My employer's wife

Chapter Eight

LIZZY'S POV

        I couldn't stop smiling after I caught Lisa checking me out. I couldn't be more prouder than myself. I mean I know that I have a great body but when you get checked out by someone who totally hates your guts, you will know how I feel.
        I was through with my run. I didn't wanna go back home cause I know I will be totally bored from doing nothing. I decided to stay out for some time. I was strolling through the street. I saw a bench, I decided to rest. I was lost in my own world remembering this morning. Maybe I should were more shorts with sports bra. Remembering how Lisa looked when I caught her staring was amusing
Penny for your thought? I heard someone said
       I immediately looked up staring at the occean blue eyes. Well it's more than a penny I said
Ok then. So what are you doing here
        Admiring beauty I simply said
       Well lucky you cos I consider myself beautiful the stranger said. Mind if I sit with you?
       No I answered shifting for her
        I'm Jeanie she said with an outstretched hand
       "Lizzie but but you can just call me Izzie I said taking her hand and giving it a brief shake
      "Beautiful name for a beautiful stranger"
        "I'm  flattered" I said taking a brief time to check her out. Not bad I simply said, she would have been a good catch if I'm not already interested in one certain woman
        "So do you live around here"  she asked
       "Not that far, and you?"  I asked just to be polite
        "No I don't but I'm actually thinking of moving down here cause of you"
     "Don't, you will certainly regret it" I said
        "Why?" Jeanie asked
        "Cause I'm a pain in the ass" I said  
          "Well  if it's a good pain, I don't mind" she said smirking
        "Funny" I said getting to enjoy the company. So do you go around talking to strangers and flirting with them?
         "Yeah kind of and who said that I'm flirting?"
           "Oh you are not and here I think you are
           "Maybe I am, maybe not but that's my secret she said looking at my lips briefly
         Okay I said smiling turning away from her
         "So you wanna go down with me for coffee" She ask.       
         "I  don't go out with strangers, if we get to see again then yeah" knowing fully well that we won't
         Well I'm holding unto your word cause we are definitely meeting again.
         "Okay" I said
         "And this means that I can't have your number then?" She said
       "Yeah" I said smiling
       "Well then, till we meet again" she said getting up
        "Yeah!" I said
       "See you then" she said leaving
         "You too if it's possible I muttered getting ready to go before another stranger comes.
        I was back at home, the house was too quite. I took a bathe to cool off. I went to the kitchen, I opened the fridge looking into it. Bringing out the cheese which we bought last time, I went to watch movies. I sat down with my cheese flipping through the Netflix to find a suitable movie to watch. I decided to watch "The L Word".
         After watching some few episodes, I decided to check the massages on my phone. No important massage to answer, I dropped the phone putting some music so the house will be a little lively. After few minutes, I decided to take a rest.
        I went to my room, lying down upward with my hand under my head and my face facing the ceiling. I thought of many things. I thought of my ex, what is she doing now, ruining someone else's happiness, then I remembered the lady I met this afternoon, she was okay but I doubt if we will meet again then finally thought of the woman who I will be spending the night with, not romantically off course.       
         She was so adorable last night, If drunk people are adorable like her, I wouldn't mind taking care of them until she cried. She didn't remember and I didn't wanna make her uncomfortable so I kept quiet. I wondered what made her cry, is her parents a douchebag like mine or is it because of her marriage. What ever it is, I know she will survive it she loves her kids. If my mom was even half as good as she is, I wouldn't even hate her. She's a great mom that is one thing I know for sure but whatever the case maybe I know that I can be a shoulder she can cry on if she let's me.
        Finally, I turned hugging my pillow humming the song that is currently playing on my phone before drifting off to sleep.