I was looking for a new place to live. My student digs had fallen through and Uni was starting back in a week, so I was getting desperate. Hunting for a new room was much harder than I'd anticipated: I'd seen three private lets already that evening, in different parts of the City, and they were either damp, falling apart or the size of a shoebox. I had one more place to see, which was on the right tube line for Uni and I really didn't want to have to spend another evening traipsing through the streets of London looking for a nice enough room within my budget.
I found my next address and rang the bell. The landlady answered the door. "Hi, I'm Kate" she said. She was pretty, for an older woman. I estimated about 38. She had long dark hair, deep blue eyes and a friendly smile.
"Hi Kate, I'm Alex" I took my cue and entered the house. She showed me around the communal areas; kitchen, living room, shared bathroom. They were all clean, tidy and homely; so far so good. We found plenty to chat about and I even felt like she was flirting with me a little. She walked ahead of me as we ascended the stairs to the 2nd floor and I caught a glimpse or two up her skirt as we went. She was wearing an almost knee-length denim number, with no tights underneath. Her knickers were patterned with flowers and the shape of them complimented her round bum cheeks, from what I could see. On the top half she was wearing a light cotton shirt, with the top two buttons undone. I'd noticed her cleavage when she was showing me the kitchen and bending down to open the door to the currently empty spare cupboard.
It was a good-sized bedroom, with a double bed and nice furniture, overlooking the quiet garden. Perfect!
"There were 2 rooms advertised, but the other one was taken earlier today." Kate explained. "It's a little more rent than the ad said - £700 a month including bills".
"Oh, that is more than I expected." I said, struggling to hide the disappointment in my voice. "I really like the room and I'd love to be able to take it, but I'm not sure I can stretch to that - my budget is £600. Also, I don't get my student loan through until next week, but I really need to move before then". I was trying my best to flirt in an attempt to appeal to her soft side; flashing a hopeful smile in an attempt to turn on the charm.
Kate paused for a few seconds "You do seem like you'd really fit in here and I want to get the room rented fast." She paused again, thoughtfully. "Perhaps we could come to an arrangement."
"Great!" I said, "Anything at all, I would really love to live here. So, what sort of arrangement are you thinking?"
"Well..." said Kate, carefully choosing her words, "I've been single for a really long time and it would be great to have such an attractive young chap around the place... But if you lived here, I'll be honest, I'd want to all sorts of bad things to you... So here's the deal: If you move in, you help me satisfy my sexual urges and I'll reduce your rent accordingly. What do you think?"
I was a bit taken aback. I'd been flirty in the hope that Kate might negotiate with me on the rent and the date of my first payment. I'd run with her suggestion of an arrangement because I really did want the room and I was intrigued by what she was going to suggest, thinking that it might involve extra housework or something. But what she was offering was every young man's fantasy and I couldn't help but think that I was dreaming! I felt my cheeks flush as I realised I'd been staring at her with my mouth open, in stunned silence, for at least 30 seconds, which was feeling like a really long time. I quickly pulled myself together. "Well..." I said, with a sly glint in my eye, "will you be wanting a deposit?"
The smile that spread across her face answered that question instantly. I confidently peeled off my t-shirt, revealing my gym-toned chest and abs. In turn, Kate started undoing her blouse, button by button, revealing her ample cleavage. I could tell she could see the large bulge emerging in my trousers, and her eyes widened. She eased her feet, one by one, out of her slip-on shoes, looked up at me, tucked her hands up under the back of her skirt and then wriggled out of her knickers, letting them drop to the floor while her skirt remained in place; all the while maintaining direct eye contact with me. My bulge had grown and was twitching with anticipation under my trousers. She moved half a step closer to me and gave me the most seductive look. I couldn't help myself; I stepped towards her and put my hand up her skirt, feeling for her pussy.