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As her hand moved aside with her bra, I stared in anticipation of what laid behind, and was not disappointed at all. The sight that was in front of me was beyond what I had imagined and fantasized all along. I was looking at Susan’s breasts in their natural state - no bra, no support, just her bare, unobstructed breasts…
They were very big indeed- there were no padded bras to provide any trickery here, so it’s the real thing. And she had the fairest complexion; the skin of her breasts were milky white and silky smooth, and those that would have a pinkish hue when the weather got too hot. And all that culminated in light brown areolas which were a little big, and inviting round nipples.
I must have spent some time staring at them, coz Susan suddenly said:
Susan: Do you like this better?
I blushed… And so did she!
Me: yes.. Yes… So much better.
Susan: I’m glad… I’ve not exposed my breasts to anyone for a long time. Especially not in a kitchen.
Me: I… can I… touch, please..?
Susan: Sweetie, you know I won’t mind. Go ahead…
I raised my hands to her breasts tentatively, and started touching the sides and front with my fingers. They were so nice and supple, and…. heavy! I found that out when I tried to lift them a little as I was touching. Susan let out a slight laugh. She looked like she was enjoying it. And that prompted me to plant both my palms on her bosom now. I squeezed gently, and played with her nipples between my thumb and my index finger part of the palm. Susan let out a soft moan, but was still looking seductively at me. I fondled her breasts more vigorously, paying attention to caress all parts of her breasts, pausing for short instances to play with her nipple. Her moaning and sighing became louder and that spurred me on!
I could not take it anymore soon after; I wanted so much more of that! So I lower my lips towards Susan’s breasts and looked at her tentatively, as if asking her consent. She nodded impatiently, obvious that she wanted it badly. Now it was my turn to tease…
I stuck out my tongue slightly as I approached her right nipple, as if ready to lick it…. Susan licked her lips in anticipation and closed her eyes, expecting contact to be made anytime now. But I stopped just short of it, and looked up at her again, maintaining that position. She must have felt something amiss, coz she suddenly opened her eyes again. And just as she looked down, I locked my lips around her areola and started sucking hard!! It was partly teasing on my part, but mostly it was the sexual urge that had built up all that while.
Susan let out a shriek as she was caught by surprise, followed by high pitched moaning which she tried to stifle using her left hand placed over her mouth. She started to breathe hard as she excitement overwhelmed her. The combination of her moans and breaths gave me further confirmation that I was on the right track. I continued using my left hand to support her right breast, but wrapped my right hand around her waist to bury my face deeper into her bosom. I worked my lips, tongue and my entire mouth trying to service as much of the breast as I could. I wanted to make sure that had tasted her entire right breast which I has yearned for for so long. It was only after I had done several laps on the right, that I finally moved on to the left breast to repeat the process. I paid extra attention to her delicate areola and nipples of course, as those areas drew the loudest moans and sighs. There were licks and kisses and smacks all the while coupled with her moans. Susan didn’t have the chance to say a word. Her initially fair white breasts had turned bright pink after my work on them.
Suddenly, Susan pushed me by my shoulders away from her. My mouth left her left breast with a loud smacking sound. She got off from her leaning position and took my hand, pulling me along she she made her way to the living room sofa. As we walked that short distance, I could already see her breasts swaying and bouncing about in their unsupported braless state. It was such a turn-on on a different level.
When we got there, she push me down onto the sofa, with my face facing upwards at her, and climbed on top of me. Her knees were on either side on my thighs, and she propped her hands on the sofa’s backrest. That position of hers effectively had her huge breasts now hanging like papayas right in front of my face! I saw the look in her eyes, which said,“Come on, don’t stop!”, and immediately went to work. It was slightly trickier as her breasts were now moving around and knocking into each other as I was working on them. I had to grab onto both breasts before I could get into the rhythm which I had before. Susan’s moaning and sighing started again. It was a whole new experience compared to the one from the kitchen just a while ago! I was living the dream! I had finally tasted both of Susan’s big breasts which I had wanted so badly!
Suddenly, the sound of footsteps. Both of us froze. It was the sound of Uncle climbing up the stairs outside! It was clearly recognizable because Uncle was an overweight man, so the footsteps were loud. Susan immediately got off me and ran to the kitchen, having to clutch at her breasts to keep them from bouncing too much! I did not see this in my sheer panic, but my guess was that they stilled bounced and jiggled no matter how hard she tried to prevent it. I still sat there dazed, both from the erotic session as well as from the shock and panic. But I did glance towards Susan’s direction and saw her putting on her bra and tank top. And just as I heard the jingle of keys, she was already out of the kitchen, holding that same glass of water she had before like nothing had happened! Uncle did not suspect a thing!!
To be continued…
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A few days had passed after that eventful day and everything was back to normal. Susan dressed like she used to, spoke to me like she used to, and treated me as if nothing had ever happened between us. I wasn’t sure whether this was again part of her teasing, or whether she was just pretending because Uncle was always around. In short, the usual routine was back in place - go to school, come back and study, dinner, more studies and bed. Rinse and repeat. Or so it seems. You see, there was no way things can be back to normal - at least for me. I couldn’t focus well in my studies, and my sleep was affected too. Almost each time I laid in bed and closed my eyes, images of Susan instantly appeared. Flashes of what I experienced with her that past weekend kept playing back in my mind. And the fact that we had been interrupted by Uncle in the middle of what could have been my first time in bed with Susan, made it worse! There was a sense of disappointment, emptiness, and to a certain extend, anger. I kind of blamed Uncle for ruining the perfect moment for me. Who knows what it would have led to had he not returned that early.
And by Thursday - yes, it had only been four days - I was feeling lethargic and tired. Even some of the lecturers noticed the change in my appearance during the tutorials. I felt and looked tired.
But luckily, Thursday was also the day that I only had two hours of lectures - 10 am till noon. I was looking forward to getting a good afternoon nap to recover a little, and maybe get some exercise when I woke. Fuck the assignments; I will leave that for night time. So I had a quick lunch at school, and headed back to relax.
Susan and Uncle were still at work when I got back, so I had the whole place to myself. Peace and quiet - perfect for an afternoon nap. Dropped all my stuff on the floor of my room, including my clothes and underwear, since I needed a shower first. I will sort that out after my nap, if I had the energy. Since there was no one around, I only had my towel around my waist, and headed to the bathroom at the back on the kitchen. Didn’t even bother to close the door.
The feeling of cool water running down my face and body on a hot afternoon felt great. I took my time with everything - from the shampooing to the soaping to the drying. The shower was more for me to relax and cool off before my nap more than then actual cleaning of myself. Must have spent almost half an hour in there, and tons of water. Mission accomplished, and I walked slowly back towards my room, satisfied.
But as I turned the corner from the dining room towards the living room (and my room beyond that), I got a froze - I saw Susan peering into my room, both hands on the door frame, with her back facing me! She was still in her work clothes so she must have just gotten home. But what was she doing home in this time of day?! Shouldn’t she still be at work? I must not have heard her enter the house due to the sound of the shower. And I only had my towel with me.
No point asking those questions now. I just stood there; it’s not like I could have gone anywhere in time anyway. Susan turned around, presumable to either go back to her room, or to the kitchen to fetch a drink. Then it was her turn to be surprised, when she saw me. I wondered if she would tell me off for not dressing up properly around the house. The last thing I needed was another lecture. But the look of startled surprise slowly turned to that of a pleasant surprise, because she was now smiling slightly. I also noticed that her eyes went from my head to my toes, and back up again. I instinctively said:
Me: Sorry, Susan. I didn’t know you and Uncle would be back so early. I thought there wasn’t anyone around, so I… I…
Susan: Walked around clad only in a towel?
She walked slowly towards me as she was saying that, right up to within hand’s reach of me. My face went red instantly, my breathing quickened, and I could feel my pulse in my brain!
Me: I didn’t mean to. I just wanted to… to shower…
Susan: Well you’re lucky it’s just me then. Uncle is not back yet. I am not sure how he would have reacted if he caught you waking around like that. In fact, you are very very lucky - he won’t be back till much later tonight.
Me: You mean… you don’t mind this, and… you won’t tell Uncle?
Susan: You should know that I don’t mind. But whether or not I will tell Uncle…
She let that statement hang there in mid-air. She smiled more when she saw my worried face. Then she raised her right hand to chest, and gently touched using only her fingers. My breathing got heavier. She circled her fingers around for a bit, and then raised her left had to join the action. Now she had both hands twirling on my chest, just shy of my nipples. Ever so slowly, they got closer and closer, till she was playing with them, gently. I let out a soft moan with my sigh. Susan looked pleased. Her hands then slowly went downwards towards my towel, searching for the edge, unrolling it so that it came loose. But halfway through, she stopped:
Susan: I think I want a better view.
So she took my hands, and led me to the sofa, waking backwards until she arrived there and sat herself down. I was still standing in front of her, but with her eye level now at my crotch area. Her hands deftly continued where they had left off, and my towel came dropping to the floor. Instinctively, I reached to cover my modesty but was prevented from doing so - Susan had caught my hands mid-air and moved them away to my sides again:
Susan: You don’t get to move your hands, unless I say so. Understand?
I nodded dumbly, looking down at her.
Susan: Besides, you already had all the fun last time. Now, it’s my turn…
Her gaze went back down to my crotch, and then I felt her hands sliding up my thighs, ending up at the side of my buttocks. She then turned me around to examine my backside, before cupping both her hands on my butt cheeks! It was as if she was a customer checking out a prostitute before paying the fee, and I was the male prostitute! She gave two right squeezes who drew a sharp moan from me, and turned me back to ‘face’ her:
Susan: Oooh, someone’s getting bigger, I see… Let me help a little…
With her left hand still at the side my my buttocks, she used her right to gently grasp my cock and gave it several rubs. It got harder and harder with each rub. Susan then pulled back gently on the foreskin to reveal my entire cock, as if she was taking off the last piece of wrapping paper from a present - the anticipation and satisfaction clearly showed on her face.
To be continued…
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Susan kept her right hand on my shaft, gently stroking the lower half with her fingers. At the same time, I saw her tongue exit her mouth and her head moving closer to my crotch. It was like an electric shock when her tongue made contact with the tip of my penis. But she continued doing slight licks and a little twirling to explore the smooth surface that was my penis head. When she was satisfied that it was nice enough to proceed, she suddenly cupped her lips around my penis head and engulfed it, moving slowly further down towards the shaft. Her hand stopped with the stroking and settled at the base, flattening down my pubic hair so that it would not interfere with her oral progress. I felt my cock being treated with warm, moist attention, radiating slowly till it reached the base. I took in a long breath of air through my mouth as she did that, and realised that she had me entirely in her mouth! The feeling was amazing and overwhelming! I stated to moan, and my legs became weak! I had to adjust my stance slightly, but not wanting to disrupt what Susan had going on. And just as slowly, she pulled out still her lips reached the head, and in it went again. I couldn’t help it by started to moan softly. And this spurred her on.
There was no doubt of her experience and technique as she was taking it slow, confident of what she was doing; she was enjoying it as much as I was deeply intoxicated by it. After the first few strokes, her momentum built up until there was a steady rhythm to her sucking, followed by the wet sounds which accompanied such action. Just when I was falling into the rhythm, she suddenly stopped when she had my entire cock inside her mouth. Then the real magic began - she must have been moving the base of her tongue or the back of her throat, because I felt an intense pleasure at the head of cock, even though she appeared to be motionless. Her hands we also tightly cupping my butt cheeks, pushing inward towards her. There was also a soft gagging sound which escaped her mouth when she was doing this. And just as suddenly as she had done this, she withdrew and caught her breath. It had only been for 2, 3 seconds at most but the feeling was oh so intense! I drew another long satisfied moan, as I saw my cock dripping wet, and Susan looking straight up at me.
Susan: I can’t take it anymore… I want to make love!
As she said this, she once again placed her hands at my hips, and guided me to sit on the sofa. My wobbly legs did nothing to resist, and I plonked onto the sofa clumsily with my hard-on in mid-air. Susan stood up in front of me, and now it was my turn to be at eye-level with her crotch area. She bent down slightly to reach the hem of her skirt, and tugged it all the way up till it was in a jumble above her hips. I was now staring at her pearl-coloured panties. They looked like they were made of satin or silk. But more prominently, there was a dark, moist patch down the middle. I could see the faint outline of her pubes for a brief moment…. And the next second, I was looking at the real thing; she had pulled down her panties and let it fall down to her feet, just like the other day in my room.
Susan, without hesitation, climbed on top of me, with her thighs spread on either side of mine and reaching for my cock with her right hand as she did so. Her left was used to support herself by holding onto my shoulder. I felt my erection nuzzled somewhere into bush, slowly but surely entering the sweet warm folds of her vagina. My sensitive penis head felt every moment of it - the initial slight resistance, followed by the intense feeling as it was squeezing through, and finally then the slippery entrance once it had entered. Susan slowly lowered herself onto me while letting out a long and satisfied moan-sigh. When she was sure that I was completely inside, she started gently grinding me, moving in a back-and-forth direction.
I savoured the feeling the moment my cock touched her pussy. The feeling I experienced when I was fully inside Susan was hard to describe. And as she started in the back-and-forth motion, the feeling intensified further as I felt my cock exploring different regions inside Susan. I couldn’t help my started moaning quietly. Clearly sending that she was doing the right thing, Susan increased her pace while placing her hands on my chest for support. It was a fantasy come true for me. I was actually having sex with my landlady! It was in the middle of a weekday afternoon, I was completely naked, and we were both screwing in the living room of Susan’s home! Then the stark contrast suddenly hit me - I was totally naked while Susan was still fully clothed! Well technically, she had only taken off her panties, so it seemed like she was still fully clothed.
So my hands instinctively reached up towards the middle of her work blouse, hoping to unbutton it. But before I could even get started, Susan caught both my hands and firmly planted them to the backrest of the sofa, one on either side! The position I was in then was as if I was having a lap dance at the strip club! She was obviously up to her teasing again. Either that or she didn’t want any other distractions from the pleasure at hand. She then repositioned her hands back on my chest, and switched from the grinding motion, to the conventional up-down humping motion. This effectively started making a thumping sound in the stillness of the hot Thursday afternoon. It was a whole new sensation of pleasure!
The weather was on my side too. It was fiercely hot outside, with only a gentle breeze from time to time. This obviously got to Susan as beads of sweat started to form on her forehead and neck. It got too much for her to take, being still fully clad in office attire and she had no choice but to unbutton her blouse herself! Button after button, this process slowly revealed her deep blue bra and sexy bouncing cleavage to me. The sight further heightened my arousal and made the humping all the more intense. But she didn’t take the blouse all the say off. She merely let it fall off her shoulders and it slid down just hanging off her elbows. I would see sweat trickling down between her breasts as the love-making went on. It was too inviting for my hands to just lay there on the sofa backrest. I reached for a second try towards her breasts, and this time, Susan should not stop me in time due to the restraints caused by her blouse around her forearms. My hands cupped her breasts over the bra, and gave a nice long squeeze. As if admitting defeat, Susan stopped her humping, placed her hands on my knees behind her and settled into the grinding motion she had earlier. This transition also meant that her chest was now thrusted outwards towards me! I took the opportunity to slip off her bra straps with by slipping my palms under them, and sliding them sideways off her shoulders. This was followed by a quick gentle tug downwards at the cups, and instantly, her huge breasts were revealed to me! Not wasting another second, my hands went from her now inside-out bra up to her breasts, and gave her multiple good long squeezes.
All these proved too much to bear, as I felt the irrefutable urge building up rapidly. I had no choice but to mutter out:
Me: I… I think I’m going to come!
Susan: It’s okay, darling. Just a little while more…. Just, ah…. Hold on a bit for me, darling!
I tried the best I could to hold on, to prevent myself from ejaculating inside her, but it was a losing battle. There was no stopping it!
And just as it seemed it was too late, Susan got off me, and immediately settled into a kneel between my legs. She amazingly had her right hand on my cock at that same instant and started jerking me off. Her face was a look of enthusiasm and anticipation, fully transfixed on the top of my erection. In no time, my cum came spurting out in huge rhythmic flows as I let out a loud satisfying growl of a moan. The warm sticky liquid flowed down the head of my penis, down her hand which was still milking me on, and onto my public hair.
When at last it seems that the eruption was over, Susan too stopped her milking. She deftly swept her hand upward, scooping as much of the cum as possible, and went to grab the tissue box nearby. I just laid there, too spent to move an inch, while Susan cleaned me up as best she could. I just admired her beautiful breasts while the did her job:
Susan: That was amazing, honey… I never thought that I was ever going to have your young cock!
I just remained there motionless, still breathing heavily.
Susan: I hope I didn’t scare you, did I?
Me: Oh… No… not at all.
Susan: Good. You enjoyed it?
Me: So much….
Susan: I’m glad… Almost done here. Just have some rest here if you want. I will go wash up.
I saw Susan’s breasts jiggle and sway as she rose up, clutching her bra with one hand, holding on to the huge wad of tissue with the other. She gave me one of her wide smiles, before moving off to her bedroom.
Being totally spent that hot afternoon, I slowly drifted to sleep…
To be continued…
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Afraid not, bro. This happened more than 10 years ago. I broke up with her after being with her for close to 5 years though. It was a clean break so I don’t keep in touch anymore. There was more than enough touching during that time.
Sorry for the long delay, guys. Here’s the story continued…
When I woke up, the sky was an orangey-purple colour and it was much less hot. It was already evening. I struggled to keep my eyes open and looked around the living room. Susan wasn’t around, and I was still stark naked on the sofa. My instant reaction was to reach down to grab the towel which dropped to the floor when Susan stripped me a while ago. But to my horror, it was no longer there! She must have taken it to wash or dry somewhere.
I quickly got up and stumbled to my bedroom. And as I walked past the master bedroom, I realized that it was closed. Susan must have gone out while I was asleep. This was confirmed when I gave the doorknob a quick twist and found it locked. I can’t believe she left me sleeping naked in the living room just like that; what if Uncle had come home then?! I was a little pissed at Susan for that. I continued on to my room, got another towel and went for a quick shower to clean up. Soon, I was back on my bed, still too tired, so much so that I didn’t even bother to put anything on, and dozed off again.
I felt a slight tickle on my buttocks, as if someone was running her fingers lightly across my right butt cheek (I was lying face down on my bed), and wasn’t sure if I was dreaming or not. I turned around and to my surprise found Susan sitting at the foot of my bed, caressing my exposed buttocks while smiling slightly. I suddenly felt vulnerable and shy. Her glance switched from my buttocks to meet my eyes…
Susan: Did you have a good nap?
Me: Huh? I…
Susan: You must be so tired to have have fallen asleep on the sofa. Poor thing!
Her hand was still caressing my buttocks, now with her palm joining the fun, complete with soft squeezes here and there.
Me: Ah… Yes… I… Why did you let me sleep there? I… fidn’t have any clothes on…
Susan: Oh, you were sleeping so soundly that I couldn’t bear to wake you up. Besides, it was so hot just now so it I thought it was better if you just slept without your clothes. I didn’t mind it… (chuckle)
Me: But what if Uncle had come home?! Weren’t you worried that he might have caught me, and more importantly, us?!
Susan: Oh you don’t have to worry about Uncle, silly! Didn’t I tell you that he won’t be back till much later tonight? You can trust me…
The anger that was building up earlier subsided just like that. Susan’s fondling of my buttocks also made it hard to stay mad at her.
Me: Oh, I guess… I guess I was just worried that… that Uncle might…
Susan: Say no more. I fully understand how you must have felt. Well let me prove it to you if that makes you feel better.
I was puzzled by what she meant, especially when she reached for my hand to guide me off my bed. I stood up awkwardly, holding her hand, when I again realize I was still naked.
Susan: Come, follow me, sweetie.
I was still as puzzled but followed her dumbly nonetheless. As we walked past the living room to the kitchen, I saw that she had dressed up in a sleeveless white blouse and a red flare skirt. Her bra straps were showing slightly at the sides. I also saw that she had bought dinner, which was on the table.
Me: Where… where are we going?
Susan: Don’t worry. Just follow me.
She guided me to sit down at one of the dining chairs, which was turned around to face in her direction. The cold surface jolted me a bit and made me more awake. I stared at Susan standing right in front of me; her breasts at my eye level.
Susan: I told you it is totally safe to be naked….
With that, Susan started unbuttoning her blouse, and let it drop on the floor behind her. Her bra followed; she did all of this slowly, teasingly, with a cheeky smile on her face. Her white floral bra followed, and she bent down to remove both her skirt and panties at the same time. This action brought her hanging breasts within inches from my face. Then she stood upright again and placed both her hands on her hips.
Susan: See? Now I am naked just like you…
Before I could respond, she started to kneel down in front of me, one hand using my knee as support, the other reaching for my penis.
Susan: If that is not enough…
She went down and started working her mouth on my almost erect member, giving it a good thorough sucking from tip to base. From a slow steady pace, she increased it both in rhythm and intensity of her sucks. Soon, my penis was fully hard and wet with her saliva. She did the deep throat service again which made the enjoyment all the more intense. I found the courage to place my left hand behind her head and gave a slight push, drilling my erection deeper into her throat. Susan did not flinch and took it all with the calm and experience of a true giver. After a few seconds, she finally got my cock out:
Susan: You naughty boy. You like that, don’t you?
I just nodded, speechless.
She went down again to deepthroat me in the same manner. And when she came back up, she stood up again in front of me.
Susan: What would you like to do next?
Me: I… I want your breasts!
Susan smiled knowingly and leaned forward, placing both her hands on the back rest of the diving chair. This effectively meant that her breasts were hanging down towards me, and pushed close together by her arms. I didn’t waste a second and started grabbing at them to lick and suck, starting immediately with her nipples. Susan moaned softly with satisfaction, and so did I. My hands them roamed from grabbing her breasts, down to her buttocks for more squeezes, and one of them finally further down to between her legs. She spread them slightly without me asking, so that I had access to her lovely warm and moist pussy. My middle finger slipped in; Susan’s moans grew louder. And then a second finger went in, making moist sounds as I fingered her more intensely. I was servicing her breasts, her buttocks and her pussy all at the same time. And we were doing that right there in the middle of her kitchen. One more thing to complete it - Susan reached down with one hand to stroke my cock, making sure that it was still hard and moist. Then using the same hand, she pulled my fingers out of her pussy, and guided herself to sit on top of me. I instinctively held my erect penis to receive her, slipped in with a satisfying moan. My mouth never left her breasts all this while; in fact, it was Susan who kept her breasts firmly planted against my face. She fucked me while moaning loudly:
Susan: Oh god, this is so, so good! Oh my gosh!
I, on the other hand, only managed muffled moans and was at the risk of suffocation from her huge melons squashed against my face. Both hands were now at her butt squeezing furiously.
It was a good thing that we had just fucked a couple of hours before, because I found that I was able to last longer this time. I wanted a change, so I managed to pushed her back a bit:
Me: Get up. Let’s fuck at the counter.
Susan obeyed my instructions obediently and got off me. She automatically propped her elbows facing the counter, and arched her back, pointing her buttocks up towards me. My cock found the entrance after slipping around a little bit, and soon I was pounding her from behind while my hands were grabbing her massive tits.
Susan: Oh, that is … so… good!! Don’t stop… Don’t stop! Ahhhh!
Even though I was able to hold it longer, eventually the inevitable had to happen. I felt it building up inside:
Me: I am going… to cum… soon!
Susan: Just a bit more… a bit more!
I pumped her a last few times and had to withdraw as I knew U couldn’t delay the explosion any longer. Susan spun around after a final moan, knelt down, and wrapped her lips around my cock. I ejaculated inside her mouth while she stroked my cock to ensure that she milked me dry. The feeling was intense as ever, and I could really feel Susan just savouring everything that was pouring out of me.
When things cooled down, and she was sure that she had every last drop out, Susan got to her feet. She had one last surprise for me - she swallowed everything!
Then she smiled cheekily at me:
Susan: Now do you believe there’s nothing to worry about?
The double experience I had that day was a lot for my mind and body to register. I was still partly in disbelief that my married landlady which I had fantasized about had initiated sex with me not once, but twice that day. I could only watch her as she gracefully started to pick up her underwear and clothes and put them on. She was still smiling seductively at me when she was hooking in her bra. Her breasts looked as sexy in it as it was without.
My legs were wobbly, and all my energy had been spent again. But I somehow made it to the bathroom to wash up, and Susan was stood by the open door to watch. She was even sweet enough to fetch me my towel when I was done. It was as if she was my loving wife attending to me at the end of a long, tiring day!
I had a strong feeling there was much more to come…
Uncle did get home late that night, and I was thinking to myself - if all of that could happen when he was gone for just a day, what would it be like if he was away for the night?! I had a bit of trouble getting to sleep at first, thinking about what I had done with Susan that day. It had progressed rather quickly with her, although it started with the peeping and the fantasizing at first. But soon, the tiredness got to me and I went to sleep soundly.
Over the next few days, Susan got into her ’normal mode’ again. She acted as if nothing had happened, because Uncle was around all the time - he got home before she did; he was at home during the weekend; and they went out and came back together. I was a little disappointed and honestly, a little angry with Susan for treating me that way. It felt like she was just using me when her husband was away. Them again, the sessions which we had was so mind-blowing and erotic that it made me want her more than ever! So I decided to show her what she was missing (at least for those few days).
Susan usually collected rent from me at night, and it was always on the same date of each month. So on the night she was supposed to collect my rent, I purposely started working out in my room, clad only in my gym shorts - no t-shirt, no underwear. Dumbbell curls, flys, push-ups, sit-ups and leg lifts. Got the muscles pumped and a good sweat going on, with the occasionally glimpse at the mirror; I was looking pretty good, if I could say so. I was almost done with my routine, when the familiar ‘knock knock’ sounded on my bedroom door. I went to answer it, breath heavy and sweat dripping.
Me: Time for rent, right?
Susan: Why yes…oh my…
Susan stopped in mid-sentence, glancing at my body from chest to toe. There was a bit of surprise on her face, but it was clear that she liked what she saw.
Susan: Oh, look at you. You’re sweating to much! Why don’t you dry up first? I can come back a bit later.
Me: oh no problem. I’ll just get it for you now. Give me a second.
With that, I turned to retrieve my wallet from the bag, which was on the floor. In the process, I bent down and arched my butt purposely, letting her have a nice full view of it. The smooth material of my shorts helped accentuate the curve.
My wallet was right there where I usually keep it, but I pretended to be looking for it, twisting my butt from side to side. I felt an exhilarating rush through me as I couldn’t believe that I was actually trying to seduce my landlady, despite already having had sex with her!! I just had to be sure that it was working though. Or else, it could be just wishful thinking on my part.
But my doubt was cleared when I heard the click of my bedroom door being closed discreetly. I stood back up to have a look; Susan was already standing in my room, leaning against the closed bedroom door. She had that smile on her again…