The Landlord

The Landlord

Tina was attending to her garden the first time she saw him. He had no shirt and was mowing the lawn. His wife was yelling from her balcony at him, something about the garbage not being out. I was wearing a black tanktop that showed up my rather larger tits and these grey shorts that I love so much. I was removing all the weeds from my garden as this scene between him and his wife was going on. He saw me then, and he winked at me and waved. I knew of him, but hadn't met him. I had signed my lease with his wife. Here he was mowing his lawn, looking a lot more delicious than I had anticipated. You see when I had signed my lease; I had been sitting in his dining room, the room surrounded with pictures of him, his wife and his two older children. I had noticed him then, a nice looking man for his age. Dark eyes, darker features, a nice tan and a great smile, his wife had seem decent enough.

When he got closer to the fence separating us, he stopped the mower and introduced himself properly. "Hi there, I am Stefan" he said putting his rather toned hand over the fence reaching for mine. Since I had been on my knees tending to the garden, when I got up, I was a little wobbly and had to reach for the fence before taking his hand with the other, and I don't know how I managed to look like an idiot, but my legs seemed a bit asleep and I started to fall towards the fence, luckily he reached with his other hand, and quickly grabbed my other arm to stabilized me. "Thanks" I said blushing, I was a bit embarrassed.

"No worries, I like helping a woman off her knees" he said then, he gazed into my eyes as he said it; there seem to be some double meaning into it. "Right" I said, pulling away regaining my composure. "I'm Tina, by the way, your new tenant" I said then. "Yes, I know I saw the movers with the boxes the other day, and well I saw you carry in some boxes from the window." He said explaining himself. His arm had a motorcycle on it with the route 66 logo on it. "You like to ride?" I asked him pointing to his tattoo. He pointed to a corner of the yard, where his motorcycle was parked. "Yeah, it's been a new hobby of mine for a few years now" he said. "Your tattoo is gorgeous, and just so you know, I've never been on one of those things." I said then. I found myself feeling very flirty even though I was well aware that he was married with kids. "Well, my wife is going away on a business trip next week, maybe I can give you a small ride and break your motorcycle virginity" he said with a smirk.

I flashed him a small smile, "I don't know if that's a good idea, with your wife and all." "Nonsense, she won't be around and it will be just for a few minutes, and I'll be alone all week, I'll come and find you when I have a few minutes." I simply nodded as he started his mower and moved on. I quickly finished weeding the garden before heading inside. He was very attractive and a bit cocky. He smelled wonderful as well. I daydreamed about him as I started washing my dishes. By the time, I was done, I had gone to my bedroom and stripped naked before getting into my bed. I pinched my nipples and snuck a hand down to my pussy. I was already soaked, my pussy lips engorged and very willing. A few strokes of my clit sent me completely over the edge.

The next few days would be difficult; I would need many distractions, in order to not get myself into trouble. I wondered if I was his type, even though he was married. I wondered about how his lips and teeth would feel licking, biting my nipples. I wondered how his fingers and his cock would feel inside my hot pussy. I was so worked up over nothing. Every time, I saw him in the yard or the parking lot I could feel my skin tingling, wanting him, wanting him because it would be really wrong for me to have him considering he was married. It wasn't for a few days later, when he came knocking on my door. I answered the door and he came inside. "Beautiful day, feel like a ride?" he said examining me. I was wearing a summer dress, no bra and a thong not that he could see it through the dress. "Yeah sure, I should change though, not really riding clothing" I said tugging at my dress. "Take your time" he said sitting down on my couch. "Okay then, I'll go change, help yourself, there's soda or water if you like in the fridge" I said walking towards my room. "Thanks" he said while I was walking away. In my room, I searched my drawers for some jeans and a t-shirt; I had already pulled the dress over my body and tossed it on a chair in the corner.

The door creaked open and there was Stefan. I covered my tits with my arm with surprise. "I don't think you really want to ride" he said then, coming in. "Of course I do" I said smiled but not shocked at what he was insinuating. "I think you want to ride me" he said pulling my arm off my tits, and I let him. I didn't move and I wasn't sure what to say. "Maybe" I said, I knew he was cocky. "Not maybe, I know I saw how you looked at me" he said coming closer, and I should say that you forgot to close your blinds the other day. I suddenly realized what he was getting at, the other day when I met him; I had gone to my room to satisfy myself, not realizing I hadn't closed the blinds. "Did I get you hot and horny?" he said. All I could do was nod. My fingers had found his arm, trailing the famous tattoo. He came closer then, kissing me softly on the lips. Our tongues quickly found each other, his body pressed against mine.

I pulled away for a second "I still want to ride your motorcycle though" and then kissed him again as he mumbled "Sure." His kisses were passionate and found his hand cupping my ass. He pushed me against the bed and climbed on top of me fully clothed, while I still had my g-string. His entire body pressed me down into the mattress, the smell of him was intoxicating. I felt my pussy dripping wet. Waiting for his touch that didn't seem to come, I pushed his hand down, and he pulled it back up. He pulled and handkerchief out of his pocket and grabbed my hands and tied them together. "I have a feeling you like things your way, But I'm in charge today and you're going to beg me when I'm done with you." He climbed off of me and pulled off his t-shirt, and his jeans and everything else he was wearing until he had nothing on. He had a few tattoos; he was tanned, dark and very handsome for his age. I felt very aware of my pale white skin and my flabby midsection. "You should know my wife knows I'm here, she rented to you because she knew you were my type." He said then.

He was climbing on top of me, and since my hands were tied, I couldn't really move. His fingers grazed my shoulders; he ran his hands down my arms. "You see, I get to do what I want, with whom I want because I pay the bills and she gets to stay home, but if she wants to keep staying home, she lets me have some fun with whoever I please, as long as I always come back" he said, as both his hands had found my tits. He squeezed them both hard; I could feel my pussy juices leaking down my legs. I was really turned on. He slapped them and then proceeded to bring his mouth to each one before giving them both some attention with his mouth. His mouth felt hot on my nipples and his tongue flickered on each of my nipples, it was when he bit on them gently that I began to squirm. "She doesn't turn me on anymore, you know" he said pulling away "I like my woman a little chubbier, fuller like you" he said then as his hands rubbed my navel and my stomach. I parted my legs. "Hmm I think, I know what you want." He said pushing a finger down my slit. "Please" I said to him. He pulled his finger out.

"Don't beg, don't say a word, every time you speak, I will stop what I'm doing, remember I'm in charge" he said. I nodded, making sure not speak. "That includes, making any kind of noise, try to keep silent" he said. That would prove to be very difficult, because he plunged his finger back in, as he positioned himself between my legs. "I saw you checking me out, watching me, is this what you've been dreaming about" he said shoving his face into my pussy. His nose grazed my button, I tried to not make a sound, but I let out a small whimper. He immediately stopped what he was doing. "Tina, the rules" he said but he was smiling. I nodded as he dove back in, this time I shut my eyes and just concentrated on the sensation of his tongue and fingers that were playing havoc on my pussy.

I was drenched and all I wanted was to cry out, but Listened to the sounds of his slurping and of his fingers making slurping noises as they were pushed inside of me. He was really good at what he was doing, just the right amount of pressure. He then surprised me, by lifting me up a bit, and swirling his tongue against my anus. One of the fingers used in my pussy pushed against my small sphincter and soon he pushed it inside, I cried out, but he didn't stop. Instead, he began fucking my pussy and my ass at the same time with his fingers. His mouth sucked on my clit as he did so. I screamed out and came on his face, gushing as I did. He turned me over and slapped my ass hard, "this is for the noise." The bad thing was, is that I loved being spanked. He untied my hands, and put them on his cock. "Your turn" he said grinning lying on the bed. I licked my lips, I was already so horny. I knew he wanted me to blow him, but instead I got right on his cock and buried his cock inside my pussy. "That's not what I said" he said. "I will but this can't wait." I said pulling off of him and then slamming back down completely. He groaned as I did. I did this multiple times before getting a rhythm going of me, riding his cock. He turned me over and slipped in behind me. His arms wrapped around me as we were both lying down side to side with my back towards him. His cock slipped back in. He fucked me slow; he lifted one of my legs as he did so. His hands found my tits and cupped them as he kissed my neck and ear lobes. "Hmmm Stefan" was all I could muster. He picked up the pace at his name; he reached between my legs as he fucked me and processed to rub little circles on my clit. I no longer had any control of my body and came instantly.

He was still very hard, and I pulled myself down on the bed, to take his cock with both of my hands. One hand cupped his balls, the other wrapped around his shaft, and my lips and tongue began to lick the very tip of his cock. I looked up at him to see his eyes closed. I stroked his cock harder, and buried his cock deep inside my mouth, gagging a little as I pushed him back into my throat. It was salty and delicious, my saliva mixing with both our cums. I felt him twitch a little, so I increased the speed to what I was doing. I felt him tense, before he started to cum. I drank as much as I could, some of it spilling out of my mouth as he did so. He seemed spent, he didn't move. "That felt amazing" he said. We both lay down on my bed, not moving. Both of us, slightly out of breath and still very turned on. We both knew there would be more fun coming.