Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Her Special PayBack: #1

Introduction: This is a story of a desperate woman who tries to pay back man who saved her. Read and Enjoy...

It was a hot and muggy Atlanta summer day as I slowly walked to the second floor of my apartment complex. The morning had gone well; five sales calls and two of those turned out to be winners. My commission check would be a big one next month.

It was a relatively new apartment complex-a lot of singles and parties-and I was glad I had decided to splurge and rent the two-bedroom model. I rationalized at the time that the second bedroom would be my office and vaguely I thought I might get a tax write-off also. The small gym and large pool made meeting other singles easy.

In my first four months at the apartment it was relatively easy to get dates. All the single women wanted to test out the new tenant. However, from my view, none of the women seemed to be keepers, so I kept my options open and continued to party hard.

I kept in shape at the gym and worked hard in my sales territory, which paid off both in money and attracted the attention of the regional sales manager who spotted my sales volume.

Life was good and uncomplicated.

My head was down as I daydreamed about spending my well earned money when I heard someone knocking on a door. At first I thought it was my apartment, but it was Carol's door, which was two apartments down from mine.

A woman stood in front of Carol's door and knocked again. She was about five-foot seven-inches tall with dirty blond hair. She wore a somewhat heavy skirt and coat over a blouse that must have been warm in the summer heat. A small, black rolling suitcase was next to her.

I walked up and said, "Hi."

She jumped and turned towards me; I had surprised her.

"Hey, I'm sorry I startled you. Are you looking for Carol?"

She looked at me before answering. I could see her face clearly now. Along with the dirty blond hair she had blue eyes, high cheek bones and a pixy nose. Those attractive body parts were marred by the sweat on her face, hair in disarray that needed washing, and a body frame that suggested too skinny. She was obviously exhausted.

answered, "I'm a friend of Carol's and came for the weekend to

two days ago and Carol rushed home to Chicago to be

"Oh shit," she whispered.

and saw disappointment turning into despair with a tinge of

blurted, "I'm Phil Stockton. Why don't you come to my

face, but it was obvious she hadn't heard

pulled her towards my apartment.

down the thermostat to seventy, and filled a glass with ice and water. She took the glass and drained it. I refilled it

my guess is that

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top and nodded her head. The first tears ran down

is Phil;

"Holly," she whispered.

things can't

me. The tears had highlighted her blue eyes. She blushed and stammered, "I've spent the last two days on five different buses. The only possessions I have are in my suitcase and I used the rest of my money to pay for the taxi to get here, and I look and feel

don't hold back. Just really tell me about

smile, but then she lowered her face and stared

"Holly, look at me."

head

is a clean toothbrush and shampoo in the guest bathroom. By the

"I can't..."