After a long day that capped a long week, Veronica just felt languid. She had no other plans that evening. Thankfully. She just wanted to relax. She got a glass of wine, got a book and drew herself a bath.

The water steamed from the heat of it. She got undressed while she waited for it to cool down. When it was the right temperature, she let herself climb into it. Slipping delicately below the water, her heavy tits becoming joyously weightless.

She leaned her head back against the back of the bath. Taking in deep breaths and letting them out the way that she had been taught by her therapist. In through the nose and out through the mouth. She could feel her muscles unwinding. Loosening. She let out a long sigh.

She didn’t move much at the beginning. Letting the water just envelope her like she was back in the womb. She was happy, she was content.

She thought about the men she had encountered that week. The date that she had gone on with the guy that wouldn’t stop staring at her cleavage and had asked to come in when she was clearly not interested. The men at her job who thought that they knew more than she did. The rude men that pushed past her on the train. All of them, terrible. All of them, just fucking annoying.

But then she thought of Kevin. Her next door neighbor. He was a big man that worked with his hands. A master carpenter. He dressed like his job. Flannel shirts with the cuffs rolled up to the elbows. Dirty jeans. Strong, muscular arms. Kind eyes and stubble.

She remembered coming home late from work one day and saw him sitting on his porch with his beatiful golden retriever. He was absentmindedly stroking down her chest. Scratching her head with his other hand. They were staring out at the sky.

She imagined herself on that porch. Him holding her gently by the neck while his other hand ran down the front of her body. Running down the slope of her breast to her stomach and then back up. Back and forth. Maybe he wouldn’t have such a far off look in his eyes. Maybe he would be focused on her. Staring at her. Devouring her with his eyes. Maybe he would adjust her neck so that he could suck on it. Bite it. Lick it.

The thought made her shiver. She decided that she wanted to relax even more. She let her own hand slide down her body. Into the intersection of her thighs. She ran her finger across her folds, coaxing her clit to life. It didn’t take much. She was already so close, thinking about Kevin’s arms and hands. She thought about what it would be like to make love to him.

She hoped that he would be forceful. Not scary but just driving into her like he knew exactly what she wanted. Clutching at her. Driving her to her destination with a forceful thrust.

As she thought about him pushing into her, his tempo rising, so did the strokes on her clit. She was gasping now. She was so close. She played with her nipple, running it between her fingers. Tweaking it.

She knew just how hard her touch would have to be to get herself there. She applied the pressure, the speed. She let a groan out as she came. Her body spasming in the water. She would need to clean it up later but fuck, who cares? Her body was spaghetti. Her mind was clear. She pulled the plug and the water started to drain away. She got up.

She had forgotten to close her blinds. There was a sudden snap of light to her right that made her look and she saw that Kevin had turned on the light in his kitchen. He didn’t look at her. Going to his sink to start doing dishes. He was moving his head back and forth, so she assumed that he was listening to some kind of music. He was wearing his blue flannel shirt.

She watched him for a time. Maybe it was a big too long because he happened to look up. He saw her and his eyes went wide. He quickly looked down and then left to the left. She laughed.

She left into her bedroom and laid down. She thought about getting her pajamas on and going to bed. She heard her phone buzz.

Kevin: I’m so sorry about that.

Veronica smiled at her phone. She had to give him credit for confronting the problem head on.

Veronica: It’s no worries, I forgot to close the blinds. Did you like what you saw?

There was nothing for a long time.

Then the three bubbles appeared.

Then they disappeared.

Then they reappeared.

Kevin: What changes if I say yes?

She smiled. He was willing to play the game.

Veronica: You come over here and we fuck. That’s what changes.

Kevin: Really?

Veronica: I’m single. You’re single. You’re clearly not doing anything except doing your dishes. So, why don’t you do me instead? If you don’t want to, we can just forget the whole thing.

There was nothing for a long time. Then her doorbell rang. She smiled to herself. She started typing.

Veronica: Be right there.