This is just my first attempt, hope people enjoy it. Criticism is welcome. Enjoy.



Life, on the whole, treats us pretty well. Sure, there are broken arms, lost keys, stolen cars and the odd break-up, but on balance, things could be worse. On second thought, though, I suppose life shows some preferential treatment with some people getting the lion’s share of the luck, and the rest left with the scraps. What can be said, is that into every life some rain must fall, and thus there has to be a little sunshine. This is a little story, about Joey’s little bit of sunshine.

“Oh my god,” he thought, “and she doesn’t even have my shorts off!”
Of course, he wasn’t thinking this in the beginning. In the beginning, his thoughts were much more mundane, humdrum, far less erotically charged.

For Joey, it had been an okay Friday. Work was over for the week, and this was the third week of the month, and he’d gotten his moderate salary on Thursday, paid his rent for the month and felt good about the sizable bank balance he had left over. He’d knocked off at 5:30, leaving restaurant where he worked in the hands of the night-shift and driven home, picking up a six pack on the way and a couple of movies. One – a comedic PG13 film – currently whirring away inside the DVD player, and the less teen friendly second lying in wait on top of the TV. Joey took another long sip from the can. He wasn’t sure why he’d rented it out, it had been more on impulse than anything else. Being a virgin, it was the closest he’d ever gotten to members of the opposite sex. 24 and he’d never so much as touched a girl’s breasts!

Lately, though, he’d been finding less and less joy in porn. He had to actively try to get turned on by what he saw. Whether a busty blonde, and naughty school girl, or a sexy stripper, he simply hadn’t the sexual appetite anymore. The more he thought about it, the more he believed the cause was Audrey, the girl who came to work at reception about 3 months previously. She was amazing… Cool, calm and collected, the sort of girl Joey liked. He loved the way she was so sure of herself, with every movement, step and gesture. All 170cm of her. From a turn of her delicate, tapering wrist, down to her slender fingers polished with hot pink nail varnish. One of the things that really got him was the intelligent glint in her grey eyes when she laughed, or smiled. She was smart and sweet… He remembered the day he’d forgotten his apron, knowing that the sous-chef would have his balls for that, and she’d walked over to him, smiled sweetly and pulled hers off and gave it too him, explaining her shift had just ended anyway. He could smell her perfume all night… That and the peak he’d gotten at her 34B bra when her shirt lifted up as she pulled off her apron.

“Jeez,” Joey muttered. He’d gotten an erection just from thinking about her breasts. Not to mention the curve of her waist, the way her hips swayed, her firm ass underneath the dark blue pencil skirt… He wondered what she’d look like naked. All he wanted at that moment was to cup her breasts in his hands and lick her stiff nipples… Damn. The DVD would have to do for now.
Joey stood up and took a few steps towards the TV, intent on swapping the laughter for some far more saucy enjoyment. As he put the DVD in, he felt the incessant, nagging tug he’d been experiencing over the past months whenever he tried to watch porn. It was a slumping feeling, the result of wanting more and receiving less and less.

As he stood there, watching the opening trailer, he felt his mood sink a few inches lower. A busty brunette in a tight blue latex dress reaching half way down her thighs appeared on the screen. She’s smiling, licking her finger, running it down her seductive curves, bending over to show off her ample cleavage…
Joey’s brain knew it was supposed to be excited by the visual stimulus it was receiving, and should be sending a few urgent signals to his loins, but it wasn’t interested (and nor, for that matter were his loins). Disgusted with the video and to a certain extent himself Joey let out a frustrated grunt, switched off the TV and plopped himself back down into his chair.

20, maybe 30 minutes later – Joey wasn’t sure – There was a definite knock at the door. There’d been a previous knock which had only been half heard since he’d been half asleep at the time but he was sure there was a knock now. Groggily at first, Joey stumbled towards the door, a little bemused and wondering who it was. It was probably Sam. He could expect as much from Sam. Sam always called at odd hours, to come watch TV, to play Xbox, or because he was just being a nuisance, which was often the primary reason. Reaching the door of his apartment, Joey peered through the peephole and saw shoulder length black hair, and that was enough. It was definitely Sam.

“If you’re here, I hope you brought back my Halo…” Joey began, then paused. Sam never wore high heels. His thought processes sputtered for a second then stalled, and his eyes remained fixed on the white heels outside his door.
“Joe… Hello? I’m up here.”
The voice jump started his brain and his eyes flicked upwards and locked onto the crystal blue eyes, which he was now 100% sure did not belong to Sam. “Audrey?”
“Nice to see you too,” She beamed, showing off an attractive set of teeth wrapped in red lipstick covered lips.
“Yeah… I mean, it is! It’s just… What are you doing here?”
“Well, you know how I had to find a new place? My landlord and all… Well, I got referred here and all, and then it kinda clicked that you lived here too so…”
“Oh. Well, that’s great. Really, cool…” At a loss for words, the two of them stood facing each other in the doorway as an awkward silence formed and started fermenting between them.
“So I’d probably better just…”
“No! No, I mean… You could come in for a drink or something if you want,” Joey offered, stepping aside to allow her Audrey access into his apartment. She smiled, nodded, and stepped inside. As she did, Joey caught the subtle fragrance of her perfume, a lingering scent something like strawberries. He loved it.

She was obviously coming from work, or had been there recently. She was still wearing her uniform, the dark blue skirt reaching to just above her knees, white blouse and heels. She looked awesome.
“You want something to drink?” Joey asked, as Audrey seated herself half expectantly in the kitchen, crossing her legs and resting her hands in her lap.
“Sure, diet anything, if you have any. I know how you bachelors are.” She smiled and looked around the kitchen, as if fully expecting to see more evidence alluding to his bachelor status. There were two empty Coke cans, a partially visible pizza box in the lounge and (as Joey opened the fridge) a sign that none of the food currently in the house was home made, nor were there any supplies for making any.
Joey grinned a little sheepishly as he handed her the coke (not diet) and sat down opposite her at the table. The conversation inevitable turned to the coincidence of her finding lodgings in the Herron Apartments.
“Like I told you, me and my landlord weren’t quite seeing eye to eye. The roof leaked and he said he wasn’t going to pay to fix it, so I decided maybe it was time to move out. He’s always been a problem anyway. This place was closer to work, a little more expensive, but hey. I can live in 3 rooms, it works for me. I’m just trying it out though. Took out a two month lease, and we’ll see how it goes. My apartment’s two floors up, number 11. Just got the keys,” she jangled them for emphasis. “Then I remembered that you lived here, didn’t know the number, so I just knocked on a couple doors till I found the right one.”
Joey just had to laugh at that one.