Me, The Father, & The Son

This wasn’t supposed to happen but it did. It was back in April 2020. I had gotten laid off from my job as a server. Even though I had just finished school with a degree in business, companies weren’t hiring. I lived off of the funds the government provided but I knew I had to do something fast because eventually, I’d have to start paying bills, and doing that without a job was going to be hard.

It was the end of November when I saw an ad asking for someone to housesit with an elderly woman. The job offered a place to stay, free food, and even provided a small sedan for transportation to help with gathering the woman’s prescriptions, taking her to appointments, and trips to the park or salon.

I sent my information in hopes to get an opportunity to interview. If I got the position, I’d put my stuff in storage and live at the house with the family. It would provide me with enough time to save money while looking for another job.

After a few days of waiting, I was called. The voice on the other end was a smooth sexy bass that sent a shock through my body, “Is this Ashanti Blair?”

“Yes. Yes, sir,” I said trying to gather myself and speak in my most professional tone.

“My name is Raymond Foss, I would like for you to come over today around 2:00 pm, are you available?”

“Sure,” I responded quickly. It wasn’t like I had anything going on other than watching Netflix and Amazon Prime.

“Great, I’ll see you then. Just bring proof of a negative Covid test, your id, and there’s no need to wear a mask.”

“Great. I’ll be over shortly.”

Once the call ended, I got myself together in a professional pair of gray slacks with a white button-down fitted shirt that made my breasts look plumper and juicer. I figured if this man looked as good as he sounded, I wanted to present myself as inviting as I possibly could.

It had been two years since my last relationship and I was hoping that this older distinguished gentleman was offering more than a job and a place to stay.

I got into my little beat-up Honda that needed new tires and a brake job and headed over to his home. He lived in Lutz which was a long way from my location in Riverview. Upon driving up to his estate that sat behind an 8-ft high fence I was in awe.

The place was already decorated for the holidays. It looked amazing. I could only imagine what it looked like at night with the lights all glowing with a myriad of festive colors. I drove through the opened fence along the bricked path and parked.

His house had a house. I mean, there was another house behind his house. I walked up the steps and landed on the porch. The door opened and there he stood peering into me with soft brown eyes, a scruffy beard, and mustache, and short gray hair with flecks of black. My center started throbbing.

He spoke with a smile, “Ashanti,” his smile was everything, “Come in,” he said as he stepped aside.

The shoes I wore struck against the hardwood floor, “I should remove my shoes,” I said as I stepped out of them.

He smiled, “How very considerate,” he responded.

I looked around at his house, it was like a palace, “You have a beautiful home.”

“Thanks for saying so. Did you bring the items?” he asked.

After he made copies of the items I brought, he gave me a tour of the home. Five bedrooms and seven bathrooms. He showed me the room where I would stay which had a full bathroom. I wasn’t expecting anything that nice.

He showed me the room where his mother lay resting in bed, “She sleeps after lunch until 4:00 pm, and then she watches her shows for a couple of hours. She’s really not too much trouble but I have to get back to work soon and can’t leave her here by herself.”

I nodded, “I understand.”

He had the prettiest peach-colored lips and his gaze was intense. The way a woman wants a man to look upon her as he held her. A gaze that showed complete attention and awareness. As he spoke, I couldn’t help but think of him standing in front of me, looking at me with those eyes as his fingertip danced across my gem.

“Ashanti?” he said firmly.

“Oh, yes.”

“Are you okay?”

“Yes, um, maybe a glass of water and your restroom again?”

He pointed to the closest one down the hall, “I’ll go grab you a glass of water.”

I stepped away. My center was flooding and I had to clean myself. In my haste to get to the bathroom, I collided with a and froze. His body was chiseled like a Greek god. He wore only a bath towel covering his lower half.

His dark hair was still wet, “Hi.”

“Pardon my clumsiness, I’m Ashanti.”

“It’s quite all right. I suppose you’re here to help out with Nana?”

I nodded, “If your father decides to hire me, yes.”

He smiled, “I’ll be sure that he hires you.”

I blushed, “That’s sweet.”

“I’m Derrick.”

“It’s nice to meet you,” I responded.

He licked his lips, “Nice meeting you. I’ll see you around Ashanti.” As he walked away, I saw his firm tush under that towel. I shook my head. How was it possible that I went two years with nothing and now I was in a house with two attractive men that my center pulsated for?

When I made it to the kitchen, Mr. Foss handed me a glass of water, “So, Ashanti, you’re a beautiful young woman, are you involved?”

I shook my head.

He nodded, “The reason I ask is that you’ll be spending a lot of time here at the home. I have to protect my mother. I can’t have too many people around her. I like to reduce her exposure to gems and such.”

“I understand.”

“How soon can you start?”

I was shocked. My eyes almost popped out, “Um I can be moved in by the end of the month.”

“Great, I can have my son assist you with whatever you need,” he said pointing to Derrick who had arrived dressed in basketball shorts and a t-shirt.

He licked his lips and inside I was going crazy. Was I in a dream? I asked myself. I turned and looked at his father whose gaze covered me with a sweetness that melted my heart. My forehead was warm. I took a sip of water to calm my nerves.