Not to be cliché, but it was the first of the month, and I was collecting rent from the multiple condos and rent houses I own. It is usually my least favorite day, because I had about ten renters that were never on time. As a person I feel bad because I have been in their situation, but as an owner, I have to be kind of cold.
It was a hot day as I drove to the first few houses. I had hit my condos earlier in the day, as I needed to walk from door to door, and wanted that out of the way before it got too hot. I was still feeling the heat by the time I got to my car. I could feel sweat running down my back, as I put the car in drive. It was a blessing when the AC kicked in.
The first few houses were no problem, I even had a few usual debtors that were ready and had the rent on time. Then I got to Amily's house. She never had the rent on time, not in the 3 years she had rented from me. Now the other owners I talk with advised me to evict her, if she was always late, why not rent to someone who was less trouble. It made sense, except, Amily was gorgeous. She was a short Hispanic woman of about 25. She stood at 5'3", maybe 120 pounds. The thing that always got me was her ass; she had the stereotypical "Latin ass." It was really all I could do each month not to talk to her ass when she answered the door.
I braced myself, for both the newest excuse and that ass, as I rang the doorbell. It suddenly felt hotter, as if the sun was focusing right on my back. I could hear her approach and smelled her floral decorations next to the porch. Then she was there. She was prepared for the hot day, dressed in a sheer, white fabric top, whited showed the swell of her breasts, and a short denim skirt that just barely covered her ass. Even still, you could just make out the bottom curve.
"Hey Rich, is it the first already?"
"Yeah, it is. Seems to come faster each time, doesn't it?" I was hoping that by keeping it light, she wouldn't notice the frequent side glances.
"Well, my job hasn't paid me for the last few weeks, so I am going to be a little late."
Of course it was another excuse, and I really did expect it. The long day, the heat, and my building frustration got the best of me, however, and I tipped over.
"Amily, every month you have an excuse to be late. You were late getting the deposit in the first month. I constantly overlook this, but I can't anymore. If you can't pay me on time, I will need to ask you to leave, so I can rent to someone who can pay me on time."
"It's really hot outside, would you like to come inside and have a drink, so we can discuss this?"
The heat compelled me to accept. I followed her inside, and the smell was intoxicating. The AC spread the smell of jasmine and lavender throughout the house. It was decorated in simplistic style: a few movie posters on the wall, a brown fabric couch, flat screen TV, a few movies under the TV stand, and a book case with some pictures, books, and a few magazines.
"I like what you've done with the place."
"It's nothing really; I don't get much downtime between classes and work, so I don't decorate much."
She guided me to the couch, where I sat beneath the blissful air provided by the fan and AC. She walked into the kitchen, I guessed to get the aforementioned drinks. When she returned, she sat next to me, brushing her ass against my leg as she did so.
"So I am just going to come out and say it, I love this house. I can barely afford to live here, but I don't want to give it up, it has become my sanctuary. So I would like to discuss alternative payments."
