Jake pulled into the driveway and turned the engine off, "Well thanks again for the smoke."
Sheila looked at him and smiled "And thank you for not raping me. Or murdering me. Or whatever it is you do to the other not so nice girls you pick up on dark side streets."
"I'm a perfect gentleman. Too cheap to buy my own cigarettes, but a gentleman none-the-less," He smiled at her.
Sheila smiled back. Under he street lights by her house she could finally see Jake. He was more handsome than she had thought. That, plus her wanting to go masturbate in the tub had her thinking less about her safety, and more about her needs.
"I'm guessing you'll want one for the road? I was going to go inside and get a drink. Did you want to bum one of those also?" Sheila was playfully trying to invite him in. She didn't know what she was doing or where she was taking this, but it felt exciting.
"Actually yes, I could use a drink. Of course I like to smoke when I drink so-" He trailed off.
"Yeah yeah, come on. We'll have a drink and then you can steal all my smokes." Sheila got out of the car the lead Jake inside. Once inside she put down her purse and grabbed two wine glasses from the cupboard. She went into the fridge and grabbed a bottle of wine and filled the two glasses.
They stood in the kitchen drinking and joking. As they came close to finishing their drinks, Jake asked "So where are the guns?"
"What?" Sheila responded.
"Your husband the gun nut. Where are his guns? Figured there'd be animal heads on the walls here and guns on racks all over."
"Oh Jesus. Kyle's never shot a gun in his life. He's a computer geek that repairs cell phones for a living." The wine was starting to make Sheila feel flushed.
Sheila noticed that Jake had large muscular arms. His jeans hugged what seemed to be muscular legs as well. He wasn't huge, but he certainly worked out. His hair, his teeth, his body, all very well taken care of. She could have been picked up by far less attractive men.
"Ah, so I see, " Jake grinned. "Very clever, I never would have made a move then. But now that I know he's not a gun nut?"
Sheila finished up her wine and thought for a moment. "Then if you make a move he'll just come home and break your cell phone. You'll never be able to text message again. He can do that. He's a very dangerous man."
Sheila refilled their glasses. "He's at the strip club, I think. You're probably OK. Let's go outside, I don't like to smoke in the house."
Sheila led Jake out back by the pool. She gave Jake a smoke and lit one for herself.
"Probably not very smart to tell guys you just met that not only is your husband not a gun nut, but that he's not home either."
Sheila was feeling a bit buzzed by now, and braver. "If you were going to do something, and you really wanted to do it, I doubt anything I said would have changed your course once I got in the car."
Jake sipped his wine, "True enough I suppose."
The two finished their wine and their cigarettes and went back to the kitchen to refill. Sheila poured the rest of the bottle into the two glasses.
After more small talk, and the rest of the wine, they ended up in the backyard by the pool again.
Halfway through their smokes Sheila said "I should really get out of these work clothes."
The way it came out sounded to her like she was suggesting something. The wine had her feeling very lustful. She had never gotten to take that bubble bath yet. Ideas of bad things kept forming in her head. Very fun and exciting bad things.
She does have the house to herself he rest of the night.
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