Chauffeur Fantasy

Leo was just a kid when he was sent to us to work as a house helper. As a form of payment, we sent him to school and took care of his school expenses and stipend. He was just an ordinary high school with a lanky body. Nevertheless, girls from his school would always hangout in front of our gate to take a peek of him, as he immediately became the latest campus hearthrob.Since I only get to see him rarely (because I am in Manila most of the time studying), I easily noticed how he changed from a boy to a young man and I began to see what those school girls were waiting for in front of our gate. But I didn't have feelings of admiration for him...YET. Anyway, he stayed with us for several years until he suddenly left because of some family drama.

Last year, a week after the end of the academic year, I told my mom to send our driver to pick me up because I'm going to spend the rest of my vacation in the province (after all those class getaways and parties, I'm too broke to live alone). She told me to wait for another week or just take the bus because our driver had just left because of...umm...another family drama (yes, they are fond of family dramas). I decided to just wait for another week and hope that my mom could find a replacement for our driver sooner. Three days later, my mom called and told me to prepare my things. Someone is going to pick me up.

While I was waiting for the new driver, I thought of how he would possibly look like. Dark, balding middle-aged guy with beer belly. That was on my mind as they were always like that. Later on, I heard a knock and I knew that that would be him. I opened the door and my jaw dropped. It was Leo. I immediately noticed his big biceps being constricted by the sleeves of his t-shirt. His chest was so tempting to touch as it seemed to be a perfect place to rest my cupped hands. "Did Isabela send me a stripper who is coincidentally Leo?" I asked myself.

"Kuya, nasan na yung gamit mo, ibababa ko na," Leo asked me.

That answered my question. He is not a stripper. He is the new driver (but somehow I wished he was the former).

One morning...err..afternoon (come on, it's summer break) a knock on my door woke me up. It was Leo.

"Kuya, emergency, kailangan po kayo ni Tito," he told me.

 It was the campaign period and my uncle and mom were away, organizing a campaign rally in a rural village. I had a quick shower and fixed myself then I went to the garage. I noticed that the garage was empty because the vehicles were used in the campaign. The only thing left there was a motorbike that Leo was trying to warm-up. I never had a motorbike ride before but since Leo is driving, I instantly mounted on his rear side (no pun intended). Since it was my first motorbike ride, I didn't know where to put my hands. Wrapping my arms around Leo's trunk while my chin is on his shoulder and the song "Close to You" is playing is of course just one of my vivid fantasies. I just placed my hands on the metal thing below the seat. 

Then one afternoon, I was hanging out in the terrace when I saw topless Leo approaching the artesian well carrying a pail. He started to pump the poso to fill up the pail, then carried the pail to the garden and started watering the plants. Then, once again, one of those naughty imaginations came to my mind...suddenly, Leo was moving in slow-mo, pouring water not onto the plants but on himself. So, before I start drooling, I just grabbed a magazine and think of other happy thoughts....like Leo on my bed...damn it...other happy thoughts...Leo naked on the shower...God! I should really stop fantasizing about Leo.

And so, the summer vacation went by. Nothing happened between me and Leo. Seeing a hot guy everyday around the house somewhat made me get used to the scene and get over the fantasy. Summer vacation is over and so, I have to go back to my real life. It would be another year of medical school.

After several months, I came back home for the Christmas break...but now, Leo is nowhere to be found. When I asked my mom why he left again, guess what she answered... his family had another family drama.