Episode 183: RENT FrEE

Lucius Bodie Apartments! Nashville’s middle class public housing. Nothing fancy, nothing trashy. Well, debatable, pending on which apartment you knocked on. Lots of beautiful women here, lots of guys wanting those hot chicks. A certain recently hired basketball Coach was about to learn how the other half lived.

“This must be the place. Not a bad looking area, well maintained, good sized outdoor swimming pool even. At least it’s not the old days of living near a West Memphis ghetto.” Anthony Alan Gunther aka Tony drove through slowly. Speed bumps unfortunate, he pulled his still low mileage 2010 model Ford F-150, into a vacant parking spot. Next to a small red economy size car he shut his boy Roy down. He called his truck Roy, no particular reason.

Dressed in snug blue jeans and a button down grey and black plaid shirt he primped his blond hair in the mirrors. He knew he was a stud, often compared to actor Chris Evans. Eying the building numbers he located his target. “Checkbook in hand.” Back pocket! “Let’s go do this T-Gun!” Now that nickname was due to his uncle Jeremy since childhood. Reason being, Tony was lightning on a basketball court. He liked it!

A quick cellphone call to the current tenant still residing in her sublet, Tony made certain not to simply resort to a surprise attack by showing up without warning. Even though they had set a time for him to see the apartment he was always taught to be respectful. “Morning Amber, Tony Gunther. Just letting you know I found the place. Need me to give you a few minutes before I come knocking?”

“Not at all! I’m presentable.” She laughed. “Second floor, I’ll have the door open for a fast find. Follow the classical music, I play it to help me concentrate on my work.”

“Classical, eh? I’ll Beethoven right up.” He playfully prompted then hung up. Rolling his eyes at himself he just knew she had to have immediately thought he was a dork. Tha was Piper Cherry’s kind of off the wall humor. Was it any wonder she wanted to hire him? Kicking himself for mocking ole’ Ludwig, he sat idle and growled at himself. “Yep! She already thinks I’m weird. Doesn’t matter I guess; I’ll be staying, and she’ll be moving out. I hope it’s a nice place, starting out, I know I could do worse. I still can’t believe my luck at meeting Piper Cherry and Josie McKellen at a time in my life where I was ready to pack it in and move back home with my folks. I sure needed this coaching job to get my life back on track.” He left his truck and made the stroll up the sidewalk, scanning about at the well-groomed lawns. Harlan Booker would be grateful for any compliment, the former Westfield High School Coach himself being the contracted groundskeeper.

“Fortune has finally found my ass. With the money Piper threw my way it’s going to get this roof over my head and at least feed me a few weeks. Utilities, good question. Candlelit TV dinner I reckon. Shit! No power no microwave. Maybe I can cut a deal with this Amber over the power and water for a week or two. Thank God for a rich slut getting me this far at least. Maybe I should suggest she be my Sugar Momma!” Nah! Not his style.

Reaching the building’s entry door, he opened it just as a cute petite blond stepped from the staircase holding two huge bags of garbage to weigh her down. Wearing only a vintage white Star Wars t-shirt he could easily see some mighty fine legs. A couple perky TIE-Fighters too. “Morning!” He went for the classy gentleman routine and gallantly held the door for her.

“Thanks Cap!” She paused for five seconds to absorb his appearance then giggled and carried her bags through at an angle, her backside facing him he glanced down to see a slender peek of butt cheek swell exposing at her hemlines wink. Tony was tempted to offer her help, but it looked as if she had it under control. Charmer that he was he bit his tongue. “New here?” Once outside she turned to walk backwards to check him out, as much as he did her. He saw tight pussy! She knew he saw tight pussy. Nice! Still keeping his tongue from wagging, he smirked.

“Possibly! That all depends on if I sublet the apartment I’m here to look at.”

“Amber’s crib?”

“You know Amber?”

“Across the hall from me and my roommate. I run into her in the laundry room. Drop over sometime and say hi if you sign your life away.”

“I’ll do that. I’m Tony by the way.”

“Tessa Harper. Nice to check you out Tony.” She turned in step and wiggled away toward the dumpsters. Oh, she was making certain he saw her cheeks more than he had spotted before now. Barefoot she walked rather funny watching the ground for anything sharp.

“You too, Princess Leia!” He would LAY A her! She had him at the buns, not the earmuffs.

“BROWNY POINTS!” She yelled without looking.

Chuckling Tony headed on upstairs to find a problem. There were two opened doors. Uncertain which one was Amber’s he shrugged and turned left to peer in. The doors were not exactly across from one another, so he chose the first opening to look inside for movement. Sure, enough a busty blond about the size of Tessa walked nude right in front of him. Coffee cup in her hand, she stopped cold like a deer in dim headlights before eyeballing her bedroom. Standing still right there in a full-frontal exhibition she took a sip of her coffee and stared at him.

“Uhhh? Are you Amber?” He fucking hoped so.

“Nyet! Are you MANntenance?” On purpose! “No toolbox, only tool.”

“I wish I was.” He winced squeezing the back of his neck, “I do tinker with the best of them though, if your wait is too long.” He chuckled. “Sorry to stare.”

“Used to it! How I make living.”

“That must mean you’re Tessa’s roomie.”

“She hogs all glory.” She wrinkled her nose and made pig noises. Too funny! “I am Svetty!”

“Me too!” He showed her his sweaty hands. This was unbelievable. While he stood there unable to take his eyes off the hot Russian the downstairs door reopened and Tessa trotted back upstairs, her braless TIE-fighters dodging about through the asteroid belt, cheery at the morning breeze. Airless space only in his held breath!

“Oops! I bet my leaving my door open confused you, didn’t it?” Tessa gnashed her teeth, “Amber’s...”

“Over here!” They both pointed across the hall at the second doorway. The real Amber popped her head out of her apartment on the right to point at herself, joining their jabs. Amber was a 5’4, 120-pound brunette with dark rimmed glasses, wearing an extremely tight pair of grey cotton shorts with a healthy wedge of cameltoe. A red cut off tank top shared much of her abdomen, definite chest, and a shiny strand of belly button bling. “So, I wasn’t aware the girls were luring you in. Tony, I presume?”

“That would be me.” He smiled and rubbed the back of his scalp again before turning half a step to the neighbors. “Nice meeting you ladies.” Tessa squinted playfully then peered through her doorway to see Svetty slyly holding her coffee mug over her vagina as her only source of hiding. Steamy! Juan Valdez was smiling.

“What? Keep bear cave warm.”

“He’s not tipping you Stripper! Take it to the stage.” Tessa chuckled, “Sorry about my roomie ... she’s a dancer and hates clothing unless it’s designer. Hey, Amber.” A warm smile met the brunette. Amber found it amusing that Tony could blush for such a rugged looking man.

“She thought I was maintenance.” He chuckled.

“MANtenance!” Svetty corrected him with an amusing smirk over her coffee mug, now brought back to her lips. It took both hands to hold that steamy stance. Tony shook his head at her seductive accent. Three hot girls in under ten minutes. He was certainly feeling lucky today.

“We called about our garbage disposal a week ago. Not to discourage you in subletting Amber’s place but fair warning, our landlord takes her sweet time.”

“I take sweet time too.” Svetty moved to the opened doorway without concern of being seen. She eyed Tony from head to toe. “He tinker!”

“I can maybe take a look at... “ Impossible not to look at Svetlana he swallowed, “After I check out Amber ... her apartment ... I’m just going back to my truck now.” He laughed. Tessa stopped him with a palm on his chest then sighed at how hard his pecs were. Shaking off her lust she switched targets, hand removed with a pouty face.

“Get in there Cosmonaughty! Sorry Amber.” Tessa pushed her roomie back inside by palming both breasts and nudging her. “May the Force be with you Tony.” Tessa then shut the door. Shaking his head, he switched visuals to look over at Amber with a sheepish expression. Before he could say a word, he heard Svetty yell out, “Want to see Lightsaber!” Even Amber had to giggle.

“Better get in here before the Mad Russian invades us.” Amber turned to go back into her apartment. Following her Tony now caught a glimpse of butt cheek peek beneath the girl’s shorts. Strangely he found her cheeks nicer than Tessa’s. A tad more meat to the cooler so to speak. While he appreciated all sizes, hardly picky a bounce in step was pretty nice. “Want a cup of coffee?”

“I could use one sure. Need to wake up here before I leave town.”

“And all of that next door didn’t revive you?” Amber mused, “Where are you headed?” She stepped into her small kitchen and found a clean coffee mug to pour him a fresh brew. “Cream or sugar?”

“Black is fine! I’m originally from West Memphis. If I rent your apartment this morning, I’ll be heading back to get the rest of my things from my storage unit and my dog. I’m glad this place allows dogs of all sizes. My parents are babysitting her.”

“Long drive, West Memphis.”

“That it is, I dread it. Thanks for the coffee.” He claims his cup and salutes her with it. “Mind if I ask why, you are subletting this place?”

“My ex-boyfriend was paying half and then ditched me. No friends to speak of really because I work from home. I transcribe medical records for local Doctors. Good money, but not enough to cover all the bills, car payment, insurance, you get the idea. I support my dad too; he was injured a few years back and can’t work.”

“Sorry to hear that. Why didn’t you just run an ad looking for a roommate?”

“Been there done that. Stiffed one time too many.” She frowned. “You can look around if you want, I pick up after myself. You won’t be embarrassed by any bras drying over the shower rod.” She chuckled. “Not that I wear any unless I go out. TMI! Sorry!”

“Don’t sweat it. I wouldn’t look badly at you if you had.” He winked then looked to his right at the living room. “Faces the parking lot.” He stepped through to the French doors, “Having a balcony is cool, there’s room for a small grill and a couple of chairs at least.”

“I only use it to sunbathe.” She joins him and opens the French door for a breath of fresh air. Like Tessa, the gust revived her nipples beneath her tank. Shivering at a quick arousal she blushed. “That felt wonderful.” Twisting away she tried to behave. “Leave that open a while, the place could probably use the freshness.” She did however go to her dining table to place heavy items on her paperwork to avoid the wind possibly blowing them about.

“No problem!” He ventured to move freely and checked out the bathroom. “Yep! No bras.”

“Hiding in my laundry basket.” She laughed.

“Nice big shower. Places like this usually have only a small tub with a curtain. I’m digging the glass doors.”

“Yeah, that sold me too. Big enough for two people to share.”

“Two bedroom, right?”

“Yes! The empty bedroom is on your left, my bedroom is on the right.” He checked out both including her king size bed. Sudden images of Piper Cherry and Josie McKellen laying naked on that bed at Macy’s made him grin, not to mention boast a woody in thirty seconds flat. It helped envisioning Svetty and Tessa on that bed as well. What the hell, add Amber to it, he’d fight for room. “I’ve never once owned a Kingsize bed. Sad case is I survived on a full size, big as I am that was like camping out on a twin bed.”

“I could possibly be persuaded to leave it for a couple hundred bucks. Where I’m going the rooms are too small.”

“Sold!” After deciding to give away the bed Piper Cherry bought from Macy’s to avoid storage costs, he had no options besides the floor.

“You’re taking the apartment?”

“You seem shocked. I’ll bite on a couple of conditions. Which you can mull over. Do you know where you’re going from here?”

“The only place I can afford alone is with my dad. He lives in a house trailer out in the country.”

“Do you really want to live with him?”

“Rent free so that is a plus.”

“That is not a yes or a no.” He chuckles.

“Not really! I do like my independence. Why do you ask?”

“Just a thought and please don’t read into it.” He put up his palms in a defensive motion, “I know what you said and how you feel about roommates, but I start a new job at Horton-Dexter High School this week once I get back here and unpack. I won’t get an immediate paycheck, but I’ve got enough cash to pay up three months’ rent. You said $1,050 a month over the phone, right?”

“Yes. $1,050.”

“What if I cut you a deal?”

“Meaning?” She flared her eyes. Was he hitting on her?

“I know you don’t know me from Adam, but I wouldn’t mind some company. I don’t know that many people here in Nashville yet. Those three months I pay up ... you can live here rent free. If you and I get along you’re welcome to stay and we go halves on everything from that point on. You can keep your bed and the big room until then.”

“Intriguing thought, but I don’t know. You said you had a dog?”

“Cora!” Like he had shown Piper Cherry, he brought up his proud puppy to show a photo of he and his white Rottweiler. Amber easing as close to his arm as possible he felt her breast rubbing on his elbow.

“She’s beautiful.” Yes, she was! Cora that is. Amber too, but he wasn’t going there. She did smell yummy though.

“Best behaved Rott you will ever find. She’s a lover not a fighter.” He chuckled “Totally trained! No landmines on the rug trust me. Loves frisbee! New place here and my being at work, at least if you stay, she’s got company while I’m away.”