It was the night of the incident, Fred as Jill finished work and went home. Doing Jill’s job was a snap for him since she hardly did anything at all. Answering phones, routing calls and greeting people with a smile was all he had to do. There were a few moments that he didn’t know what to do or say but a simple giggle in the ditzy blonde way Jill was and all was excused. The hardest thing for Fred to figure out was why did the company even keep her on. She was a no brainer, a twenty year old skinny dumb blonde that didn’t put out or at least that he was aware of.
Fred found Jill’s little blue compact car parked where she always did, far upper level of the underground parking garage and drove it to the address on her drivers license.
The little car seemed pathetically slow, nothing like the sporty little Mitsubishi Fred had recently purchased.
The car pulled up to a really nice condo apartment building and Fred/Jill got out and said to himself “At least she had a good place to live!”
Grabbing purse, keys and some notes, Fred anxiously pranced up to the door to find that none of the keys fit the door.
One by one trying each key twice until being interrupted by a voice coming up from behind. “Jilly, what the hell! You want to come back ?!”
Fred, she turned around, immediately turning on the silly giggly nature Jill was known for. “What do you mean?” she said coyly.
The guy, tall heavy set, carrot red haired, and generally non attractive to any female, stepped up to her noticeably looking her over and peering down her blouse and said. “You left to go live by yourself when we had it so good, I haven’t forgave you for that yet.”
Fred started to understand and decided it best that he play along, acting just as Jill would so that he could find out more about her past and more importantly where Jill lives now.
“I’m not here to come back, I’m here to…” pausing to think, “To get the things I left.” Fred said and stepped back a step from the guy, uncomfortable the way he was looking at her.
“I see.” He said disappointedly and put his key in and opened the door. “There are just a few things in your old bedroom.” He said as the two of you entered. Fred sighed in relief now knowing that they hadn’t shared a bed and headed for the bedroom.
“Very funny Jilly, it’s only been four months since you left, sticking me with the full cost of this place and you don’t even remember which room was yours.” He said.
Fred stopped and went towards the other bedroom. “I’m not feeling like myself today.” She said and entered the other room to find it empty except for a cardboard box sitting in the corner. Fred knelt, bending over to rummage through the things in the box, unaware the guy was standing in the doorway staring at her ass and fantasizing of taking her doggy style.
Some pictures, old receipts and some woman’s clothing was all Fred found. The pictures must have been of family and the receipts were old. The clothing however made Fred raise an eyebrow as she pulled out a pair of white panties with easily noticeable cum stains on them. “This is all?” Fred said and found one pictures was of that guy and was labeled Russ. “So Russ,,” Fred said now that she new the guys name. “Did I give you my new address?”
“Yes I have it here somewhere, but I can’t believe you left this place to live in that tiny old apartment by yourself.” Russ said and pulled out his wallet and read from a crinkled up piece of paper “112 N. 7th place, Right?” he said.
Once again Fred sighed in relief, reciting the number over and over in his/her mind to memorize it.
She was almost through the entire contents of the box when she came across the white cum stained panties again and said “So, how many times would you say we,, you know, did it?”
There was silence and Fred looked back at Russ, instantly noticing the bulge in Russ’s pants. “Did it?!” Russ exclaimed, “Now that’s the funniest of all! You said you were a virgin and saving yourself!” Russ said.
Fred had never fit that possibility into the equation, realizing that might answer a lot of questions he had about her. “I have to take a leak, I mean where’s the bathroom?” She said.
Russ just shook his head and walks back out into the hall “Where it’s always been.” And points to the door between the two rooms. Fred quickly went in, locked the door, pulled her skirt up and panties down. “Damn!” she exclaimed, finding out it was true, Jill was a virgin!