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Back a few years ago I lived with a woman who I met in college. We lived in a pretty run down 4 unit apartment building. The owner of the building was very old and lived in the apartment next door to us with his daughter, who was very quiet and somewhat socially awkward. I think in the two years we lived there I only even saw the dad a couple of times. The younger daughter basically ran the place. My girlfriend really despised her since they were always haggling over rent and repairs. One evening I came home from school and work and was annoyed that the owners daughter who Ill call V, had parked in a strange way directly in front of our unit's window which made it horribly hard to pull into the other empty spots. I didnt think anything of it but noticed over time it was becoming a usual thing. Due to the age of the building and the poor construction the walls of our unit were horribly thin. It wasnt an issue until a woman moved into the unit above us and I occasionally heard her having sex in the early hours of the morning. The owner of the building and his daughter V next door never had ANYONE and were always dead silent. I always left later in the morning after my girlfriend and one morning as I was drying off just out of the shower, I noticed in the reflection of the bathroom mirror the neighbor woman V walking past our bedroom window to her car which she had started parking outside our window. I quickly covered up. I knew that this woman didnt work since she lived off of the money they were making on rent but noticed nearly every time I was getting ready, she was either getting into her car or retrieving something out of her car? One weekend morning going out to pick up coffee for us the landlords car wasnt parked in front of our window as I walked to my car. I noticed with the blinds turned the way that we always did them to keep the desert sun out, you could see directly into our bedroom since it was slightly elevated from the parking lot level! I immediately wondered how many times the landlady might have seen in? Not long after my GF wasnt feeling well but we needed to drop off a rent check so I was sent next door with the envelope. It was a little late and so I softly knocked on the door and was about to slip the check under the door when all of the sudden it opened. The landlady was nice enough and actually made some small talk and I left. A few nights later while GF was out working, there was a knock at the door and it was the landlady asking if I could help her move something heavy since her dad was too old to do it. I followed her next door and she had a heavy box in her room that she wanted help carrying upstairs to the storage room. As I entered I made a comment regarding it being the exact layout as our unit, except backward. To my surprise V said yes our bedrooms backed up to each other and shared a common wall which the headboards of the beds sat against. I immediately felt embarrassed and to my surprise V said the due to the layout it sounded like my GF and I were "very happy together"! I stammered out a sorry, but she smiled and said, 'its not a problem at all"? I left and thought that comment was weird? A couple weeks later while in the shower one morning, I hears my GF come into the apartment while I was showering, we always left the doors open since it was in the desert southwest and was really hot most of the time. As I was drying off I yelled something to my GF, but the landlady answered saying she was the only one there and needed to check on something that my GF had reported to be broken in the kitchen!! She stood in the bedroom doorway and said she yelled when she entered but I must not have hears her! That creeped me out so much that my GF and I moved out shortly after that! I think back to that time and wonder how many times the landlady next door listened to my GF and I have sex, which we were young and was often!
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Hubby and I lived in rented accommodation for 6 months waiting to move house. Landlord would make visits unexpectedly during the daytime. Always had some excuse for coming round. He was very flirty and would tell me how good I looked. Hubby and I decided to set up a little show for him. Story is on here. Its called the landlord's tale.
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Sorry. It was planned exhibition that worked like a dream. Enjoy.
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I was taking an Eng. Lit. class one semester. The instructor/grad student overheard me mention to a classmate that I needed a new place to live right away. She owned a small (4-unit) rooming house and told me that she had one unit available due to someone backing out at the last minute. I went back to see it with her and took her up on it. Nice place - suited my needs - fair price.
She lived in the upstairs unit across from mine. She was a nice gal and we became friends. It started out having a glass of wine after classes occasionally then progressed to regularly and sharing a J, then ate dinner a couple times a week together. You could feel it in the air something good was going to cum of it. One evening we were having a glass of wine after sharing a J. She excused herself and went into the bathroom. A couple minutes later she returned dressed in see-thru lingerie. She sat on my lap and said she thought it was time we moved our relationship to a higher level. And Oh Boy did we. She was very good sex partner. She did lay the ground rule out that she expected me to pay full rent on time as she could not make the mortgage without it. I must have done something right as I got an A in the class. I ended up living there for the rest of the year. The folks living downstairs made a couple off-handed comments regarding my relationship with her. She was kind of vocal in bed. |
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Back in the 70s, we used to visit friends in Ben Lomond, CA (near San Jose). Big house on a steep hill. Lots of bedrooms occupied by various hippie renters, owned by a resident Astronomer. Most time we didn't have to sleep on the the floor, because one of the renters (a cute Asian girl) would be sleeping with the landlord, so we could sleep in her room.
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When I was about 30, the company I worked for decided to have me open an office in London. I packed all my stuff, vacated my apartment, sold my car and was ready to relocate when there was a hitch of some kind with my work visa? I had been living with my girlfriend temporarily, but one night a friend of mine came over and ended up fucking her roommate. That didn’t turn out well for some reason and the roommate got pissed off at him, and then me by association. She didn’t want me living in the apartment any more, so I had to find some temporary housing.
I ended up finding a room in a very large house (sort of a mansion) which was owned by a middle-aged German woman. She was taking care of her very old and ailing mother who also lived there. They put me in a large upstairs bedroom. I rarely saw my landlady and never saw the mother since the house was so big. Sometimes when I came home at night the landlady would be sitting in a downstairs living room with a glass of wine reading a book. We’d share pleasantries, but never really had a conversation, although one time she told me it would be OK if I brought my girlfriend over to my room. She gave me a knowing smile when she said that, and I took her up on it a couple of times, but I didn’t really feel comfortable since it was like I was just staying in a room in a stranger’s house. Since I had sold my car, my girlfriend who worked for the same company would stop by every morning and give me a ride to work. She’d usually just pull up to the curb and I’d see her from the window and come out. If I didn’t show up within a few minutes, she might tap the horn to let me know she was there. The landlady was good-looking for her age and pleasant enough. I assumed she was divorced (no ring), but we never really talked about that. This was in the days before MILFs were discovered to be an untapped sexual resource, and I considered her to be too old to pay much attention to. She was probably only in her 40’s. I remember earlier in my life not dating a girl because she was 27 and I was 22 at the time. How ridiculous. Anyway, every morning I would spend a half hour down in the kitchen drinking coffee and having breakfast while I waited for my ride to show up. Sometimes the landlady would be there and we would chat briefly, but usually not. One morning she was there and I was making coffee with a French press that I didn’t really know how to use. I ended up pushing down too hard on the plunger and coffee and grounds shot out all over the kitchen counter and floor. My landlady saw the mess and came over and started cleaning it up with me. At some point she was standing next to me and I could smell her hair. She was wearing a pink robe with a while belt. We bumped into each other as we were cleaning and our faces ended up close to each other. In a split second we started kissing. I ran my hands over her body and she did the same to me. I was hard instantly. In retrospect I think i must of had a thing for her the entire time. I had never been with a woman this old and she knew exactly what she wanted. She reached down, undid my zipper and felt my hardon. When she opened her robe I could see she was completely naked underneath and looked much better than I had imagined. She took my hand and led me to the sofa in the adjoining living room. Somehow I got my pants down and she straddled me still wearing her open robe. As she was moving up and down on my cock I started worrying about my girlfriend showing up, which was affecting my concentration. My landlady must have had some tremendous built-up horniness because she seemed to come within a couple of minutes. She also knew how to concentrate my attention by reaching back and grabbing my balls until I came. When she got up and I saw a glob of my cum fall onto my thigh. She seemed very mater-of-fact about the entire thing. Ten minutes later I was in my girlfriend’s car heading to work. We somehow got into an argument during the drive, and I remember thinking to myself, “I’m going to break up with you someday.” As for the landlady, we never had a repeat performance. I only saw her a couple more times and we exchanged glances, but I was either with my girlfriend or on my way out the door so nothing happened. My work visa got cleared up soon afterwards and I moved out. I did think about her a lot until I met my wife. Anyway, that’s my landlady story. |
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My girlfriend before my wife were spending a month in Portugal and stayed at a beach hotel in Sagres for a few nights, which was a converted house in the sands and had about 8 different types of bedrooms. It was owned and run by a couple, probably nearly 20 years older than we were. (We were 27 and 22 and they were around 40.) The last night we were there we had an MMFF with them We didn't attempt to leverage it in anyway for anything special and paid our entire bill the next morning when we left. Though they did treat us to a breakfast we had in our room, separate from the other guests. I suppose they were our "landlords".
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