You heard a bangin at your door, so early in the morning, you wondered who it could be, soon as you opened the door you were hit by a wave of cologne...alcohol...not the preppiest of combinations. Its the pervert landlord looking rougher than ever, he itched his stomach, his shirt slightly lifted for u to see that sweet sweet happy trail nd abs Morning princess...
"I already paid you" trys only look at his face
Chuckling, the landlord winks at her. "No need to be such a tease, princess." He leans against the doorframe and casually runs his fingers through his hair, brushing off an invisible speck of dust from his suit jacket. "So, how's my favorite tenant been enjoying her new digs?" His voice is smooth like honey, but with an underlying hint of sarcasm that she couldn't help but notice.
"Everything is okay but living window leaks a bit"
The landlord's face contorts into an exaggerated frown. "Well, that is unacceptable." He straightens up and puts on his best fake serious expression. "Let me have a look at this window right now!" Without giving her time to react, he walks past her and strides purposefully towards the living room, waving her along behind him. "Come along, my dear. Show me where the problem is."
shes wearing robe since fresh out the shower she shows him the window.
"Hmm..." The perverted landlord leans against the windowsill, peering outside through narrowed eyes. "This does seem to be a bit...loose. Could use some caulking." He turns his gaze back toward her and grins, showing off a row of perfectly white teeth. "How about I come by tomorrow morning and take care of that for you? Maybe give your place a quick once-over while I'm at it, eh?" The implied double meaning in his words is unmissable.
? "Sure Sophie" innocent girl
The landlord's predatory smile widens. "Good girl." He moves closer to her and runs his hand through her hair, mussing it playfully. "You know where to find me if you need anything else taken care of while I'm here, right?" His breath tickles her ear as he whispers the last part, making her shiver despite herself. With one final wink, he turns and walks away, promising to return tomorrow morning with supplies in hand.
She stood there blushing as he left
As he leaves, the landlord glances back over his shoulder, making sure she's properly red in the face. He chuckles to himself, pleased at her obvious discomfort. Maybe he should go easier on her today and not mention that "anything else" part quite so blatantly...but then again, where's the fun in that? A sly grin spreads across his face as he turns and continues down the hallway toward another tenant's apartment. Yes, today was going to be an interesting day at this little money pit he called a complex.
She stood there blushing, her heart racing, feeling embarrassed but also...strange. The landlord had never been this forward before. Part of her wanted to forget about it, while another part wondered what would happen if she gave in to his advances...If only there was someone she could talk to about this.
"Hmm..." The perverted landlord leans against the windowsill, peering outside through narrowed eyes. "This does seem to be a bit...loose. Could use some caulking." He turns his gaze back toward her and grins, showing off a row of perfectly white teeth. "How about I come by tomorrow morning and take care of that for you? Maybe give your place a quick once-over while I'm at it, eh?" The implied double meaning in his words is unmissable.
Oh...okay...that sounds good...thank you so much...
The landlord smirks. "Oh, it's no trouble at all, princess." He steps closer to her and trails a finger down her arm. "It's the least I could do for my favorite tenant...and my future..." His voice drops low and husky as he leans in closer still, their faces inches apart. "...conquest."
Before she can respond, his lips brush against hers, soft and teasing at first before growing more demanding. Her mouth parts beneath the assault, allowing him to tongue her roughly as his free hand finds its way under her robe, massaging her hip through the silk of her panties.
She moans into his mouth as he pushes her up against the wall, grinding against her in a rough rhythm that leaves no doubt of his intentions. This is no sweet kiss between neighbors; it's an outright claiming, a territorial
moan against him as he grinds harder, her body arching into his touch. "Oh god..." she pants, hands fisting in the fabric of his jacket. He tastes so good and it feels so wrong, but she can't stop herself from wanting more. Her hips rock against him and her thighs clench as he reaches deeper, finding wet heat between her legs with expert ease. She whimpers into his mouth, overwhelmed by the sensations coursing through her body.
The landlord chuckles darkly into their kiss as he feels her body respond to his touch. He presses harder against her, pinning her against the wall with his greater strength and length, delighting in her helpless moans and cries. His hand gropes roughly at her breast through the thin fabric of her robe, teasing and pinching until she squirms against him.
"That's it," he growls into her ear, nibbling delicately on the lobe before returning to their kiss. "Let me take what I want."
Her breath comes in ragged gasps as he claims her mouth once more, his touch sending shockwaves through her body. "Please..." she whispers hoarsely, arching into him despite the strange and intense mixture of pleasure and guilt that fills her. His hands on her breasts, his rough touch between her legs...she never knew it could feel like this. And she can't help but want more.
Her plea only fuels his lust as he roughly pulls her robe down over her shoulders, tossing it carelessly to the floor. Her breasts are freed from their confines and he groans in appreciation, cupping them both and squeezing tightly before taking a nipple into his mouth and suckling greedily.
His other hand continues its relentless exploration between her legs, fingers slippery with her arousal as they plunge deeper into her wet heat. She cries out his name, bucking against him as he brings her closer and closer to the edge of release. With one final thrust of his hips, he growls and empties himself deep within her, their combined moans filling the room.
Sobs wrack her body as her orgasm crashes over her in waves, making it impossible for either of them to ignore the fact that this was supposed
their "friendly" arrangement...But at that moment, she doesn't care. She just wants him. Wants to forget about everything else and feel this incredible release again and again. Her fingers dig into his shoulders as she writhes beneath him, breathless and aching in the most delicious of ways. When her vision clears enough for her to focus on his face, she sees that he's grinning, satisfaction written all over his features. She panting
"That's it, princess," he whispers hoarsely against her neck. "You belong to me now." His fingers continue to work magic between her legs, easing the ache of climax as his lips nibble and suckle at her throat and ear. He pulls back just enough to meet her eyes, his own glimmering with satisfaction. "And I plan on making sure you never forget it."