EroticReverie

Cecelia

I've been super paranoid lately, with no explanation as to why. It's just a feeling, like something or someone is constantly watching. The feeling  that pricks the back of your neck and sends shivers and goosebumps down my arms, and makes me hold my breath.  My friend Millie says I need a vacation, or that I'm going crazy. But when I walk around the back of the house, and find the door open a crack , I stop in my tracks. 

Immediately I'm on alert, head whipping side to side, to look for someone outside, then checking the windows on the first floor to see if I can see anyone inside, but realize I pulled the curtain shut like I do every morning before leaving our apartment.

I take out my tazer from my purse and push it on as I push the door open, the familiar creak of the hinges far more creepy that it ever has been before. 

"H-hello?" I call into the house. Do I call the cops? I definitely shouldn't go inside. But maybe I just left it unlocked? And the wind blew it open? Did Millie come home and forget to lock it? 

I step back from the door and draw my cell out of my purse, tazer still in hand as I press the call button on Millie's name.

"Hey baby girl, what's up?" Millie answers. 

"Mil..were you home at all today?" I ask, my voice a whisper.

"Huh? Speak up, I cant hear you." She says. 

"Were you...home at all today?" I say , stepping back further into the small yard out back that we share with the tenants next door in our split house apartment. 

"Uhm no, just this morning, why, what's going on, why are you whispering?" she asks.

"Our back door is open." I say.

"And you locked it this morning?" she asks. 

"Yes....i...i think so...I'm pretty sure." I say, now second guessing myself. I never forgot to lock the door, but I was running late, is it possible I didn't lock it? 

"So you didnt lock it?" She asks. 

I sigh. "I dont know Millie!" I say with frustration. 

Millie sighs. "You know you've been out of sorts lately...you probably just forgot...but if you need me to, I can call the cops and-"

"No...no , don't call the cops." I say with a sigh.

"Will you just...stay on the phone with me, while I go in?"  I ask my voice shaking.

"Baby girl" Millie says gently. "Do you need me to come home early? Im sure they'll let me leave a half an hour early" 

"no...no i don't want you to do that...i just....i always the lock the door Mill." I say. 

"Knock on Rodger's door, have him check it out." she says of our neighbor who works from home. 

"no" I groan. Because the last thing I wanted to do was to knock on Rodger's door. We went on ONE date, and it took me two months just to get him to stop knocking on our door every day to "check on me". He just came on too strong, too fast, and it was annoying. 

"Girl, just knock on his door." Millie says and I wince. Because I really didn't want to go into the house. Tazer or not, what the hell would my five foot two ass do if there was someone inside the apartment? 

"Fine, alright, okay." I say. 

I knock on Rodgers back door, wait, and then knock again. 

"Maybe he's not home" I whisper into the phone, and as Millie starts to speak I watch the curtain on his back door push aside and see Rodger standing there, his brows pinching. 

"Okay, he's here. I'll call you." I say and hang up on Millie as Rodger opens the door. 

"Hey" I say when he just looks at me with confusion, then looks me up and down. 

"You good?" he asks. Stepping to the entrance of the door and looking side to side. 

"Yeah, um...it's just....my door...my back door was open when I got home....and..." He steps forward and I step back and he walks right over to the door, and I don't even need to say a word more. 

"Go in my place." He nods to the door and lock the door.

"Oh...okay" I say and do as he says. 

My phone rings and it's Millie, and I answer once I'm inside of Rodger's place, standing right inside the door. 

"Did you just hangup on me?!" she squeals. 

"Sorry." I say.

"Where is Rodger?" Millie asks. 

"He's checking the apartment." I say.

"Where are you?" she asks.

"In his apartment...he told me to wait in here and lock the door." I say. 

Millie sighs. 

"You really need to give that boy another shot babe...look at him playing knight and shining armor after you ignored him for the past four months" she says.

"I have not...ignored him." I huff under my breath. 

"Mhm." Millie says. "Okay." 

"He's not....my type Millie." I whisper.

"Ummm, hot as fuck, good job, and if what Nicole's cousin says, a big ole fucking horse cock, so what's NOT to like Cecelia?" Millie asks and I roll my eyes.

"I don't know, alright? I just...there's no spark." I whisper.

"Then light a fucking match girl" Millie says and I roll my eyes.

"Or shit, at least get some dick out of him. Lord knows you havent been laid recently..and thats PROBABLY why you're all out of sorts lately...you've got a dick deficiency." Millie says and I shake my head to myself. 

"I dont think your supposed to use the word Lord and dick deficiency in the same sentence." I say. 

"We're not religious Cecelia." Millie laughs. 

"Whatever....he's coming....i'll see you when you get home." I whisper.

"Get that dick!" Millie sings into the phone and I shake my head.

"I hate you sometimes." I bite out.

"You love me! Make him wrap it up!" she says and then ends the call as I unlock his door when I see his shadow and then open the door.

I look up at him with a thankful smile.

"You're all good. I checked all the rooms...closets...nothing looks damaged...im assuming nothing stolen...not sure what you guys have in there...but I'll walk through with you again for you to take a look." He says and I nod. 

"Yeah, okay, that'd be good, thanks" I say softly and he steps back and gestures for me lead the way. 

Rodger IS hot. He's 5'10, with dirty blonde short hair, and light brown eyes and his body is lean and muscular.  He dresses nice , smells nice, and yeah, our friends cousin who hooked up with him, said he had some serious equipment in  his pants. But all those reasons, weren't enough to make me like him enough to go on a second date. There just wasn't any chemistry there, at least not for me. 

Rodger follows me inside and I start checking the rooms, everything in it's place.

"You two really shouldnt leave that key under the mat by the way." He says when I'm halfway done checking.

"Yeah, I'll have to move it , maybe put it under a rock or something." I say and he sighs and I turn. 

"Or you could leave it with me. I'm always home. You really shouldnt leave a key to your place outside at all Cecilia." he says and I nod. 

"It's just easy for Millie...she forgets her keys all the time...and needs it to get back in." I say and his mouth tightens with something close to annoyance.

I ignore it and then walk into Millie's room, all her stuff seeming to be there, though I wouldnt know if someone ransacked her room or not, with all her clothes all over the place, and random things scattered about.

I check the bathroom next then my room, and Rodger stands in the doorway, leaning with his shoulder against the doorframe.

"It looks good....I mustve just forgotten to lock it when I left this morning or something...thank you for checking for me, i appreciate it." I say as i stand in my room and Rodger nods.

"Do you want, um...a drink or something? We have beers in the fridge." I say as I drop my purse onto the bed.

"I'm good, thanks though." He says and then shoves off the door frame and walks over to me and I take a full breath as he stands over me.

"How come you ghosted me Cecelia, did I do something wrong?" he asks and I shake my head. 

"no...I just...I don't know...you're...pretty much perfect....I just..."I shrug. "I want to give you an explanation Rodger, I just dont really have one...I just didnt feel the spark ya know?" I say with a wince. 

"We only had one date." he says. 

"I know I just.."

"Do you find me attractive?" he cuts me off.

I look up at him. 

"Of course...it's not that." I say. 

"Then what is it Cecelia?" he asks and then drops his hands to my waist, and my eyes drift down, as he pulls me closer. 

"Cause i'd do just about anything you asked me to, to get another shot" he says and I exhale shakily. It's been forever since I've been touched, and maybe Millie is right, maybe I should just fuck him.

"I don't want a relationship right now." I say, my breath skipping and heart pounding in my chest as my nipples harden when hands grab my bare skin at my waist. Standing there in a white cropped tank top and short blue jean shorts and my sandals. 

"What do you want then Cecelia?" He asks, his voice lowering and I lick my lips and look up at him. 

"I..."I sigh and my skin hums as his hands slide up my side and then push under the sides of my top.

"Tell me to stop, and I will Cecelia." he says, his hands pushing up further and I shake my head. 

"I dont want you to stop" I breathe out and Rodger smiles and then grabs my my tank top at the hem.

"It's about fucking time Cecelia." he groans.