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  PAYING THE RENT

  (LUSTY LANDLORDS #1)

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  Paying The Rent

  Copyright © 2013 by C J Edwards

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  Paying The Rent

  Steve hated this part of being a landlord but it had to be done. Most of the time things were fine. The tenant paid their rent by standing order, he inspected the flats and houses every quarter and they rang him when something needed fixing. That was how it had gone with this tenant for the past eighteen months until about six weeks ago when he had just stopped paying. He had sent letters and received no answer and phone calls had not been picked up. So, he was sitting in his BMW outside the flat, waiting for Eric to come home from work.

  Sure enough, right on schedule, Eric the computer geek came sauntering along from the bus stop at six o’clock. Steve waited until he had passed the car and followed him in, collaring the young man as he fumbled for his front door key. “Hello Eric, you’re a hard man to get hold of!”

  Eric looked like he’d crapped himself. He was quite a nervous type. In his early twenties, he spent most of his time with his computers and looked like it too. Steve was about six inches taller than him and probably another four stone; all muscle. He didn’t need to try very hard to intimidate the young man. “Oh, hi Steve,” he mumbled, trying to appear nonchalant and failing.

  “Mind if I come in for a chat?” asked Steve.

  Once inside, Eric skirted around the rent issue for as long as he could. He talked about his programming work and how the bonuses had dried up of late. Steve had just begun to get to the nub of the issue when the front door opened and someone else worked in.

  Steve’s chin nearly hit the floor. The young woman who had just joined them was drop dead gorgeous. No more than nineteen, she was slim, blonde and fresh faced, with long legs and a tidy pair of tits. Dressed in denim cut off shorts and t shirt with a small rucksack over her shoulder, he guessed she was a student. “Who do we have here then?” he asked.

  “I’m Lisa and I live here,” snapped the girl. “Who the fuck are you?”

  “I’m the landlord and I don’t have you on the tenancy agreement,” answered Steve nonchalantly, “so it’s probably best if you lose the attitude! Now, what do you do for a living?”

  Lisa got the message and her tone became a lot more respectful. “I’m a student,” she answered.

  “Okay, so you’re living on a student loan, I’m guessing,” said Steve. “The reason I’m here is because your boyfriend here hasn’t paid any rent for the last six weeks. I want to help you out as much as possible but I’m a businessman. I can’t just let you freeload. Can you make a contribution?”

  The two youngsters started to speak at once, making hollow promises and excuses until Steve stopped them dead. “Right, the two of you need to think about things and have a talk amongst yourselves. This is what we’ll do. Tomorrow night, you can come to dinner with my wife and I and we’ll come up with a way forward that suits us all and stops you getting thrown out on to the street. How does that sound?”

  Lisa and Eric both nodded enthusiastically.

  “Good,” continued Steve, passing Lisa a card. “This is our address. Eight o’clock and don’t be late.” He stood up and made for the door. “Oh and dress appropriately,” he added, looking Lisa up and down. “That means a dress, Lisa.”

  As the door closed behind their landlord, Lisa and Eric looked at each other. “What do you think?” asked Lisa.

  “I think he wants to get your knickers off,” snarled the hairy young man.

  “No doubt about that,” said Lisa. “There’s no harm in letting the dirty old perv think he’s in with a chance if it gives us some slack on the rent though. You watch me flirt with him tomorrow and wind his old woman up.”

  The following evening, the young couple were ringing the bell of their landlord’s huge house at exactly eight o’clock. Lisa was dressed to kill in her little black dress and Eric had made an effort with a proper shirt and trousers. The big door was opened by a gorgeous older woman with a welcoming smile. “You must be Lisa and Eric. Welcome to our humble home. I’m Helen.”

  There was nothing humble about this home, Lisa thought as she handed over her jacket to the older woman.

  Helen looked Lisa up and down. “Wow,” she said. “I can see exactly what Steve meant. You are stunning.” She grabbed the young woman by the shoulders and kissed her on the cheek. Lisa’s head was spinning. What exactly had Steve said to his wife about her?

  The two couples made small talk over dinner. Helen and Steve were delightful hosts and they knew how to set people at their ease. Beneath the chat though, they were following a carefully choreographed strategy with only one objective: Lisa. Whereas Eric was being loaded with as much alcohol as possible, both in his glass and his food, Helen was carefully monitoring the amount that Lisa drank. She wanted her compliant; not comatose.

  As they moved on to a brandy-soaked dessert, Helen skilfully manoeuvred the conversation around to sex to discover that Eric was Lisa’s first proper boyfriend after leaving her single-sex school. The girl was clearly very inexperienced and began to blush as she talked about their relationship. Seeing her embarrassment, Helen started to talk about their swinging lifestyle and watched the girl’s eyes widen as she recounted some of their adventures. “Life doesn’t really end at forty, you know,” she laughed. “Or even thirty!”

  Looking over at Eric, Helen saw he had fallen asleep in his food. “Do you want to take Eric into the lounge, honey, while I talk business with Lisa,” she asked her husband. As Steve dragged the drunken youth through and out of earshot, Helen topped up Lisa’s wine glass. “What you really want to know is how we can help each other, isn’t it?” Lisa nodded. “Well,” Helen continued, “every now and then we host swingers parties and we look for gorgeous young girls like you to serve drinks and encourage the old gits to get hard ons to please the wives. You’re just perfect for that. What do you think?”

  “Just serving drinks?” asked Lisa.

  “Just serving drinks,” repeated Helen. “Topless!”

  “Oh,” said Lisa and thought about it for a couple of minutes. “What are you paying?”

  “Once we get into the swing of things, it will definitely meet your rent and probably a bit more,” said Helen with a warm smile on her face.

  “Okay then,” said Lisa. “I don’t mind being ogled by dirty old men if it pays the rent.”

  “Good,” beamed Helen. “Let’s have a look at you then.”

  “Excuse me?”

  “Lisa,” lectured the older woman. “You look like a pretty young woman but for all we know, you might have the ugliest tits in the world. We need to see what they’re like before coming to an agreement. Here, if you’re shy I’ll go first.”

  Without breaking step, Helen stood up from the table
and stripped her dress down to her waist, before unclipping and shrugging out of her bra. “Your turn,” she said, standing topless in front of the young woman.

  Lisa couldn’t take her eyes off her hostess’s breasts. She wondered if they had had work done on them, they were so perfect. They must have been at least a 38D but hardly sagged at all. They were large but firm and the big, rubbery nipples pointed upwards. She wasn’t sure how her 34B cups would stand up to such competition.

  While Lisa prevaricated, Helen walked around to stand behind her and put her hands on the young woman’s shoulders. “No need to be nervous, it’s only us girls,” she said, unzipping the young woman’s dress and letting it drop to the floor. “Do you want to do the bra?” she added, “or shall I?”

  Lisa was clearly not going to get away with it. She shrugged and reached behind her to unclip the little brassiere and remove it, standing in her landlords’ dining room topless.

  “Wow, she really is a prize,” said Steve, who had quietly come back in just in time to get a real treat. He stood and looked the girl slowly up and down, noting her perky little tits which were clearly full enough to jiggle delightfully when she was being fucked; a theory he was definitely going to have to put to the test. The rest of her was just delicious too. “You are fucking gorgeous, Lisa,” he added.

  “Thank you,” Lisa replied quietly, a red flush now spreading across her alabaster skin. She began to instinctively cross her arms over her breasts, only to have Helen grab her by the elbows and gently but firmly put them back by her side.

  “Don’t cover up, sweetheart,” purred Helen in her ear. “You should let my husband have a good look at what he’s paying for.

  “What do you mean, paying for,” snapped Lisa, nervously. “I’m not a prostitute you know!”

  “Well, you’re not paying your rent are you,” snapped back Helen. “Every day you don’t pay comes out of my husband’s pocket so it’s only right that you give him something back in return isn’t it?”

  Lisa started to visibly tremble. She was standing almost naked in the dining room of an older couple she hardly knew and they had her backed into a corner. She just didn’t know what to do next. As she tried to get her alcohol-muddled brain to think straight, she became aware of Helen’s hands stroking her arms gently before moving over to her breasts. “I don’t know,” she stammered.

  Helen’s hands reached the soft titties and she cupped them, holding them out for her husband to see as she gently squeezed. “What do you think, darling? What’s a reasonable payment on account?”

  “I quite fancy the idea of those lovely lips around my cock, if that’s okay with you darling?” said Steve without even a pause.

  “That sounds like a great idea,” said Helen, nuzzling the student’s neck as she fondled her tits. “What do you think about that, Lisa darling? Just a blow job?”

  Lisa didn’t know what to say. If she refused a blow job, she didn’t know what was going to happen to her. They surely weren’t going to let her go without having their way with her and then she’d be evicted, along with Eric. She said nothing and let her landlady push her to her knees as Steve walked over.

  “Go on sweety, take it out,” urged Helen.

  Lisa reached over and unzipped the fly, putting her hand inside to grasp Steve’s cock. She was surprised by the meatiness of him as her hand closed around his shaft and when she brought it out into her sight, she was shocked by the size. He must have been almost twice the size of Eric.

  Helen saw the shock on the girl’s face and laughed. “He’s a heck of a lot of man, my husband. Don’t worry though, you’ll manage. Just slowly rub it up and down and lick the end.”

  Lisa did just as she was told. Running her little hand along the big rubbery shaft, she put out her tongue and tasted the pre-cum on the end of Steve’s knob. It was very salty but not unpleasant. As she continued to rub, she got the helmet in her mouth and began to softly suck. To her surprise, she found she was really enjoying the experience and felt a little turned on herself.

  Helen knelt down beside Lisa and watched as the young woman got more and more of her husband’s penis in her mouth. “That’s a good girl,” she purred, moving her hair away from her face to stroke her cheek. “You suck nice and hard.” Lisa’s momentum built and she was giving Steve a good hard wank when Helen gently but firmly moved her hand away and pulled it behind her back. “Grown up men like a deep throat, honey,” she purred. “Are you up for that?”

  Before Lisa could think about it, Helen had shoved her head forward, wedging the end of the big cock in her throat. She gagged and panicked, moving her head quickly away and letting Steve’s cock fall out.

  “That’s no good, Lisa. You need to extend your neck and relax,” scolded Helen. “Like this,” she took her husband into her mouth and then straight down her throat. Lisa looked on in disbelief as the older woman bobbed her head up and down, with the huge cock going all the way in each time. Helen kept that going for a good few minutes, until she judged Steve wasn’t far off coming and then offered it across to the student again. Lisa was now determined not to look so inexperienced and she let Helen guide her as she took the big cock all the way.

  Steve now shifted into overdrive. He held the luscious teenager by the head and began to thrust hard into her throat; using her mouth like a cunt. Helen shuffled around to sit on the floor behind her, pushing her crotch up against Lisa’s back and reaching around to roughly fondle her tits. “You’re our little bitch now,” she whispered in her ear. “How does that make you feel?”

  The truth is it made Lisa very horny, particularly now Helen’s hand had reached down her front and into her panties, making tiny little circles over her clitoris that drove her wild. She knew she was getting very close to orgasm herself and tried to focus on the big tool that was thrusting down her throat, making breathing a challenge.

  Suddenly Steve stiffened, shoved himself all the way into Lisa’s throat and came with a shout. He was pumping load after load of warm goo into the young woman’s throat and watched with quiet satisfaction as she tried in vain to swallow it all before coughing and spluttering; spunk running out of her mouth and nose and completely wrecking her makeup. Eventually he finished and let her go, when she just slumped into his wife’s arms.

  Helen gave the breathless girl no more than half a minute to recover before pulling her to her feet. “Your turn!” she cried, dragging her into the lounge.

  Eric was still semi-comatose and watched through drowsy eyes as his landlady led his virtually naked girlfriend into the room and dumped her onto an armchair, before ripping her knickers off and diving between her thighs. He started to say something but couldn’t quite form the words so he just lay back and watched the show.

  Helen spread the girl’s legs as wide as she could on the armchair and knelt down to breath warm air on to the little blonde muff. “This is very cute,” she said, gently pulling on the little pubes,“but it needs to come off. You’ll be so much more appealing smooth.” As the teenager pondered that thought, the older woman slid her middle finger inside the very slippery twat and curled it upwards to rub against Lisa’s g spot.

  Lisa went wild. “Oh my God, that’s good,” she cried. Helen added another finger and started to saw in and out of the tight little pussy and Lisa showed her appreciation. Her moans and cries quickly filled the room. Bending her head, Helen replaced her fingers with her mouth and pushed her experienced tongue right up inside the hot little passage, licking out all of the excess juices and pushing Lisa up to another level of excitement.

  Lisa couldn’t believe what was happening to her. She had very little experience with men and she had just deep throated an older man; her landlord. She had certainly never even contemplated anything sexual with another woman. She just wasn’t attracted to her own sex and yet here she was with Mrs Marshall driving her insane with the things she was doing to her pussy. As Helen licked her out, she reached up to squeeze her right tit and used the finger tips on
her other hand to flick at her clit. That was enough to push Lisa over the edge and she came violently. “Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh fuck!” she cried as her hips bucked and her whole body shuddered.

  As her young lover came down, Helen smiled and crawled up on to the chair to cradle her in her arms. “How was that, sweetheart?” she purred.

  “It was just amazing,” gasped Lisa. “But I’m not a lesbian you know!”

  “Neither am I Lisa,” Helen laughed. “I’m a happily married woman, remember? But I’m also a hedonist and I take my pleasure where I feel like it,” she fondly kissed the top of the blonde head.

  Steve cleared his throat. “The taxi will be here in five minutes,” he said from the doorway, from where he had watched the whole show.

  “Right,” said Helen, kissing the young woman on the lips and helping her to her feet. “You need to sort yourself out then. Don’t worry about him,” she nodded towards Eric. “Steve will get him in the taxi.”

  Two minutes later, Lisa was dressed and Helen was helping her tidy up her make up. “Right then,” said the older woman. “I want you back here tomorrow, on your own and we’ll sort out exactly what our arrangement is going to be. Is four o’clock okay?”

  The sound of the taxi drawing up outside interrupted them for a moment and then Lisa kissed her landlady on the cheek. “I’ll be here,” she said, tipping Steve a cheeky wink before turning and walking out the door.

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