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Jason finished typing up the ad to post in the paper and clicked on submit :

I am a fairly well-to-do businessman looking for a boarder who is willing to clean and cook in exchange for a place to stay. College students and up are welcome. Full of use of the house and everything on the grounds is welcome to the renter. Serious inquiries only please.

He posted the ad in the local newspaper, and in the college's welcome back newsletter. Jason was not quite sure what he was going to get, but he hoped that whomever it was would be willing to help out. He really needed it since his marriage went to hell and she left. She had really hosed him over, so he got the house, but without a strong ability to cook or clean, it was tough for him. He could get by ok, but it was nothing special. His house was fantastic, big with lots of bedrooms, nice kitchen, big yard, pool, rec room, fireplace, library. Jason had worked hard to get to this point, but he now had the house but with nothing else.

Jason figured it would take a few days to get any good responses, so he patiently went about his business for the next several days.

(Jason is about 5'11, well-built but not 'cut', short brown hair, blue-green eyes, dresses well, and wears glasses)
 
Brandy was 22 in her last year of college, 5’3, slender, long brown hair and blue eyes, a very attractive girl. She was renting a furnished house with another girl, but the girl moved and now Brandy either had to find another roommate or find somewhere else to live and she really didn’t have that much money to live on as it was.

She had been looking thru the papers for the last week or so when she came across an add.

I am a fairly well-to-do businessman looking for a boarder who is willing to clean and cook in exchange for a place to stay. College students and up are welcome. Full of use of the house and everything on the grounds is welcome to the renter. Serious inquiries only please.

She had to read it several times over, it was almost too good to be true. It was perfect for her, she was a clean freak her last roommate would say and her mother had taught her to cook starting when she was 10. She loved it. Now what was the man like and was this just a scam to get young girls calling him.

Well the only way the find out, she thought, would be to call him and sent up and interview with him. Hopefully, he would be okay and would let her have the room.

She made the phone call and got an interview for 10:00am Saturday morning. He had sounded very nice on the phone, now she just wondered how many others he was interviewing.

Saturday couldn’t have come soon enough as she was very excited. She made sure she showed up 10 minutes early and stood on his beautiful front porch ringing the door bell. When he opened the door, she was a bit stunned by his good looks.

“Hi I’m Brandy, I have an appointment to see Jason, would that be you?”

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Jason was thrilled that he was getting so many responses so quickly, and in fact he made sure to stay home to meet the people that had come over. There were guys and girls, but just as excited that he was that he had serious inquiries, he was disappointed in the people. A lot of people were students just looking for free handouts, thinking that they could stay without much work. He really only ended up with one who had been serious, a male culinary student, who Jason almost said yes to just because he knew that the meals would be incredible. However, Jason decided to at least meet the one person that he had left scheduled, Brandy, who was coming at 10 on Saturday morning.

He was sitting in his office/den when the bell rang, so he was able to get to the door quickly. Jason was stunned by the attractiveness of the young lady who was there, but he quickly came to his senses and answered her question with "Yes, I am Jason, very nice to meet you Brandy. Feel free to come in."

He stepped aside and allowed her to enter the big open foyer, with stairs to the upstairs, doors to either side, and a straight passthru to the kitchen. "Please allow me to take your coat and hang it up?" He extended his hand to take the jacket from her. "This is the place, would you prefer to take a look around first, or discuss what the arrangements would be for you to be a boarder here? I understand either way what you might like to do."
 
She handed him her coat as she was still looking around, fascinated with his house as well as this man that owned it.

“What I already see of you’re house is beautiful, I love it already. I would like to see the kitchen though. I’ve been cooking since I was a child and love it, I can only imagine what kind of kitchen you have.”

He walked her to the kitchen and her eyes just widened in awe.
“This is more than I could ever have hoped for. It’s beautiful, a cooks dream kitchen that has everything.”

Brandy had to walk around the entire kitchen, admiring the over sized stainless steel appliances, the huge working area in the middle of the kitchen that was topped with a large part cutting board as well as small sink, and counter. Plus there was tons of counter space, beautifully stained cabinets and she was sure there probably was everything in it that she would need. She also liked that it was separate from the breakfast room and the large dining room.

“Well, Jason, what do you need to know about me, I have several personal references, I go to the university, this is my last year and I’m still not sure what I plan to do afterwards. I have family but they don’t live near by. I would love to take the job, I am a clean freak and a great cook. I also laugh a lot, days are too short to do anything else but enjoy them. I only have classes 3 mornings and 2 night classes so I don’t think either will get in the way. So what else would convince you to hire me?”
 
"I'm glad that you enjoy the house so much, thank you for the compliment." While Brandy was admiring the house, Jason was thinking what it would be like to have an actual person who liked to cook in the house. Needless to say, it was quite appealing. Jason certainly could cook, it is not like he was inept, but he just did not really enjoy it that much. So this was almost a match in heaven, but he needed to know that she could clean too.

When she asked about what else she could do, Jason's mind went elsewhere for a moment, but he knew better. "Tell me more about your cleaning style. I am certain that you can cook with any of the best of them, but cleaning is just as important to me as cooking. In fact, I hate cleaning much more than cooking. It does sound like your schedule works out well. I should let you know that, as per the ad, you are free to use anything in here. It will truly be like you a boarder in that sense, and welcome to anything. I will take care of buying the food, but you can make whatever you want. If there is something special that you need me to get, I will pick it up for you. You have your own room upstairs, which of course I will show you and you can approve of it before you say yes or no. Hmmm, any other rules or things, if you want some time with your boyfriend or girlfriend alone, that is fine, but just let me know so I can either be in my office, my bedroom or out for the evening."

She was really beautiful, anyone could see that, but Jason wondered if she had a brain to match the beauty. He always knew that was important, so for small talk while they walked around, he added, "So what do you think of the economy right now, been a tough year, hasn't it." He really didn't care WHAT she answered, but he wanted to see that she was intelligent enough to carry on a conversation. That was quite important.
 
“Well, I won’t need time for a boyfriend right now, I don’t have one at the moment.” she said smiling at him. “As far as cleaning, you might call me a clean freak, my friends do. When someone would come to visit me, on there way out I would be washing there glass probably before they made it to their car. I like to vacuum rugs and sweep or dust wooden floors every several days. That is where most of the dust settles in the house. I have no problem cleaning, I don’t like living in a messy place and every thing should have a place. I hope that answers you’re question.”

She looked at him, trying to read what was in his eyes and what he was thinking. She didn’t have to see her room, just by what she saw already, she was willing to take the job. Wanted it badly.

"So what do you think of the economy right now, been a tough year, hasn't it."

“I think it stinks right now, but I’m not sure what would fix it. I know that if we weren’t in this situation, there would be a lot more students at the universities. With all the cuts they are making, I’m not to sure if anyone will get thru this, especially those that don’t have much income at all. I wish I knew of a way to fix it, but I just don’t have the answers any better than the government does. What do you think about it?” she smiled, this was something she was use to and could handle. Many people thought she was just a beauty without a brain, until they actually started talking to her. She didn’t mind too much as there were lots of good looking people who didn’t even use common sense, let alone have intelligence.
 
Jason was impressed with her discussion of the economy. Most students could care less, unless it directly impacted them. Of course most students on their parents trust funds had no problems wasting and spending money. 40,000 dollars to go to school. He could not even imagine the loan debts that some of these kids were going to come out with, but he was more aggravated with the ones who never even cared about the money and wasted the opportunities at college. In any case, she could clearly hold her own and he knew that she was going to be a keeper if she approved of the room and everything else upstairs.

"So why don't we head upstairs if you like the arrangements so far and we can check out your bedroom. It will be the second door down on the right, it has its own bathroom and plenty of closet space and I have it all furnished. I have a couple of rooms upstairs I keep furnished in case of guests, so that is not a problem. If you don't like it, we can switch the furniture with the other room upstairs. I should also show you the pool out back and downstairs is another TV room and a game room." Realizing what he was saying he added, "I hope you don't think me wasteful or too opulent, I just have been fortunate in life and decided that a house was the one thing that I was not going to spare expenses on." He extended his arm and directed her toward the stairs, allowing her to go up first. Naturally he took a peak at her ass as she went upstairs--she was quite attractive after all-- but he was not lusting after her yet. Hell, he was old enough easily to be her dad. His natural male hormones were just kicking in a little bit and he decided to enjoy the view. "Again, second door on right upstairs, Brandy," he added as he trailed behind.
 
As they walked upstairs and she listened to him, she was more in awe of everything and how fine his house was. Nice things, even paintings on the wall, she knew probably cost a pretty penny. She had been in many homes, some that were very nice, but nothing compared to his house. It was elegant, but comfortable and she really couldn’t call him extravagant, it was just a beautiful house filled with beautiful, tasteful things.

“I think you did a wonderful job on your house, as elegant as it is, it also has a lived in quality and comfortable. I’m sure I wouldn’t want you changing furniture in my room, if it looks like as good as everything else.”

They finally reached her room and as she thought, it was beautiful, the wooden dressers, nightstands and bed were made of the finest wood. The room was bright with the walls covered in white wall paper with touches of daisy’s throughout. The draperies and bedding were white also with daisies and she fell in love with it as soon as she saw it.

“Oh my, I don’t think I’ve ever seen such a beautiful bedroom in my life. I’m almost afraid to touch anything.” She said, honesty in her voice as well as how awesome she really thought it was. “Jason, even if you didn’t have a pool and a game room, I’d still take the job. It’s going to feel like a permanent vacation every time I walk in this house. It will be a pleasure taking care of it.”
 
"Well, I am glad to hear that you like it so much. Make sure you don't miss your attached bathroom over there," he added pointing to the door to the bathroom on the side of the room. "It has a bath-shower combo and full vanity. I am sure that you are going to do a great job, Brandy, I can tell just by your politeness and the fact that you seem down to Earth. Thus, I will formally offer you the job," he laughed, realizing how stupid it sounds. "I guess the only question is when can you get started?"

"Also, before you go, will you need assistance getting moved in? I'd be happy to help or hire someone to help you with your things. Also, are there any items that you will be needing for the kitchen? Again, I will be happy to pick things up and get a fully stocked pantry and kitchen for you." He smiled at her as he could tell that this was going to work out great for him, he had really needed someone who was going to be on the ball with the cleaning and cooking, and she seemed very committed just from their brief interactions so far.

Trying to make small talk, he added, "So what is your major? Are you entering your last year of schooling? What else do you like to do for fun?" He stopped, realizing he was just idly throwing questions at her left and right. "How rude of me, let me give you some time to think about your decision, I can wait downstairs if you'd like."
 
“This is my last year of school and my major is computer science. There are lots of things I like to do for fun,” she said and smiled at the way he was carrying on about the questions. “I don’t think you’re being rude, I don’t need time to decide either. It will be my pleasure to move in, say in a couple days. That should give me time to get all my things packed and get a few things changed over to this address.”

She looked around the room again and was smiling, still not fully believing she was going to live in a place like this. Doing the cooking and cleaning would be a pleasure and even make her feel as if she belonged here. She hadn’t had that feeling in a few years, other than at school.

“How about if you come by my apartment, say in two days, and you can help me load the boxes and bring them over. I don’t have any furniture or things like that as I was renting a furnished apartment. Before I leave, I’d like another look in the kitchen so that I could come up with a list of things for you to get that would at least start out the meals. Now will I be making you three meals a day, or how exactly will that work?”
 
"Two days it is then. With no furniture, my SUV will probably work to carry everything. You can write down your address when we go back downstairs. Since you don't have any furniture to bring, I'll add a queen bed and full set of dressers and armoire for up here if you'd like." He knew that he did not even have to ask that question, so he added, "In fact, I'll just get it done."

He led her back downstairs and went to the basement where he showed her the tv room and the game room. The TV room had built in surround sound and auto-dimming lights. He loved the technology he had. In the game room there was a regulation pool table and an air hockey table. Coming back upstairs, he took her out back and showed off the full pool and the attached jacuzzi. It was in-ground, heated and he was able to use the jacuzzi at least nearly year round. "This is of course available for you to use any time that you'd like as well."

Coming back into the kitchen, he added "Feel free to make a list and tell me anything that you need, including any other appliances. I really only need dinners most of the time made. Lunches I just usually pack a sandwich and I don't eat breakfast most days...bad habit." He smiled at Brandy. "I think and hope that this will work out well for the both of us. There may be a couple of times that I will need help with hosting a bigger party for work or something is that ok as well?" He walked to the fridge, "Would you like something to drink while you look around?"
 
Brandy couldn’t believe he was going to go buy her a bedroom suite, she had already been trying to figure out how she was going to afford one.

“I can always pay you back for the bedroom suite, or just leave it if I end up having to leave,” she said and then added, “although I sure hope I don’t leave any time soon.” she then laughed softly.

“I’ll have a bottle of cold water if you have, otherwise, I’m fine.” she said as she looked around the kitchen, in cabinets and the refrigerator. “Oh here I see it, I’ll get it myself, thanks.” she took a bottle of water.

While she looked around, she jotted down food items she would need for at least a weeks worth of meals, adding some things for breakfast and meats and cheeses for sandwiches. She also added a few light snacks and some things she might bake for a desert once in a while.

“I usually drink water, juices, or ice tea, so whatever you drink or need for your bar, you better add that, at least until I learn a bit what you like and how you like your bar stocked.” Then she remembered him mentioning some parties, “When you do have parties, you will give me advance warning, won’t you?” she asked, handing him the shopping list.
 
"This list is completely reasonable. I also drink water and tea, some soda and beer as well. The bar is pretty well stocked, so I won't need much there, Brandy," he smiled as he knew without a doubt he had picked the perfect person. "And don't worry about the bedroom suite, it goes well with the room anyways, gives me a good excuse to finally furnish it well."

"As for parties, you would have plenty of advance notice. I don't have many of those, and I will help all that I can, I am just afraid that anything I'd make in the kitchen might not be very edible by people who I work with. I'd eat it myself, but they might find it a little unpleasant!" He admired her ease at moving around the kitchen. There was always something very obvious about anyone who was comfortable in their surroundings, and it was quite apparent that she loved it there.

"So I will plan on seeing you in a couple of days, Brandy," he added as they were finishing up their meeting/interview. "I think that this is going to work out really well for the both of us. Like I said, feel free to make yourself at home whenever you move in. This truly is where you are living, not just boarding. Anything that you want to do or that you normally do at home, feel free to do here. I am really pretty comfortable with any type of roommate, so you can be yourself. And like I said, if you ever need alone time, just let me know. There are plenty of places for me to hide in here. He walked her to the door, and waved goodbye as she stepped out and started to walk away. "See you in two days!"
 
Brandy wrote down her address, apartment number and cell number for him and then handed it to him.

“See you in two days, say around 8:00am, that should give me plenty of time to pack up.”

She left after that and headed to the U-haul place to get some sturdy boxes. Then she headed home and started packing until her night class. When she returned home, she was exhausted from the day and fell asleep quickly.

The next day, Saturday, was spent packing all the rest of her things and putting what she could in her car. Luckily she lived on the first floor, and didn’t have far to go. Brandy was actually glad that she had a furnished apartment, having very little to move. The most she had were kitchen things and she saw that a lot of those would be useful for her at Jason’s house, or her new home which she had to start thinking.

Early Sunday morning she got up and showered, put on a pair of jeans with short sleeve sweater that hugged her breasts. She hadn’t packed the coffee pot or coffee, cream and sugar, which was the first thing she made as soon as she was dressed and ready to go. She was just pouring the coffee when she heard the knock on the door.

“Good morning, Jason, right on time. How about a cup of coffee first, I’m just poured myself one and I really need at least one cup to get going.” she said and without waiting poured him a cup. “Help yourself to the creamer and sugar. The only thing we have to do is get those boxes in your vehicle. Mine is already packed. That’s all I have left, besides this coffee pot.”
 
Jason woke up on Saturday and tidied up the house some before heading out to the furniture store. He got a beautiful full bedroom suite, queen size bed, armoire, two nightstands and a dresser. While at it, he got fresh towels and bedsheets, the better to make her at home. He went for groceries to fill Brandy's pantry, and then he spent the night out for dinner and then stopped and got a couple of drinks at the bar on the way home, got home and fell fast asleep.

The next morning he got up and showered and shaved, and got dressed in some jeans and a tshirt and actually had a little breakfast of a breakfast bar and juice. He headed over to Brandy's place, finding it easily. He walked up to the door and knocked, Jason liked to be on time and hated people who were late. "Good to see you, I'll be happy to take some coffee, thanks." He took the cup and added some cream and sugar. He hated it black unless he REALLY needed to wake up.

"So this is all you have left. It will fit easily in the SUV, no problem. You can leave the coffee pot for your roomie if she needs it, I have a nice one at my place as well." He sat and drank his, continuing the conversation. "I got all of the things from your grocery list along with a full bedroom set like I promised. I think that this will work great, if you're still up for it." Taking another sip, he added, "So Brandy, did you get out at all this weekend or were you just packing? What do you do for fun, anyways, if it is not too prying of me?"
 
“I really was too busy packing, plus Friday night I had a class, although I did go out for a couple drinks with some of my classmates afterwards. I didn’t stay out late though. I wanted to make sure I could get all this done and ready for today.”

She sipped on her coffee and couldn’t help glancing at him now and then, this time more closely than when she met him. She noticed how relaxed he seemed since the two days past. She hoped that had something to do with her because he had just given her a dream house to live in and wanted to make sure she got to stay there. She was looking forward to cooking again, it was much better to cook for two than just herself.

“I’ve not changed my mind, I’m more than ready to move in. It’s like you’re giving me something I’ve dreamt about for a long time,” she said and blushed a bit. “I mean, your house is beautiful, has everything anyone could want, plus I get to cook in that wonderful kitchen. I’ve even written done a few things that I plan on making, hopefully you will like them. I never did ask though, is there any food you don’t like or have allergies to? I’d hate to make you sick.”

She asked as she finished her coffee and cleaned up the cup.
 
"Nope, nothing I'm allergic to, and I am always willing to try new tastes and flavors," he said as he sipped the coffee with his new roommate. "In fact, I hope that you are willing to take some chances, that is one of the things I was not good at in cooking. I know how to make a few simple things well actually, but I am not good at just experimenting or trying new recipes." He smiled at her and enjoyed the coffee that she made. "Thanks again for the coffee, Brandy, so what do you say, should we get these things loaded up and take the over to your new residence?" He smiled again at her as he said that, and he could tell by her reaction that she was excited as well.

He worked with Brandy to load up the other boxes and few stragglers into his SUV, and as he had guessed there was plenty of room. He gave her a minute to say goodbye to her place, always tough no matter how long you've lived somewhere, and then they were on they way for the relatively short trip across town. They pulled into the driveway, which was two cars wide with space for both in the garage, and he backed in so they could unload easier.

As easy as it was to load everything in, it was definitely a little more difficult to take the stuff upstairs. "Why don't you take your things into the kitchen while I take your bags upstairs. I want to be there when you get to see your new background suite, Brandy. I think that you are going to like it. I also got you new sheets and towels as well, I hope that you like the selections."

He watched her as she picked things up out of the car and was definitely impressed by the way that her sweater clung to her breasts. She was definitely hot, he thought, but that was not going to be an issue---this was going to be a strictly professional relationship he kept thinking. That having been thought, he also couldn't help but stare at her ass in her tight jeans as she walked away with the first box of things for the kitchen.
 
“Okay, I’ll put take the kitchen stuff in. I can’t wait to see the bedroom furniture you bought, how sweet to buy new sheets and towels, but you shouldn’t have gone thru all that trouble for me.” she replied as she started taking the kitchen boxes out of his SUV while he got her clothes and boxes out of her car.

It took longer taking everything out than it had actually been to put in the car, but then again she had half the stuff done before he had gotten there that day. She couldn’t help notice his muscular arms as he carried the boxes, nor could she quit looking at his sexy bottom when she would glance as he walked away. She felt extremely lucky to be living in a house like this, let alone with a handsome sexy man as well. Although, she was just a roommate and an employee, so some of those thoughts she put out of her mind for now.

“I’m ready to see the bedroom now,” she said after getting all her boxes in the kitchen.

She helped him with the last load to her bedroom and when she saw it, it took her breath away. It was beautiful, probably the most beautiful bedroom she had ever seen let alone able to call it her own. Tears welled up in her eyes, joyful tears at how well this man had made her so happy.

“Thank you so much, I don’t know what to say other than it’s beautiful and I love it. I do believe I’m going to love staying here.” with out thinking ahead, she hugged him, then suddenly backed away, “I’m sorry, but you’ve just made me so happy and I couldn’t help it. Thank you again for everything.”
 
He smiled as she hugged her, he could tell how excited she was, and he was happy to provide a place for her to live that she could afford. He just knew that this was going to work out perfectly, "I'm glad that you're happy and that everything meets with your approval. Feel free to move stuff around and make yourself at home. I love what you were doing with the kitchen and setting it up. It looks like it will be perfect for you. Was the food stuffs what you wanted for your pantry? If not, I can go and get more things. Just let me know what you need, and I will pick it up. I typically shop on Sunday mornings when the churchgoers are at service, I find the grocery stores are very empty at that time." He chuckled at his stupid sounding comments and he realized that he was rambling.

"You'll find that the bathtub has built in jets so you can use that...like I said Brandy, anything in the house is yours with the exception of my bedroom. Otherwise, all is fair game. I'll be sure to give you privacy in here as well." He added, "Don't worry about the hugs, I have always been a 'touchy' happy person as well, and I really am thrilled that you love it so much."

"Do you need any help unpacking your clothes? I'll be happy to help with anything that you need done, Brandy, so that you are all settled in."
 
Brandy had all the kitchen boxes emptied and had rearranged things more to how she was use to when she worked in the kitchen. She was happy that he had given her the freedom to make the kitchen how she wanted. She also had looked over the list and found everything she would need for the week, if not more.

“You’ve done terrific with the list, everything is here. I’ll make sure I have a list ready by Sunday mornings so you can still shop then. Although I may want to go with you once in awhile if you don’t mind, as I like to look for ideas as well.” she said when asked if she needed anything else. She actually was in heaven looking at all the appliances there were, especially a grill right in the kitchen. That was something she always wanted to have.

"You'll find that the bathtub has built in jets so you can use that...like I said Brandy, anything in the house is yours with the exception of my bedroom. Otherwise, all is fair game. I'll be sure to give you privacy in here as well." He added, "Don't worry about the hugs, I have always been a 'touchy' happy person as well, and I really am thrilled that you love it so much."

“I plan on using the bath tub sometime before dinner, relax and clean up at the same time. I can’t thank you enough for giving me this opportunity and if there is something special you want for a meal, or something that needs to be done, I do hope you let me know. As much as I’ll enjoy living in such luxury, I want to make sure you’re happy with the work I do as well.” she said, then laughed softly, “as far as staying out of your room, I’ll respect your privacy as well as mine, although I’ll knock before I come in and clean it. Unless you are going to do that yourself.” she laughed again, smiling at him.

She checked the time and noticed it was close to lunch time and she figured they both worked up an appetite just moving and unpacking.

“I’ll unpack my clothes later, but thanks. How about if I make us some sandwiches for lunch, nothing major as I have a nice dinner planned for later? We could even eat them out on the patio if you like. I’ll just fix everything and bring it out there, that is if you’re hungry and don’t have anything else planned right now?”
 
"That sounds like a great idea, Brandy, if you don't mind. It sounds really good, actually." He smiled at the idea, it sounded just delicious and he was absolutely famished. "I'm going to go upstairs and get changed if you don't mind, might shower real quickly. I am a bit grubby. You can feel free to freshen if you'd rather before you get lunch ready. I am really not that much of a slave driver," he chuckled. "See you in a bit."

He walked up the stairs and into his bedroom, not closing the door behind him. He wasn't used to having anyone around, so he typically just left things open. He peeled off his shirt and took off his jeans and his boxer briefs. He paused at the mirror and decided to shave while he turned on the shower so it heated up. He lathered up and quickly shaved off the stubble so he looked clean. Standing there naked before the mirror, he noticed that he needed some trimming down below, so he took his clippers and trimmed up his pubic hair as well. He was a bit vain about his appearance, one of his few vices, and he always wanted to look good.

Jason hopped into the shower and quickly did his hair and soaped up, getting a good lather going. He couldn't help but remember how hot Brandy had looked carrying the things around. Her breasts looked incredible in that sweater and that ass. Wow, that ass. He realized that he was getting hard just thinking about it. "Well, why not," he thought to himself as he started stroking, quickly getting full and very hard. It didn't take long before he found himself fantasizing about her possibly standing there and watching him. He found himself deep in fantasy and exploded all over his hand, shooting into the shower. "Man," he thought, "if she is going to drive me wild like that, this is going to be an interesting roomie." He finished the shower, dried off and dressed in a looser pair of boxers, some shorts and a tshirt, and headed back downstairs.
 
Brandy decided to go wash up and change before she prepared lunch for them both. On the way to her room, she had noticed he had left his door open and she could hear water running. She quickly went to her room, shutting the door behind her, although she smiled, thinking about what might have happened if he she had walked by when he was undressing. As she stripped off everything but her white bra and bikini panties, she was trying to picture what he looked like, naked in the shower. Damn, she thought to herself, she was an employee and roommate, nothing else. This was something she found she would have to remind herself many times that day.

She washed up, let her hair down and put on an a clean pair of hip hugger jeans and a mid-drift shirt that tied between her breasts. It had gotten warmer and sitting outside she didn’t mind getting a little sun, and if he really wanted her to feel at home, he would have to get used to how she dressed. Which many times, she wore very little, barely enough to cover, but did.

Brandy went down to the kitchen and then made up some a dozen small finger sandwiches with a variety of meats and cheeses. She cut up some fresh tomatoes, celery and carrot sticks and made a ranch dip to go with that. Deciding some ice tea would go good with the meal, she saw that there was some already made in the refrigerator, so she poured two glasses with ice and then cut a slice of fresh lemon for each glass. By the time she heard him coming down the stairs, she had everything on one of the serving trays she found and was carrying it to the patio.

“You’re just in time, would you mind opening the door for me?” she asked, giving him a smile, her eyes sparkling.
 
Jason stopped dead in his tracks when he saw how she looked when he came downstairs. The shirt tied off between her breasts, the tight jeans, and the beautiful skin showing. "Wow," he thought to himself. This was going to be harder to keep professionalism and personal life separated than he thought. It was almost like he was caught in a trance, just admiring her body and hoping that she didn't notice it too much. He heard her call out, "You're just in time, would you mind opening the door for me?" While it took him a brief moment to respond, he shook himself out of it and added, "Of course Brandy, this all looks just spectacular. How did you get everything done so quickly, including getting changed? I must have taken longer than I thought that I did." He almost felt a little blush when he said that, knowing what he had been doing. He opened the door and stepped aside so she could go out with the tray in her hands, and then he closed it behind the both of them.

As they sat and ate, he tried to initiate some conversation, but unfortunately, it ended up being more questions than anything. "So why did you need to find a new place, Brandy? I don't think that I ever asked. And how is a girl as beautiful and helpful in the house as you single. Those college boys must be stupid." Of course, he knew what he was implying...it must have been his naughty streak speaking, but he was signaling that maybe she needed to take care of an older man, or would prefer being with an older man that a young college stud. College guys were fine and everything, he knew, but he had lots of advantages, ranging from being able to take care of a woman the right way due to experience to being able to last longer. At least he could last longer. "Get a hold of yourself Jason," he thought, as he realized that his mind was going in a direction that it absolutely should not be going with his roommate. "You're going to scare her off and she hasn't even been here 2 hours yet. You needed someone to take care of the house and cook, now you have it, and you're thinking of her like some piece of meat." He smiled at her as he continued eating, and added, "Sorry about the last line, please don't think less of me. You certainly don't have to share anything personal with me that you don't want to." Sipping a drink, he sat back in his chair a little, enjoying the sun and the beauty who was sitting next to him. "These sandwiches are perfect Brandy. Is the ranch dip from scratch? I don't remember having any in the fridge," he added, trying desperately to change the subject.
 
“Yes, the ranch dip is from scratch, I found most people I’ve made it for have enjoyed that much better than the already prepared dip.” she said as she dipped a celery stick in the dip and took a bite. She wanted to tell him how good he looked after his shower, but she wasn’t sure how that would sound, not wanting to give him the wrong idea. She almost laughed when he started bouncing off the questions, but actually realized she had a lot of her own.

“Tell you what, I’ll answer any personal questions as long as you do the same. I really don’t have anything to hide and since we are going to be living here together, what’s wrong with knowing a little about the person you’re living with.”

She took a sip of her tea and then “I needed to find a new place because my other roommate was moving out. She was going to live with her boyfriend and I couldn’t affort to keep the place to myself. When I was looking thru the paper for other places to live and found your add, well, it sounded like the perfect arrangement and since I knew I qualified, well I made the appointment.” she looked at him and smiled, taking another sip of her tea and a carrot stick dipped in the ranch.

“As for being single, that really is my choice. I date now and then, but I really have found that the men are just not mature enough to barely carry on a conversation, let alone having a one track mind. And to be honest, I’m not the kind of girl that just hops in bed with any Tom, Dick or Harry, if you know what I mean. I need much more than that to catch my interest.”

What she didn’t tell him was that he had caught her interest as soon as they met, but she reminded herself again, this was business and just roommates
 
"Well Brandy, if this dip is a sign of things to come, I am going to like your cooking very, very much. As for personal questions, that sounds very fair indeed." He wondered what she could possibly be interested in, that statement of itself. "I agree, we probably shouldn't go hiding anything from each other, it will just make it very odd living with each other." He had some tea, a bite of sandwich and a couple of carrots as they sat and ate.

"So you're basically saying that you need an older man then," he blurted out, before realizing what he said. "Well, you know what I mean, Brandy." He was turning about seven shades of red, before adding, "Not that there is anything wrong with that."

"So any plans for the afternoon? I am still available to help you out with unpacking if you need help in your room. I'd be happy to help you get it set up exactly the way that you want, maybe move around any furniture that you need to move or anything like that." He meant it, if he was going to be the good homeowner, then he needed to act it rather than hitting on Brandy, which was what his inner self was telling him to do right now.

"This is incredible, going to work out so well, I can tell. Do you need help with the dishes?"
 
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