Hugo Dawson stopped in front of the block of brownstone apartments & sought out the advertisement he had seen earlier. "VACANCY FOR POLITE WELL MANNERED GENTLEMAN."
He smiled to himself as he knew he could be polite and well mannered when the occasion demanded it but a gentleman he most certainly was not.
He rang the old fashioned bell of the apartment and heard the tinkle of the bell in the depths. After a few minutes the door was opened by a handsome woman of generous proportions around forty years of age, wearing an apron over a knee length skirt and a loose fitting sleeveless blouse buttoned to the neck. Although loose fitting the blouse failed to disguise her ample breasts but was no surprise to Hugo as he had ascertained the occupants of the lodging house previously.
"Yes? Can I help you?" She asked in a soft, quiet voice.
"Well I hope so Ma'am, I am looking for lodgings in this area as it's close to my workplace and I'm hoping that the room isn't taken, the rent isn't a problem and I can pay a month in advance if need be."
He replied in his best tone of voice, soft but firm, questioning but not pleading.
"No, the room is not taken and you look respectable enough but I would like some kind of references if you have any." The woman replied after looking him over and seeing a tall well built man of similar age to herself, clean shaven and well dressed in a suit which was slightly shabby but fitted him well.
"Certainly Ma'am, I have references from my previous employer and also from my previous lodgings in Baltimore."
Handing over two envelopes containing the references he had so painstakingly written himself in different handwriting before his release from prison two weeks previously. The prison where he been incarcerated for the past six months for pimping.
She took the envelopes and tucked them in her apron pocket.
"You had better come in and see the room before you commit yourself, I'll take a look at your references while you inspect the room."
Standing to one side and beckoning him inside.
"Why thank you Ma'am, mighty gracious of you."
He replied with a wide smile and edging sideways past her as he entered, the tips of her breasts brushing against his chest in the narrow doorway allowing Hugo to press against her all too briefly. Hugo felt rather than heard her sharp intake of breath as they made brief contact. Just as he thought, she was a widow or divorcee trying to make ends meet and being forced to take in lodgers, probably having no social life and missing all its pleasures, just as he had for the past six months.
Hugo followed her up the steep staircase at a distance so he had a perfect view of her pert round ass, her skirt stretched tightly over the roundness of her butt. He was tempted to stroke her rounded ass but thought better of it as she glanced round at him giving him a cute half smile. It crossed his mind that she didn't realise what was on display and was teasing him unconsciously.
They reached the room he was to view and once again she stood in the doorway so he had to squeeze past her, this time he was even closer and her breasts and hips were pressed against him and he held her slim waist as he squeezed past.
"Excuse me Ma'am."
He muttered in a soft seductive voice and he felt her pelvis twitch against his rising bulge.
"If you like the room and take it you can call me Emma."
She whispered huskily with a catch in her voice. Emma hadn't been this close to a man in almost two years and as she felt his hands on her waist her skin tingled from her head to her .......... well, to her core.
"I'm sure I will like it and all that comes with it.....Emma."
Hugo replied with a suggestive edge to his voice, implying that he had his own ideas as to what came with the room.
"My name is Hugo,,,,, Hugo Dawson."
"Well ,,,,,,,,,,,,,Hugo,,, we will make every effort to make you feel at home here."
"We?"
Asked Hugo in surprise raising an enquiring eyebrow.
"My daughter, Tina, and I, didn't I mention it? She will attend to all your needs whilst I see to the basics."
"I see, so I will be getting a personal service eh? I'll look forward to being pampered by BOTH of you."
Emma looked at him oddly and replied,
"Don't be getting ideas in your head about living under the same roof as two women, the roof is the only thing either of us will be under with you."
Hugo held his hands up in mock surrender.
"It was a joke Emma, in poor taste perhaps, considering we have only just met but a joke all the same."
Hugo surveyed the room, it was small but clean and comfortable with a washstand and fresh towels, a decent sized bed, not a single but neither a double but it would accommodate two people. The covers were turned down and two large pillows adorned the head of the bed. In one corner was a large comfortable looking armchair, somewhat old fashioned but in good condition. On the floor, at one side of the bed was a thick woollen rug covering the bare wooden floor.
"Very nice Emma, small, but adequate for my simple needs, just one thing, what about bathing or showering?"
Hugo commented as he looked around noticing that Emma's face was flushed, why? He was not quite sure.
Emma looked a little flustered and held her hands to her chest and Hugo's eyes followed them, drawn to Emma's prodigious breasts.
"Yes, of course, I should have mentioned it, there is a communal bathroom for us all at the end of the landing, with a shower. Tina and I are both up and about by five thirty each morning and we shower then so you have no worries about bursting in on either of us, in any case there is a lock on the inside."
Emma explained all this a little breathlessly and she looked around as if looking for some way to escape.
"Well, I am sure that I will be very comfortable here, providing of course that my references meet your expectations."
Hoping that Emma would go no further than reading them.
"I am sure that they are excellent Mr.er Hugo, of course I will read them but I don't think I need to take it further."
Emma replied quickly, looking at the floor & moving to the door.
"I'll leave you to settle in and then if you would like to join me in the lounge for coffee and we can sort out the fine details."
"Wonderful, I will need to collect my belongings and then I will be back within fifteen minutes, I don't suppose you could supply me with a key? I don't wish to keep disturbing you with my comings and goings."
Hugo asked quite reasonably.
"Of course, here, take mine for now, I'll get one cut for you tomorrow."
Emma handed him a key that she had hanging round her neck & dangling between her breasts.
Hugo took the key, holding her hand just for a moment and looking into her eyes he saw a momentary flicker of panic. As his hand closed over the key he felt the warmth of her breasts on it and wondered how long it would be before he was holding them in his hands.
Emma left him alone and practically ran to the privacy of her own room where she flopped on the bed hitching her dress up around her waist and thankfully dipping her fingers into her sopping wet pussy. It was so unusual for Emma to feel this way as she had a very strict almost puritanical upbringing and it had been drummed into her by her mother that what went on in the bedroom between husband and wife was not to be enjoyed but endured and it was a wife's duty to please her husband not the other way round. Deep down though Emma was a very sexual woman and had discovered at a very early age how to pleasure herself, but that was in the past now and only rarely did she feel the need to indulge herself.
"FUCK, what is he doing to me? I don't even know him but I want him like crazy." She thought to herself as her juices flooded over her hand and she lay bucking her hips on the bed.
Hugo smiled in satisfaction as Emma hurried from his room. He hadn't lost it, in spite of being rusty, he could still charm a woman without really trying. He imagined that even now Emma was confused & undecided what she should do, whether to let Hugo have his way with her or if she should try to ignore his magnetism. Hugo shrugged his shoulders, it was of no concern to him which path she chose but she was an attractive woman & convenient for when he needed her so perhaps he should find out a little more about her & use his charm on her.
Dinner that evening was interesting, in that, Hugo, through carefully chosen questions discovered that Emma was indeed a divorcee of two years and had been left penniless by her philandering husband, with a daughter who was now nineteen and was going off the tracks a little, staying out late and sometimes not returning home until the next morning without a word of explanation.
"Where is Tina tonight? I haven't had the pleasure of meeting her yet."
Hugo asked casually although he really wanted to meet this girl who was almost out of control, she would be an interesting challenge.
"Oh she's out with some girlfriends at a party, she won't be home until late so it'll be morning, when she comes in to change the sheets."
Emma replied quietly, not sounding convinced.
Hugo reached across the table and covered Emma's hand with his own and reassured her in a friendly tone.
"Don't worry Emma, I'm sure that she'll settle down, it's just the teenage hormones acting up."
