a hand through her long black hair and swept it back over her shoulder in an unconscious gesture.
Her usually creamy complexion was painted with pink as she raised her eyes once more to the man looking past him searching for his wife, the woman who might prove to be her “landlady”.

“I understood you had a room to rent … I did have an appointment to view … “

She explained, the English tones becoming more pronounced as she tried to make herself understood.

“Of course … if it’s taken …”

She tried to hide her disappointment and forced a smile.
She would go crazy if she had to go back to her father’s place!
But she couldn’t think of that now.

“Well… thanks anyway …”

She began to turn to leave.

 

[My Erotic Tail]

Jack Hardy

"Wait, Oh yes I have a room for rent."

I was so taken by her beauty that I had
lost my train of thought. She was a long
dark haired english accented princess.

"Right this way, please." As I held the door open
and allowed her to enter. "Its right this way."
pointing down the hall. As she walked in front
of me I watched her sexy lil swinging step's.

"Now the upstairs is where we live and there's
a room above the garage, nicely remodeled.
And you have access to the washer dryer and
kitchen. You have your own bathroom and the
rent is 200.00 a month and for you.." looking
her up and down, "Ill wave the deposit." And
grinned and winked at her.

"By the way Im Jack Hardy." As I stuck my hand
out for her to shake.

 

[sweetcharity]

Elizabeth Sanderson

"Wait, Oh yes I have a room for rent."

Elizabeth turned back, a smile spreading across her face.

"Right this way, please."

She nodded in acknowledgement and walked in front of him into the house as he closed the door behindher.

"Its right this way.
Now the upstairs is where we live and there's
a room above the garage, nicely remodeled.
And you have access to the washer dryer and
kitchen."

Elizabeth walked down the hall, looking around as she did.
Well it was clean and damp free - so far!
But above the garage? What kind of room would that be?
Would his idea of nicely remodeled be the same as her own?

" You have your own bathroom and the
rent is 200.00 a month and for you ... Ill wave the deposit."

Elizabeth tried not to blush as his eyes took in her petite form.
She looked up to meet his eye, but before she could comment, his grin and wink disarmed her.
Perhaps she was being over-sensitive and he was just a freindly type of guy ...
She found herself smiling shyly in response.

"By the way Im Jack Hardy."

Automatically she put her hand in his.
It was larger than hers and seemed to dwarf her.

"Pleased to meet you Mr Hardy."

She responded softly.

"You say you live upstairs. How many people are actually living in the house? "

Were there children? a wife? neighbours?

She eyed him with interest.
She made no comment on the price.
She would have to see the room first to gauge if it were a fair rent.

 

[My Erotic Tail]

Jack Hardy

She put her hand in mine and instead of
shakeing it as a hand shake should be,
I melted. Her small soft hand had a cool
touch to it, frail and sensual. I grasped
hold of my sences and released her, not
knowing how long I had held it. She truely
took my breath away with her shy timid way.

"Oh right up here." As I opened the kitchen
back door and the stairs immediately led to
the upstairs apartment. The steps were hard
wood and sturdy as I followed her up the steps.
Watching every curved motion as her body
swayed in stride to her steps upwards.

As we got to the apartment door I quickly
brought out the key and unlocked it. Opened
the new wood door and swung it open. She
went in and looking around, I could see her
smile.

The Day room was spacious and the ceiling
slanted in form to the roof and redone in red
oak as there was a small bar area that was
a make shift kitchen area. "No stove, but there
is a small refridgerator, "I said pointing to the
bar and fridge. The cabinets were few but they
were new as well.

"This way dear," I said smileing as I lead her
to the bedroom. The door was open so I stood
in the walk way so she had to brush me as she
walked by. She looked in to see there was a
queen size bed and vanity with a large mirror
and an armuar that was an antique but in good
shape for her clothes. "And over here is your
bathroom," as I pointed to the small bathroom
with a toilet and tub and a small sink and mirror.

There was a closet and it was a walk in with
lots of room. I let her wonder around and
explore as I explored her every move.

"This was made for our son and he moved off
after college. And my wife moved off soon
after that. So you feel free to use the main
house living room with big screen T.V. as
much as you like." I said smileing and
inviteing. "Also, my maid got married and
Im in need of some one to cook and clean,
if your interested this could work out nicely.'
I said with a wicked grin.

I wasnt the most handsome man but my
frame was strong and muscular and my hair
still brown with out the grey of my years.
My face was neatly shaven and hair groomed
and short. My clothes showed that Iwas a
bachelor and needed the wrinkle free cycle
in the dryer. lol. But I was middle aged and I
was still charming, or at least I tryed to convince
my self that as I looked at this beauty I was
trying to get to share living space with.
As I eyed her every move across the floor
of this ROOM FOR RENT.

 

[sweetcharity]

Elizabeth Sanderson

”Oh right up here.”

Elizabeth glanced in at the kitchen and took note of the back door before she climbed up the stair way towards the apartment. Wooden stairs, steep, not luxurious, but a sturdy hand rail. She noted sign after sign hoping against hope that this place would be THE place she might finally call her own.

She took in the expression on her landlord’s face as he hastened to unlock the front door for her. He was earnest, well meaning certainly and seemed open enough.
With a nod of acknowledgement she walked through the door he held open for her and paused taking in the room.

“No stove, but there is a small refridgerator, “

Again Elizabeth merely nodded and began to walk around the room.
Only the smile on her face showed how pleased she was with this find.
The place was spacious, clean and even felt homely. It certainly felt … cared for.
Bar … fridge … cabinets …

”This way dear,”

The kindly endearment drew another smile from Elizabeth as she solemnly allowed herself to be led to the bedroom.
She hesitated at the doorway, then eased through to stand and then walk slowly around the impressively sized bed.
She could really see herself here.
The mirrored vanity and the antique armoir were lovely and exactly to her taste.

“And over here is your bathroom,”

Dutifully she looked towards the adjacent room.
Small but with all the facilities she would need.
She turned and smiled directly at the MrHardy before moving to explore the walk in closet and then return to the main day room once more.
She stood in the centre of the room, unable to bite back a satisfied sigh and almost imperceptible nod of approval.

”This was made for our son and he moved off after college.
And my wife moved off soon after that.
So you feel free to use the main house living room with big screen T.V. as
much as you like.”

Elizabeth paused. There was no one else in the house!
She considered his words and realised that the poor man must be lonely.
She eyed him curiously, but was unable to decide on his age.

“Also, my maid got married and I’m in need of some one to cook and clean,
if your interested this could work out nicely.”

Elizabeth couldn’t help it.
She suddenly had an image of her mother’s outraged face that swam into her head!
Society Princess to … domestic … it was priceless.
Daddy would be none too pleased either!

It wasn’t the job she was looking for but …

“I’m not sure what my plans are job wise.
I do have some studies I want to finish, but if we’re to share a kitchen … I don’t mind cooking … sometimes …”

She smiled realising that she had accepted the room without even thinking.
Well .. if it didn’t work out, it would give her a base from which to find something else. And he had said that he’d waive the deposit.

“I assume you want a month in advance Mr Hardy..?”

She asked him.

“I’d like to move in later this afternoon, if that’s acceptable?”

She looked around the room and smiled fondly.

“I’d like to get settled…”

She turned her attention back to him and grinned.

“If you’re willing to rent this place out to me of course?”

She waited expectantly, hoping he would agree and not wonder at the speed in which she wanted to move in.

 

[My Erotic Tail]

Jack Hardy

(“I assume you want a month in
advance Mr Hardy..?”She asked him.
“I’d like to move in later this afternoon,
if that’s acceptable?”She looked around
the room and smiled fondly.“I’d like to get
settled…”She turned her attention back to
him and grinned. “If you’re willing to rent
this place out to me of course?”)))

" Why yes, of course, this afternoons fine.
I do require a month in advance and If you
need any help to carry your things up those
steps just let me know." I replied.

"Do you have any pets?" I asked.

I was pleased this young lady was takeing
the garage apartment. I was a little lonely more
than I really needed the money. And If she
cooked, well I wouldn't have to eat to many
more of those darn frozen dinners.

It was going to be nice to have a fresh face around
not to mention her ass-ets. She was adoreable and
I was intranced in her beauty. She had a classy
way about her and wasn't a punk rocker like the
last person whom looked at the room was. I was
more than pleased with her apperance.

"So as soon as you pay me Ill give you the key
sweetie." I said with a giggle, as I reached out
to hand her the key to the ROOM FOR RENT.

 

[sweetcharity]

Elizabeth Sanderson

“Why yes, of course, this afternoons fine.
I do require a month in advance and If you need any help to carry your things up those steps just let me know."

Elizabeth crossed to the sofa and sat down.
Taking out her bag she pulled out her cheque book, then thinking better of it, reached in for her wallet and began to draw out notes.

"Do you have any pets?"

Elizabeth shook her head.

“No … no pets … “

She said briefly.
England had been home.
Even if she’d got pets, they wouldn’t have come over here with her.
And she hadn’t put down enough roots yet to buy pets.
In fact she wasn’t even sure which country she belonged in anymore.

"So as soon as you pay me Ill give you the key sweetie."

Elizabeth looked up and smiled, her bleak expression clearing.
She needed ... space ... and this space was perfect!
At least here she could try to get her head straight.

She handed the notes to Mr Hardy.

“I assumed cash would be easiest … as you don’t know me…
I’ll pay by cheque next month … “

He nodded and handed her the key.
She closed her hand over it, her smile broadening as she looked around the room that was now “hers”.
Her first time away from home, she realised and giggled.

“I’ll get a friend to drop my things … but I guess I could use some help moving stuff up here … that’s very kind of you Mr Hardy …”

Elizabeth told him softly.

 

[My Erotic Tail]

Jack Hardy

Her soft sensual touch graced me as she
took the key from my palm. She was moveing
in this afternoon and that was grand, I thought.

Her "notes" was expressing her cute lil
english ways. Here in america, they were
bucks, cash, dinero, but her foreign accent
and lil english way sent my mind to bliss.
Putting the money in my pocket and didnt
even count it as I didnt want to take my eyes
off her.

Lizzie was charming and quaint as she glanced
about her new dwellings. You could see the
visions she was haveing of her freedom and
decorating possibilities.

"Well then I'll leave you to your new home,
Miss Lizzie." As I made my way to the door
and slowly shut it behind me. Of course takeing
one more good look at this beauty of tenant.
I walked to front and took down the sign in
the window that said ...ROOM FOR RENT.

 

[sweetcharity]

Elizabeth Sanderson

"Well then I'll leave you to your new home,
Miss Lizzie."

Elizabeth watched her landlord leave.
It was ages since anyone had used the diminutive of her name.
Perhaps it was an American thing.
Mother had always insisted she be called “Elizabeth” and her father…
He called her “Bethy”, which she hated!

She sighed and pulled out her mobile, dialling quickly.
Matt was the only person who knew what her plans were.
She was pretty sure he could be trusted to keep her secret, but she had no other option:
She needed to transport her things and this place was NOT in her father’s type of neighbourhood.
She was definitely at a safe distance.

Speaking quickly into the ‘phone, the arrangements were made.

“Yes … as arranged … you have my keys and you know where my things are … yes …. Post them through as you leave … oh and Matt! For goodness sake, don’t forget the letter … yes… on his desk… yeah”

She ignored the pangs of guilt.
It was easier this way.
She didn’t have to return to the house.
She wouldn’t have the opportunity to have second thoughts.
She read the address out carefully and issued further cautions before pausing.

“ … and Matt … thank you …”

She told him before hanging up.

It was done.

She was a bit shell shocked, but it was what she had wanted … wasn’t it?
Of course… she’d have to do a little shopping … she didn’t have that much with her.
She had travelled fairly lightly when she’d arrived from the UK and although her father had bought lots of things for her … most of it she neither needed, nor wanted.
Matt was to bring her original belongings and just a few of the baubles her father had bestowed upon her. And then … her life would be what she made it …

Shaking her thoughts, she left her coat and bag and locking the door behind her, more through force of habit or rather Maternal command than any worry that the room would be entered, she made her way downstairs turning towards the kitchen where she thought she heard him moving around.

Shyly she peeped in, unsure if she would disturb him making lunch, after all it had to be heading for 1 pm by now!
She smiled as she saw him making coffee and hovered in the doorway.
She was going to have to get used to sharing facilities, but for now it felt … strange.

“I telephoned a friend … he’s going to bring my things around… he’ll be a couple of hours … I hope that’s alright … “

She pulled her eyes away from the steaming mug.

“I think I need to go shopping … there’s lots of basics I don’t even have yet …”

She admitted, her cheeks pinking slightly.

“Is there a front door key on this key ring as well?”

She asked, realising she hadn’t checked yet.

 

[My Erotic Tail]

Jack Hardy

“Is there a front door key on this key ring as well?”
Elizabeth asked.

I smiled as I leaned by here and took my
key ring from the hanger by the back door.
She smelled very good and sweetly alluring.
Slid a key off of it and handed it to her.
"Here you go honey." I said, smileing as she
took the key from my hand. "Care for some coffee?
Freshly made?..Or theres soda in the fridge and
orange juice. Help your self." I said

"And if your going shopping? Theres a strip center
just a couple blocks up and to your right." I grinned.

She was elegant and refined so I was ever so
much trying to be polite. Her smell was uniquie and
It matched her exotic smile. Must be a trait from her
upbringing.

"Now the washer and dryer are right thru there."
As I pointed to the wash room next to the kitchen.
"And untill you get settled if you need any thing,
help your self honey. There towels and cloths right
aroung the corner down the hall in a cabinet by the
bathroom. Theres a hot tub behind the garage and
you have to let me know about 6 hours before you
want to use it Ill crank it up and put the chemicals in."

I stared at her frame for a moment and let her soak
all that up . As I sipped my coffee and selected a
few garnishes for my sandwich. "Hungry dear?"

 

[sweetcharity]

Elizabeth Sanderson

“Thank you.”

Elizabeth smiled as she took the key from Mr Hardy.

"Here you go honey.Care for some coffee? Freshly made?..
Or theres soda in the fridge and orange juice. Help your self."

Elizabeth nodded and headed for the coffee, accepting the mug he held out to her.

"And if your going shopping? Theres a strip center just a couple blocks up and to your right."

Elizabeth smiled politely, but looked puzzled.
She sat at the table and wrapped her hands about the mug inhaling the comforting aroma before sipping at the hot liquid.

"Now the washer and dryer are right thru there."

She nodded glancing beyond where he pointed.

“And untill you get settled if you need any thing, help your self honey.
There towels and cloths right aroung the corner down the hall in a cabinet by the bathroom.”

Elizabeth smiled warmly.
He was being so accommodating.
Her awkwardness was vanishing rapidly. She felt herself visibly relax.

“Theres a hot tub behind the garage and you have to let me know about 6 hours before you want to use it Ill crank it up and put the chemicals in."

Her eyes widened at the news. A tub! That would be fun!
And he didn’t mind if she used it!
She sipped at her coffee, her eyes finally sparkling in anticipation of her new “home”.
It would be OK. It would work.
And later maybe … she could sort things out with her parents.

"Hungry dear?"

She looked around with a start. He had caught her musing again.
She smiled in pink confusion and realised what he had said.

“ … a bit … “

She confessed.

“Though I usually eat my main meal in the evening…”

She eyed him curiously, finally daring to ask.

“What kind of work do you do Mr Hardy?”

She sipped at the coffee and kept her eyes on him.

“Perhaps when I’m moved in I could cook us something…”

She blushed at her offer.

“Just to thank you for your kindness … “

She explained.

“But you must tell me if I get in your way … I don’t want to be a nuisance …”

Again there was a pause ... a companionable silence.

Elizabeth's voice filled the gap.

"There is one thing though ..."

She began hesitantly.

"What exactly is a ... strip center ... "

She blushed.

"It sounds a bit ..."

She broke off and giggled, looking away sure she had misunderstood.

 

[My Erotic Tail]

Jack Hardy

She excepted his brew of coffe and sat
at the table gracefull like. She eyed the
kitchen and her surroundings as I pointed
things out to her. I saw her eyes light up
when I mentioned the hot tub.

I layed out the bread and basted them with
ham and lettuce and tomatoes. Put them
on a plate and slid it to her. As I pulled up
a chair and started to devour my sandwich.

I looked at Lizzie who gracefully toyed with
her grasp of the bread as I eyed her selective
ways.

"Well Miss. Lizzie I am a stock broker."
I started, "I seem to have had a bit of luck
at the exchange. And you? What do you do?"

I hungrily ate as I giggled at her little newness
to what a strip center was...."A strip center is
a group of stores in a row sweetie," I laughed.
"Theres a grocery store and a dry goods and
a few little nick nack shops and even a pizza
parlor." I continued, "And Lizzie your welcome
to use any thing you need dear. I have a computer
but its in my bedroom and theres a phone in the
living room. And you can cook any time you like."
I finished with a huge grin, as I finished my sandwich.

 

[sweetcharity]

Elizabeth Sanderson

Elizabeth ate slowly enjoying the sandwich, but eating steadily.

"Well Miss. Lizzie I am stock broker. I seem to have had a bit of luck
at the exchange. And you? What do you do?"

Luck? So he had money … or did he mean?
And what did she do…?
She considered what to tell him.

”A strip center is a group of stores in a row sweetie,”

Elizabeth smiled in relief. Of course … that made sense!

"Theres a grocery store and a dry goods and a few little nick nack shops and even a pizza parlor."

Her mind went over the possibilities.

"And Lizzie your welcome to use any thing you need dear.
I have a computer but its in my bedroom and theres a phone in the
living room. And you can cook any time you like."

Elizabeth watched him eat heartily.

“You’re very kind … “

She nibbled her first sandwich, finishing it before reaching for her coffee and draining it.

“As to what I do … I really don’t know at the moment …
I guess I have some decisions to make…”

She got up and moved to help herself to more coffee and bit back a sigh.

“You probably realise I’m British, though I was born over in the US … but I’ve lived most of my life in England.
I’ve been over here just over 3 months.
I really don’t know what my plans are at the moment …”

She shrugged, her unhappiness evident, but quickly suppressed.

“But new starts huh?”

She forced a smile and bit into the next sandwich.

“These are great … not sure I’ll be able to finish them all though …”

She ate on glancing at him and then away.

 

[My Erotic Tail]

Jack Hardy

I watched your little shy ways with intrigue
as well as delight. She wasnt going to be a
burden. In fact she was a blessing, to fill the
lonelyness.

"Well Miss Lizzie, Im in need of a maid. Not
that thats a career choice of course, but it will
help you with some pocket money or "notes"
I said with a giigle.

"And after lunch I wiil crank up the hot tub.
Ive been needing a good soak in the whirlpool."
I added. She was working on her second
sandwich which had me thinking perhaps she
hadnt eaten in a while. Poor girl, on her own
at her age is striffle. But I was doing what I
could to make her feel comfortable.

"And yes Its obvious your british, I find that
to be a very alluring trait Miss Lizzie," As I
winked at her. Not to be trying to pick up on
her right of but to be an elderly man makeing
a young women more comfortable.

"And all the dishes are here and the pots and
pans here and over there is the drawer for the
silver ware." Pointing to all. "Any thing I might
have forgot, feel free to ask dear." I said.

 

[sweetcharity]

Elizabeth Sanderson

She was aware of his eyes on her, but it was kindly curiosity.

"Well Miss Lizzie, Im in need of a maid.
Not that thats a career choice of course, but it will help you with some pocket money or "notes".

Elizabeth sipped at the mug and giggled along with him, not so much at the mention of “notes”, but at his assumption that she was penniless.
She licked her lips slowly and considered.
It would be better if she didn’t dip into her own account, her savings, the money her parents had set aside for her.
If she could stand on her own two feet financially …
She smiled at the novelty of the thought.
She wasn’t a spoiled little rich girl … but … it would be great just to be plain “Lizzie” and start over.

"And after lunch I wiil crank up the hot tub.
Ive been needing a good soak in the whirlpool."

She chewed thoughtfully thinking how nice that would be.

"And yes Its obvious your British, I find that to be a very alluring trait Miss Lizzie,"

She blushed as he winked at her, but met his eye and smiled.
He was kind and wasn’t hitting on her.
She couldn’t believe her luck!
He was just what she needed:
Not at all paternal, but he was caring.

"And all the dishes are here and the pots and pans here and over there is the drawer for the silver ware.
Any thing I might have forgot, feel free to ask dear."

Elizabeth nodded and finished the sandwich before leaving the third still on the plate and pushing it away a bit.

“I didn’t bring anything like that over from England, obviously …”

She told him.

“And I haven’t had chance to collect household stuff since I’ve been here.”

She didn’t elaborate to tell him where she’d been staying up to know.

“This’ll be my first real place …”

She told him with a shy smile.
She hoped she didn’t sound too naïve or immature.
She didn’t want him to feel he had to look after her or anything like that.

Reaching over, she picked up the paper and scanned the jobs section.

“Do you think they’d need any help in that pizza place?”

She asked him.
She could help him out here a bit and work there.
There’d still be time for her to find somewhere to enrol to take some classes.
She had some serious thinking to do.

“After getting my cases upstairs, we might need the hot tub …”

She commented, turning the pages giving a cursory glance at the notices.

“As long as you don’t mind sharing it with me … “

She looked around and relaxed back in the kitchen chair.

“I think I’m going to like being here Mr Hardy…”

She told him with a cautiously happy smile.

 

[My Erotic Tail]

Jack Hardy

“I think I’m going to like being here Mr Hardy…”
She told him with a cautiously happy smile.

She was thumbing thru the paper and
makeing light conversation so I knew she was
beginning to relax in her new surroundings.
I went out and flip the switch to the hot tub
and the water began swirling and as I adjusted
the temperature and poured in the solution
to let filter and cycle its way thru the system.
The oak trim bottom was finely sanded and
the latice work went around the whole tub
giveing it a secluded enclosement.

I went back to the kitchen and she was still
reading the paper. She asked if I thought the
pizza place would hire her and I explained.
"Most of the pizza places these days Hire you
out to drive around delivering in the neighbor
hood. As long as you have a car you were just
about assured a job.

I watched her toy with the pages of the morning
chronicle and sip at her mug. It was going to be
nice to have company again. She was pretty as
a picture and easy on the eye's thats for sure.
As I walked by her and her aroma tickled my mind
with her sensual pleasureable scent.

"So where do you hail from Miss Lizzie?"
I asked. Just trying to keep a conversation
going more than I really wanted to pry into
her personal life.

 

[sweetcharity]

Elizabeth Sanderson

"Most of the pizza places these days Hire you out to drive around delivering in the neighborhood.
As long as you have a car you were just about assured a job.”

Elizabeth shrugged, dismissing that idea.

“Oh well, that lets me out. I was hoping for some waitressing work.
At least that’s something I’ve done before.”

Elizabeth glanced out towards the garden where he had gone to get the hot tub started.
She checked her watch and realised that time had flown.
At least she’d get her things soon.
Then it would be all over …

"So where do you hail from Miss Lizzie?"

Elizabeth left the paper open, but smiled over at Mr Harding.

“From London … south … “

She paused.

“You’ve heard of Wimbledon? The tennis? Not too far from there actually?”

She folded up the newspaper and seemed to be lost in thought.

“I liked London … I’ve not seen that much of the States yet. Not had the time…”

… yet …

She thought to herself … then looked up as the front door sounded.

“That could be my stuff …”

She started and watched as he moved to the door and turned to call her.
Quickly, Elizabeth moved down the hallway and smiled at the fair haired young man who stood on the doorstep.

“Hi Matt… thanks for getting my stuff…”

She smiled at Mr Hardy as he discretely moved into the house.

“Any trouble?”

She asked quickly.

“No … all as planned … don’t worry … “

Elizabeth nodded.

“If you can just help me get the stuff inside … Mr Hardy said he’d help me up the stairs with it.
You’d best get back before you’re missed.”

She kissed him quickly on the cheek and moved with him to pull out her things one by one.
Soon two suitcases and three boxes sat inside the door.
A holdall followed them.

“There you go Liz … you sure you’ll be alright?”

Elizabeth nodded.

“I’ll be fine. I’ll call you once I get settled. But … not a word … right?”

Matt rolled his eyes in exasperation.

“’Course!”

He glanced down the hall curious about her landlord, but resisting the urge to ask questions.
Instead he gave her a hugg and kissed her head.

“Take care … and if you need anything… “

Elizabeth nodded.

“I know. Thanks Matt.”

Quickly she let him out and watched him get into the car and drive away.
She blinked feeling inexplicable tears. She felt lonely suddenly.
It was what she wanted. The freedom she needed …
She rubbed at her eyes annoyed with herself.

Picking up the holdall, she moved purposefully down the hall and began to climb the stairs.
If she kept busy, she wouldn’t waste time on silly sentimentality.

 

[My Erotic Tail]

Jack Hardy

Well her things had arrived and as I had
offered I quickly loaded an arm full of boxes
and a suitcase and made my way up the stairs.
Put her things on the coffee table and went for the
rest. After another load she had all her things
in her new place.

She seemed a bit distant and I could tell she
was reserved and reflecting her situation.
I smiled and winked at her reassureing.

"Im going to get in the hot tub sweety,
you can join me later if you like." I said.

"Any thing else you need dear, just let me know."
I said as I closed her door and left her to do
her unpacking and settle in to her .....
....ROOM FOR RENT.

I got my shorts on and turned the lights on and
slipped into the hot tub. The swirling water felt
good and warm. As I leaned back and soaked
away my worries as the evening was darkening.
And night was creaping in.

 

[sweetcharity]

Elizabeth Sanderson

“Thank you.”

Her things were upstairs quicker than she had expected.
She was grateful for his tact. He deposited her things and then left her to it.
Did he sense her subdued mood? Elizabeth wasn’t sure.

"Im going to get in the hot tub sweety, you can join me later if you like."

Elizabeth nodded and smiled in return.

"Any thing else you need dear, just let me know."

Again the offer.

“Sure … thanks..”

She turned back to her cases and boxes as the door closed and stood looking around.
She easily spotted the suitcase full of clothes and personal items for the bedroom.
She took it out and placed it on the bed, opening it up she began to walk systematically around the room, putting things away.
The steady movement became automatic.
She refused to let herself think of what would happen when her absence was discovered.

Next the box with miscellaneous items, pictures, books, momentos, toiletries, make up … jewellery … Again she moved and put these away.

The second suitcase was opened and more clothes were put into their places.
Elizabeth also pulled out various shoes, coats, towels and bedlinen.
She smiled, pleased that she had had the forethought to pack those essentials.

She was unsure what was in the last two boxes.
Matt had gathered these together.
They were heavier than she had expected and one was larger than those she had prepared.
She delved in and began to pull out items:
Lamp, CD player, hair dryer, kettle … a range of electrical items she had not even thought to pack.
The final box was stuffed with a duvet cover, pillows and towels.
Once she removed them she delved in and found a smaller box; a box she did not recognise.

Attached was a label that read:

For your new home! Love Matt x

Intrigued she opened the box and found a survival pack for her mini-kitchen:
a mug set and tea pot, a jar of coffee, a packet of teabags, a carton of milk and a packet of biscuits!

Warmed by his thoughtfulness, Elizabeth set them in place and looked around the room.
It was homely and less bare with her few things in place.
She could add to her possessions as she went … depending on how long she stayed there.

It would be fine she told herself once more.
She still had to make the bed…but that could wait.
She thought of the tub downstairs.
She would welcome the distraction and the company as well as the bubbling water.

It took a few minutes for Elizabeth to slip into a one piece bathing costume and pull out a large towel from those she had unpacked.
She took a hair elastic and pulled her dark hair into a high bony tail then slipped bare feet into navy sandals and leaving her door unlocked, she made her way downstairs.

Passing through the kitchen she moved out to the garden.

“Mr Hardy..?”

She called out shyly.

She heard his voice call her name and came to a halt before the tub.
Her towel was draped across one shoulder, but her petite form was clearly outlined in the navy costume. The fabric clung to her curves and was cut to offer a modest, but inviting show of cleavage with high legs and low back.
Here and there the navy was contrasted with white shell designs.

“Mind if I join you?”

She asked hesitantly.

She didn’t want to invade his privacy or drive him away if he felt he had to leave her to enjoy the tub in privacy.

“I’m all sorted…”

She told him, inviting conversation and hoping he wouldn’t leave.

 

[My Erotic Tail]

Jack Hardy

("Mind if I join you?" she asked “I’m all sorted…”)

I watched her every move and curve. Her
pony tail melted me, Im a sucker for a girl
with a pony tail. Of course she didnt know
this.

"Not at all sweetie, please join me." I said
as I offered her a hand to climb the steps
and sink in the tub.

I found my little place in the water and
layed back and began to relax again. I reached
behind me and opened the cooler and got my
self a beer.

"Would you like something to drink dear? Coke,
beer, water or pop?" I asked. Watching her lil
eyes light up as her foot brushed mine. She tilted
her head shyly as I just grinned.

I stood over the rim of the tub and waited for
her to place her order for refreshing liquid. I
know it seemed as though I was stareing ...
but she was alluring to say the least.

 

[sweetcharity]

Elizabeth Sanderson

"Not at all sweetie, please join me."

Elizabeth let her towel slip from her shoulder and let it lay nearby.
She took his proffred hand steadying herself as she climbed the steps, a smile on her face as she sank into the hot water with a soft murmur.

Her hands ran through the water as she allowed herself to sink below the surface up to her neck.
Opposite her, Mr Hardy seemed to have relaxed back again.

"Would you like something to drink dear? Coke,
beer, water or pop?"

Elizabeth considered.

"In the UK you're allowed to drink when you're 18 ... it's older in the US right?"

She enquired.

"Water I think ... I don't like beer or pops ... "

She watched as he reached to draw out the drink and admired how organised he was.
She leaned back and looked around.
It was dark now ... but it was warm enough in the tub.

"Thank you Mr Hardy"

She sipped at the glass and then lay it aside safely beyond the rim of the tub.
She became aware of his eyes resting on her and smiled shyly.

"Soo... are their any house rules I should know about...?"

She asked him smoothly.

"I'm not into wild parties, by the way ..."

She giggled as she quipped.

 

[My Erotic Tail]

Jack Hardy

"Soo... are their any house rules I should
know about...?"

She was quite the lil lady. And so polite and
considerate. I was pleased so far with my
new house guest. She was adorable and
charming. And quite the looker too.

I handed her her water and she graciously
drank and set it to the back of the tub.
Her womenly way bursting at her suit as
she turned and then settled back into the
water. Safe in the cloak of the waters swirls.

My foot rested next to hers again as I smiled
and winked at her in my ussual reassureing
way.

"House rules? Well Im not fond of loud
music. If you must play your music loud please
use head phones. And I ussually go to sleep
after midnight so keep it down after that and
we should get along just fine. " I said as I
winked again.

 

[sweetcharity]

Elizabeth Sanderson

"House rules? Well Im not fond of loud music.
If you must play your music loud please use head phones.
And I usually go to sleep after midnight so keep it down after that and
we should get along just fine. "

Elizabeth giggled then replied solemnly.

“I’ll remember that … no top volume opera … “

She smiled teasingly.

“I have a wide range of musical tastes … you might be surprised.”

The assumption that he viewed her as a rebel teen amused her.
She bobbed in the bubbles, aware fleetingly that her foot, then her leg brushed his, but concentrated more on keeping her eyes lowered, resisting the urge to laugh, not willing to offend.

After a short pause she raised her eyes to his once more, hoping to mask her amusement.

“But seriously, Mr Hardy. Midnight is pumpkin time isn’t it?
I don’t expect to be out and about at that time … and I’m not really the noisy type …
I’m more likely to be asleep by midnight.
I’m sure we will get along fine … “

She turned a dazzling smile on him, eager to please and not cause problems.
Unselfconsciously she ran a hand through her pony tail and squeezed the water out of the end of it;
a habit rather than a useful gesture for as soon as she let it fall down her back it trailed in the water once more.
Elizabeth reached for her glass and sipped at the cool liquid.
She realised that she hadn’t even had the opportunity to go out and get groceries yet and she couldn’t presume more upon his hospitality.
She considered and then suggested shyly.

“Do you fancy eating pizza with me this evening … ?
I thought perhaps tomorrow I could go shopping and cook us something nice for an evening meal … as a thank you for being so kind to me …?”

She wondered fleetingly what she should cook, but was confident that she would be able to produce something he enjoyed.

She drained her glass.

“What do you think…?”

She asked uncertainly, hoping that her offer would please him.

 

[My Erotic Tail]

(“Do you fancy eating pizza with me this evening?
I thought perhaps tomorrow I could go
shopping and cook us something nice for
an evening meal … as a thank you for being
so kind to me …?”)

"Well that would be wonderful, pizza sounds
great." I replied. "Do you want me to call it in?"

I reached behind her and turned up the pressure
causeing the bubbles and swirling to become
greater. I look down at Lizzie and caught her
looking at my manlyness that was just above
the water and buldged just a bit. I smiled.

The young and curious I thought. She toyed
with her pony tail which made my heart race.
I had a thing for the look and my eyes kept
glanceing at her as well. My foot and leg
kept bumping hers under the water more and
more, to the point we just left them lying
against each other. Guess that meant we
were becoming comfortable with each other.

I sipped my beer and sat it back down and
looked at this little princess and smiled.
"Well a good home cooked meal sounds
wonderful, Lizzie." I said.

 

[sweetcharity]

Elizabeth Sanderson

"Well that would be wonderful, pizza sounds great.
Do you want me to call it in?"

Elizabeth leaned back happy with his approval.

"If you don't mind ..."

She told him softly.

"Ohhh..."

Her eyes flew open as the force of the bubbles increased.
Her body bobbed as the water swirled and brushed against his.
She smiled apologetically, but he didn't seem to mind.
Her eyes swept his body, as if seeing it for the first time.
He was well built ... muscular even and ...
Her eyes widened a silent "O" forming as she saw his crotch as he too floated in the water.
He didn't have a hardon ... that would have shocked her, but he seemed ... "well blessed" in that area.

Taken aback at the direction of her thoughts she raised her eyes hoping fervently that he hadn't noticed her attention.
DAMN
He had seen!
His eyes held hers with an easy smile.
Elizabeth averted her gaze and toyed self-consciously with her hair again.
He seemed relaxed ... uncaring of her assessing gaze ...
She submerged her shoulders in the water, the heat of the tub nothing compared to the heat in her cheeks.

Below the water their legs met, time and again.
Elizabeth tried to move away the first few times, but seeing him tip his head back and close his eyes in apparent relaxation, she gave up fighting the current and allowed her body to be naturally drawn against his.

All was silent apart from the sound of the bubbles that surrounded their bodies and buoyed them up to bob gently each against the other.

"Well a good home cooked meal sounds wonderful, Lizzie."

He commented smoothly breaking the silence.
She watched him sip his beer and reached for her own water, aware of her bare arm brushing against his as she sipped at the cool glass finally draining it of the liquid.

"I like cooking ... I always have ... Mom was never interested in food ... but I learned from.... "

She hesitated and seemed to correct herself before she spoke.

" ... from my nan ..."

She replaced the glass, her arms slipping under the water again, eyes watching the swirl of water.
Her nan ... that was a laugh ... pictures of homey cooking and sharing recipes played through her head.
If only that had been the truth ...
She wished, not for the first time that her upbringing had been ... simpler ... warmer ... what she would have liked it to have been.

Lost in melancholy reflection, she looked up and realised that the water had succeeded in its mission and finally pushed them alongside each other.
Her arm brushed his chest.
She sighed and forced a smile, her eyes still sad.
He didn't know ... he couldn't even guess ... but she fancied he seemed to ...
When he slipped an arm around her as if offering her a sympathetic hug it seemed natural to move into the encircling sweep of his arm.
She felt his hand rest lightly on her shoulder and enclose her.
Wordlessly she felt herself relax, barely aware of her breasts brushing against his chest.
His undemanding closeness, his friendly comfort soothed her.

“Thank you …”

She whispered softly.

Nothing had been said.
He hadn’t asked for explanations yet.
He had merely seen she was unhappy and just wanted her to feel better.
She raised her eyes to his and gave a genuine smile as their eyes met.
There was an inner wistfulness to her, but she felt ok again.
The fleeting sadness had passed.

This place was truly proving a haven from all the emotional turmoil she’d had lately.