Zain
You’ll never guess what?
Callie
Hi Zain! What is it?
Callie
Oh no! Is it on the blink? 😉
Zain
Well, it’s working, but it’s soooooooo slow.
Zain
I need faster action.
Callie
You sound frustrated!
Zain
Do you think you could help me?
Zain
I have a feeling you’ll know all the right buttons to press.
Callie
See you in about fifteen minutes.
Thirty minutes later there’s a knock on Zain’s door.
Zain lets Callie in and tries to act nonchalant.
But that form-fitting t-shirt she’s wearing – it takes his breath away.
He’s wearing his sexiest pair of jeans (his last girlfriend told him they were, anyway) –
And he can tell that Callie is checking him out too.
Callie
Okay, let’s see if I can figure out what’s wrong with your computer.
He leads her to his desk.
Callie
Jesus – how long have you had that dinosaur?
Zain
I’m not sure – maybe about seven years?
Callie
I think you need a new computer more than anything else.
Callie
But let me see what I can do.
Callie sits down and expertly taps the keys of his computer.
Callie
You have WAY too many photos on your desktop.
Callie
That’s what’s been slowing you down.
Callie
Okay if I move them to the cloud?
Zain
I’ve been meaning to do that.
Zain
I’ve just never understood what the cloud is, or how it works.
Callie
You don’t? What is it you do for a living?
Zain
I’m a chef. Computer skills are not that important in my line of work.
Callie
Good thing you know how to cook – and flip mattresses –
Callie
Or you’d be useless.
She swiftly starts transferring Zain’s files.
After a few minutes, Zain plants some kisses on the back of her neck.
Callie’s fingers slide off the keyboard and get lost in Zain’s luxurious curly black hair.
Then they slide down to his chest.
After a while, Callie speaks. Her voice is muffled.
Callie
Wait! I need to finish fixing your computer.
Zain
You don’t have to do that right now.
Callie
I do! Otherwise I won’t feel I’ve met my end of the bargain.
Zain
Alright. If you insist.
Reluctantly he lets go of Callie and lets her return to the computer.
She resumes transferring Zain’s photos to the cloud.
Callie
Lots of pictures of that red-haired woman.
Callie
Not that it’s any of my business.
Zain
Oh…that’s Julia. We used to go out.
Callie
I mean…not that I care.
Callie
It’s just that if you were dating someone...
Callie
I assume she wouldn’t be too happy if she knew you were flipping mattresses with someone else.
Zain
No, she moved away and she’s out of the picture.
Zain
Better she goes into the cloud.
Zain
Are you almost done?
Callie performs a few more keystrokes.
Zain
Because speaking of mattresses…
Zain
I’d like to show you mine.
Zain is strong, and Callie is fairly petite.
He lifts her up out of the chair and carries her into his bedroom.
After laying her on his mattress he undresses her from head to toe.
Zain
You worked very hard.
Zain
And I thought I would repay you with my tongue.
Zain plants butterfly kisses on Callie’s neck. Then he trails his lips further down her body, sending her into bliss.
Thirty minutes later, Zain’s clothes are off too.
Callie
Would you like me to…?
Zain
There’s something else I want to do right now.
They make love, and the sex is even better than last time.
They’re still new to each other, but they know a little more about what the other one likes.
When they finish, they are exhausted and end up falling asleep in each other’s arms.
Three hours later, Callie suddenly wakes up. She hadn’t intended to stay, and gets up to leave.
Zain wakes up at the sound of her movements.
Zain
You know, you can stay if you’d like.
Callie
No, I don’t think so.
Callie
Let’s just keep this casual.
Callie
We’re just providing services to each other. I like it that way.
Callie
We can be Neighbors With Benefits.
Zain
Okay, if that’s really what you want.
Callie
Yes. And that reminds me…
Callie
I really need to move my couch to the other side of the living room.
Callie
Can you help me do that on Thursday?
Callie
And in return, I’ll…
