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“Adela, where are you? I’m sorry I didn’t realize I was so late.” Jennifer set down her briefcase on the large island in the kitchen, followed by her handbag and keys. She listened for a response, and when she did not hear one, she walked out the sliding glass door to the patio deck. Across the yard, she spotted the old Italian woman tossing a garbage bag into the trash bin. Looking at the sky, she could see the sun was close to setting. Shadows were long across the large lawn.
As Adela stepped up onto the deck, Jennifer set her hand on Adela’s arm with adoration. Jennifer was grateful every Wednesday for her visits. The old woman stayed from sunrise and often well past sundown, cleaning every room in the sizable house. Adela had been working for Jennifer for years now, around the time she had given birth to her son, Jason. She had been hired upon recommendation from one of her husband’s friends and never missed a week since. Standing on the deck with Adela, Jennifer smiled. “I need to go get Jason, Adela. I will be back in a little while. Will you still be here?”
The woman nodded, placing a hand on Jennifer’s as they walked back into the house. “First, let me show you the lasagna I prepared for you, dear.” Walking over to the oven, Adela opened the door. As she grabbed two oven mittens, the small-framed woman pulled out a large casserole dish overflowing with cheese, meat, and saucy noodles. Carrying it over and setting it beside Jennifer’s items on the large granite countertop, she smiled at her and asked, “You like?”
Jennifer gasped and smiled, walking over to the food. “Adela, you’ve outdone yourself today. It smells delicious.” She inhaled a few times deeply, realizing she had not used her kitchen to cook a meal in weeks. Most of the meals were either made by Tonya or Adela or bought at a few choice restaurants. Jennifer had always been in the kitchen when Jason was young, but ever since her husband had passed three years ago, she distracted herself from the loss by committing herself fully to working at Regal Life.
Adela smiled and wagged her finger. “You should slow down, young Jenny. You need a man you can cook for. I know you are a good cook. I remember.” She hugged Jennifer. “You love the kitchen, and you know it.”
Jennifer frowned for a moment, realizing that Adela had adored Anthony as well. Jennifer hugged Adela back. “Yes, I need to cook more often. You remind me every week when you make these beautiful meals for me. But I do not need a man to motivate me to do it.” She smiled as she turned and picked up her keys from the counter, letting Adela know she was not upset.
“Ah, it’s time, young Jenny. My Niccolo would be a good man for you.” Adela reached up to the cabinet and retrieved two plates and glasses, still wanting to push the idea further. “He’s thirty-eight, handsome, and owns his own business. He could take care of you and little Jason. I know he would love to show you his home in Italy, too. He needs a good woman. You think about it, OK?”
Jennifer kept her smile, walking up and placing her hands on Adela’s shoulders. She was grateful for what Adela was trying to do. “Adela, please. He sounds like a wonderful son. I am sure he will be a good man for someone. But I’m not sure I’m ready for all of that.” Planting a kiss on the old woman’s forehead, she informed her, “I will be back in just a few minutes, and we’ll eat.”
Adela reached for the silverware as Jennifer walked across the kitchen. “You know it would benefit him as well,” Adela called out to Jennifer as she left, “All he does is bed whores these days. He just needs to find a woman that can make him happy, mi dolcezza.”
Jennifer opened the front door to go next door, fully hearing Adela’s words. As she walked across the lawn, her mind raced with questions. For the past three years, Jennifer had rarely even dated. Instead, she focused all her attention on making sure Jason was always busy and never lonely as well.
She walked up to the door of her neighbors’ house, Tonya and Gerald. She smiled as she thought of how they had become like her second parents since her husband died. Within a minute, she heard the door unlock and Tonya greeting her with a smile. Before Jennifer could say hello, she heard the echoes of someone running towards them from inside the house.
“Mom!” Jason made his way past Tonya and hugged his mother as Tonya opened the door.
Tonya chuckled and made room for Jason as the eight-year-old pushed past her. “He insisted on waiting for you to get here before he ate dinner. So I offered to make him something here.”
Jennifer smiled. “Thank you so much, Tonya. My last call took way longer than I expected.” She hugged Jason and patted his head as she spoke to them both.
“What did Grammy Addie bring for us this week?” Jason jumped up and down as he asked his mother, interrupting the discussion. “I hope lots. I’m starving now.” He looked up at his mother with a big smile on his face, looking forward to dinner fixed on Wednesdays by the elderly woman.
Jennifer chuckled at her son and his endearing name for Adela. She let go of him and rubbed the top of his head playfully. “Go on over there and wash up. She has made a huge lasagna. I’ll be right over.” She patted his bottom to encourage him to hurry on. “I need to talk to Tonya for a minute.”
“Sure thing, Mom!” Jason grabbed his backpack and ran across the lawn. Once he arrived on the top step of the porch to his own house, he turned and looked back towards his mom and waved.
After waving back to Jason, Jennifer turned to Tonya. “I am sorry about taking so long. And then I could not leave the house because Adela went through another ‘you need a man’ talk with me. She’s trying to set me up with her son.”
Tonya crossed her arms and chuckled at her neighbor as she leaned against the door jamb. “Well, maybe she is right, Jen. It is about time you get out there again. My Gerald is getting old, and Jason is going to need a male figure around at times.” Seeing the expression on Jennifer’s face, she added, “Even as a friendly interaction. I’m not saying marry anyone.” She reached out to hug her young neighbor, winking at her, “You are thirty-five. You should be around people closer to your age, not hanging around with us old ones so much. When is the last time you had male company your age?”
Jennifer blushed, waving her hand to attempt to change the subject. Then, seeing Tonya wanted an answer, she confessed, “It’s been a while since I’ve dated. The only men I know are those at work. Two are gay, one is married, one is involved already, one’s my boss, and the other one is moving to New York.” She chuckled. “Besides, baseball season is starting soon for Jason. He’ll be around his coaches and will get plenty of male bonding time there.”
“It might do you both some good to look beyond work. Oh, and that’s right… I’ll be happy to let Jason spend the night when you go to that work party. It’s this Friday, right?” Tonya saw Jennifer nod and continued, “You should take Adela’s son as your plus one. And maybe Adela would clean your house for free.” She squeezed Jennifer’s elbow, enjoying the blushing smile on her neighbor. “Nobody but you can make the call. At least give it a thought.”
Jennifer shifted as she stood, preparing to go back home. “Thank you for sharing your thoughts, Tonya. I’ll let you know about Friday.” As she turned, she stopped, realizing she had forgotten her manners about dinner. “Would you like to come over and partake of the lasagna? Adela made SO much.” Jennifer smiled and waited for an answer.
Tonya shook her head, smiling. “Thank you, dear. Gerald and I already ate, but we appreciate it. Freeze some for a night you don’t want to cook or go out. Have a good night.” She walked into her house and waved before she closed the door.
As Jennifer strolled across the lawn, she thought about what both Adela and Tonya were saying. The party would be a safe place for a “date” because it would not be just the two of them. Perhaps she would tell Adela that she would agree to go out with Niccolo. As she walked into the house, she smiled as she saw her son just finishing his dinner.
Jason noticed Jennifer walking into the room and jumped out of his seat. “Mom! It was so good, and I had two helpings!” As he went to hug his mother, he knocked the fork on the floor. “Ooops.” He giggled as he picked it up and put it back on his dish, getting sauce all over his arm.
Jennifer chuckled as she hugged Jason, witnessing Adela walking over and retrieving the used dishes. “Calm down there. And now,” she said, pinching his cheek playfully, “Little man, you need to go bathe and get to bed. That’s assuming you did your homework.”
“Of course, I did, Mom.” Jason stood on his tiptoes to kiss his mother’s cheek. “Good night.”
Jennifer cleared her throat, “You forgot something, young man.” She motioned her head towards the other side of the kitchen, where Adela was cleaning his dishes.
Jason ran over and hugged Adela, almost knocking the older woman off her feet. “Thanks for the yummy food.” Smiling that he did what he needed to, he jogged down the hallway.
Jennifer smiled. Jason was such a good son. She was glad baseball was starting next weekend. It was true he was not around many men outside of baseball season. Even his teachers were all female. And Gerald, Tonya’s husband, was too old to play too much outside with him. Looking at the table again, she noticed the place that Adela had set for her. She beamed as she saw the glass of wine and the plate of lasagna; Adela knew it was just what she needed. Sitting and taking a bite, she was grateful to have a good dinner after another long day at work.
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Jennifer sighed as she unbuttoned her blouse in the bathroom. Sliding it off her shoulders, she looked in the mirror. She smiled as she remembered standing there as Anthony undressed her a thousand times. Closing her eyes, she slid the straps of her bra off and then reached back to unhook it. She let her hands fall to her side, feeling her bra fall to the ground. Keeping her eyes closed, she unzipped her skirt and allowed it to fall. Hooking her thumbs in her thong, she imagined Anthony’s lips traveling down her back as he always did when removing her panties.
She turned and stepped into the shower, a smile across her face. As she turned on the showerhead, she felt the water cascading over her head and down her body. Letting go of the hot water handle, she placed her hands on her breasts, imagining Anthony’s strong hands around her. She squeezed her breasts, moaning quietly and reaching for the bath sponge. Squeezing the pomegranate body soap onto it, she began lathering herself on her arms. Closing her eyes again, she focused on the sensations on her skin as she ran the bath sponge over the rest of her torso.
Bending over, she started at her feet and worked her way up both legs before focusing between them. She stood there with her legs apart, letting the water run all over her. As she moved the bath sponge back and forth between her legs, she pressed against her slit with more pressure, squirming a little at the sensations. Moaning louder, she was brought back to reality as she heard a door closing. She had almost forgotten that Adela was still in the house. Deciding to stop, for now, Jennifer rinsed herself off.
Picking up a towel from the shelf above the toilet, she quickly dried herself off. As she exited the shower, she walked over to the back of the door and grabbed the robe. Smelling it before she put it on, she tried to remember its scent after Anthony had worn it. She had donated a majority of his clothing by now but could not part with his robe. Wrapping it around her, she tried to remember his arms around her. She sighed as it was getting more difficult to imagine how it felt. Before she could have any more thoughts, she heard Adela call out through the door from the bedroom.
“I am going to change your bedsheets. It will not take long,” Adela called through the door.
Opening the bathroom door, Jennifer walked into the bedroom and witnessed Adela already replacing the sheets. She smiled, realizing how much she enjoyed having Adela in her life. I will tell her that I’ll give Niccolo a chance, she said to herself. Then, walking over to the elderly woman, she spoke softly, “I’ll give you a business card to give to Niccolo. I’d like to see if he’s available for a party I am going to this Friday night.”
Adela finished smoothing the white duvet over the bed, and she gasped aloud, cheering. Then, throwing her hands up in the air and cupping Jennifer’s face, she smiled and cheered. “Oh, I will be so happy to give it to him, my dear!” She smiled as she let go of her face and bent down to retrieve the discarded sheets on the floor. As she stood up, her eyes traveled to the drawer of the nightstand beside the bed. “Perhaps soon you can get rid of those things in your naughty drawer.” Her face wrinkled up as she said, “naughty”.
Jennifer chuckled at the old woman’s disdain at her collection of sex toys. She knew that Adela had “discovered” it quite by accident when she searched for the cordless phone that was off the charger on the nightstand a few months back. Jennifer recalled the “conversation” that she had with Adela. Adela did not believe in indulging in self-pleasure, but Jennifer looked past it. She was not going to force her opinions on others.
“That would be a positive, now wouldn’t it?” She smiled as she walked across the room to the small desk that she used infrequently and retrieved a business card. Nearing the older woman, she held out the card. “Have him call my cell number. It’s a business dinner, so it is formal.” Jennifer smiled as she saw Adela’s reaction. The older woman dropped the sheets on the bed and took the card from Jennifer. She looked so excited that she might yell out. “I’ll deal with the linens. Thank you for everything you have done once again. I’ll see you to the door.”
Adela smiled and exclaimed, “Oh no, dear. I will be just fine. I know you want to get to bed. My handbag is by the door. My driver is on the way. I called him when I finished the kitchen.” She squeezed Jennifer’s arm. “Thank you so much. You make me a happy woman tonight.” Holding the card tightly in her hand, she turned and walked out of the room.
Inhaling slowly, Jennifer walked over to the bedroom door. Leaning against it as she closed it, she smiled mischievously as she locked it. She did not want to be interrupted tonight by her son. Most likely, he would sleep through the night, and he would knock if he did wake up. Remembering the way Adela had scowled as she talked about her drawer of sex toys, she felt like a scolded child. Her desire to open the drawer grew as she leaned against the door in the robe. She untied the belt to the robe. Lifting her hands, she pulled it off her shoulders and let it drop. She walked towards the bed, leaving the robe on the floor by the door.
Pulling the drawer open, Jennifer softly moaned as she saw the glass phallus. Picking it up by the handle, she ran it against her cheekbone. She slid the pile of bed sheets off the bed as she began to lie on her back. Feeling the ribbed shaft against her cheek, she moved it until the bulbous head touched her lips. She kept it there, slowly opening her mouth. Sliding out her tongue, she licked the head, letting saliva wet it as she knew what she wanted to do. She bent her knees and moved her feet up on the bed, spreading her legs.
Jennifer pulled the sex toy away from her mouth, hovering it over her as she moved it down her body. The sensation of the glass dragging against her skin made her nipples harden. She closed her eyes as she reached her slit. Running the ribbed shaft against her pussy lips, she gasped at the coolness of the glass against her warmth. She could feel herself start to drip in anticipation. Closing her eyes, she had an image of Anthony in her mind, standing over her as he had done so many times. As she pushed the head into her depths, it caused a quiet moan. Pulling it from her, she teased herself again. Using her free hand, she ran it up her side and squeezed her breast gently.
Running a single finger back and forth over her breast, she felt shivers as she teased her nipple. She pushed the toy further into her, unable to wait any longer to pleasure herself. Squeezing at the ribbed shaft with her inner walls, she felt it massage her internally as she moved it back and forth. The slight angle easily allowed the glass head to hit her pleasure spot. She began to move faster, wiggling in pleasure. As she neared orgasm, she moaned louder, knowing that soon she would feel the euphoric feeling.
Pinching her nipple to speed up the climb to climax, she bit her lower lip as she began to recall how Anthony looked as he looked at her during their lovemaking. Instead of Anthony’s ruggedly handsome image, though, an unfamiliar one flashed in her mind. The shock made her jump, allowing the shaft deeper into her than she had anticipated. She began to pull it back out as she tried to figure out who it was. A tall man with a square jaw, the image was of a much more polished man. She tilted her hips up to let the shaft slide deeper again. She was too close to stop and allowed herself to climax. As she shook a little from her orgasm, she let go of the toy and her breast, gripping the sheets. The sensation of the glass shaft resting inside of her pussy as she recovered seemed to activate her memory. She now knew the answer. The image was from a picture that Adela had shown her of Niccolo in a previous week.
Jennifer opened her eyes. What had just happened? She imagined another man as she pleasured herself. Did it mean she was finally ready to move on? Reaching to pull the glass dildo from herself, she set it on the nightstand. Scooting to one side of the bed, she maneuvered to pull the duvet over her. She would think more about it tomorrow. After all, she wanted to sleep while her body was still in a euphoric state. Shutting off the light, she closed her eyes and drifted quickly to sleep with a satisfied smile still on her face.
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