Neighbor

Before Adam stands a young black woman. "Oh hey!" She says with half genuine enthusiasm. She's wearing the vault 69 jumpsuit that's handed out to every dweller, but the top was removed and hanging from her wide hips. In it's place was a short sleeved crop top. It was clearly modified, the base being trimmed off to expose her under boobs. "So you do live here."

"Uh, Hello. Can I help you?" Adam has no idea who she is, but that doesn't stop his gaze from flickering to her exposed, ebony flesh.

"I just wanted to meet you, the only man in our world." She steps forward, inches from Adam.

"Ok?" Adam knew a lot of people would resent him for being the only man here. If not for the loss of their loved ones, for the assumption he'll act like a gift from God with a harem of hundreds.

"Are you alone in there?" She leans one way to peek behind Adam but with little, if any at all, worry to actually see anything. She clearly knows already he's alone.

"Yeah, why?" He could lie in such a situation. But he's still concerned.

"Then I got to you first!" She steps back again, giving Adam some space. "May I come in?" She was expecting a yes. It wasn't so much a question as it was a means of formality before she enters anyway.

"Uh, sure." Adam steps aside, allowing the strange woman entrance to his home.

"This is quite the bachelor pad." She marvels at the space for a minute before turning towards Adam who just closed the door. "That is, are you a bachelor?"

"I'm not married, if that's what you mean." Adam walks to the couch and gestures to one of the empty seats, offering the woman to sit down.

She sits. "A girlfriend?"

"No, not for a while. Can I get you a drink?" She nos and Adam makes his way to the kitchen. "I never got your name, by the way."

"Oh my God, I'm so rude!" The woman calls from the next room. "I'm Amber!" Adam looks through the pre-stocked fridge.

"Nice to meet you!" Adam felt a bit more comfortable knowing her name. She already knew his, as did the rest of the vault. It was a weird feeling. Knowing someone else knows your name without telling them.

"It looks like I only have orange juice, water, and Nuka-Cola."

"I'll take a water." Adam was relieved. He wanted that cola for himself. He has six, but it may be a rare treat nowadays.

Adam returned with Amber'swater and a glass of OJ for himself. She takes it from him and only ships a bit. Adam couldn't think of an ice breaker so he just asked "Do you live alone now?"

"Yeah, my boyfriend in another vault, apparently." She said rather casually. As if to imply he'll be on his way back soon.

"Oh, I'm sorry." Adam flinched at his own stupidity. He should avoid such questions in the future.

"Oh, don't worry about it." Amber waves her hand as if to erase something from an imaginary whiteboard. "I know you had nothing to do with it. To be honest I was thinking of leaving him anyway."

"Did something happen or did you just drift apart?" Adam was genuinely curious now. It's nice to have a normal conversation in abnormal times.

"He been accusing me of cheating even though he couldn't prove it." Again, so casual. Such accusations, true or false, would normally irritate the accused.

"Sounds frustrating. He the jealous type or just paranoid?" This was instinct on Adam's part. When talking with women about lovers is best to know what chalets may arise. Of course, things are different now.

"Hell if I know. We were only dating for a month." She shrugged. "But it's a new life now. So I'm gonna need somebody new in my life." Amber slid closer to Adam.

Adam felt himself getting hotter. Was she really flirting with him? On day one? Could being the only dick in the vault make getting laid this easy?

"And since you're the only man here," Amber continued, "you won't gotta worry about me cheating." She gives Adam a wink and rests her hand on his leg. Adam's body felt light. Like when you're driving over a hill and you're almost weightless for a fraction of a second. Adam couldn't get a word out. "So do you wanna go out with me?"

Adam couldn't believe his ears. In less than twenty-four hours, the world ended and he has a chance to fuck a hot, young woman. Adam thinks to himself this is typical he'd have this chance when he's literally the last option. Adam hesitated to speak before Amber started laughing. A hearty laugh, at that.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'm only joking." Amber sits back, catching her breath. "Well, half joking."

"Wait what?" Adam was getting not confused and much more frustrated. Was she toying with him? Is she at all serious about dating? Is she just crazy?

"Think about it," Amber takes a swig of water before explaining. "You're the only man in the vault, the idea is to restart society, and I doubt this vault comes with a sperm bank. You're gonna get busy." She empathizes the last bit with a little body gyrating. Not unlike a woman riding her man.

"Uh...." is all Adam can say at first. "Are you asking me to give you a baby?"

Amber roared in laughter, spilling just a bit of her water. "No, no. Hell no. I'm just looking for the fun bit just before that."

"So just sex?" Adam was too dumbfounded to think tactfully at this point. "No commitment or anything like that?"

"Dream cum true, ain't it?" She cackles at her own pun. "So you in the mood now?"

"Uh, yeah!" Adam stands up. Just before he tears off his shirt, he remembers an important bit. "I don't have any condoms here. Did you bring any?"

"Oh, shit. No." She realizes the dilemma as well. Adam's dreams are nearly dashed before they started. "I mean, you can pull out if you think you're about to burst. Besides I prefer it on my skin. And it's my safe day anyway."

"Well...." Adam gives it a moment of serious thought. A difficult task considering most of his blood has rushed to a different head of his.