Gnarly had his first night of truly good sleep since moving to Chicago. Stretching out on a nice firm Queen sized bed with the Queen spooning under his arm. His Landlady Naomi Carpenter had spent the night after setting up the furniture she had treated him to. Having been given a sizeable loan by her Bank for renovations. Not to mention and extra $5,000 for unexpected services rendered. Having been caught having phone sex from the Bank's men's room with Gnarly he encouraged her to be bolder. How this Iowa farm boy managed to get her to do these crazy things was beyond her. She never realized what her life was missing before now. While both insisted their relationship remain free spirited it was nice to have someone to wake up next to. Reaching for his cell to check the time his movement unintentionally revived her majesty.
"What time is it?" Naomi yawns.
"8:10 AM. Time for some coffee."
She stretches vibrantly as his eyes wander her gorgeous contours. The sheets slipping away revealing all but succulent thighs. With a swift pull aside there it was. She dropped her jaw mid yawn as Gnarly rolled over and ate her out for another five minutes of morning pleasure. She was flabbergasted by his hunger. A short route to her orgasm she coos with her hands behind her pillow crushing it up around her ears.
"There's where I put the coffee creamer." Gnarly winks and licks his lips.
"Your only weekend before starting that record store job. What's on your agenda?"
"Breakfast for one. I'll finish up the last two cabinet doors upstairs. You can start varnishing them tomorrow."
"Breakfast does sound yummy. Seeing as your own cupboards are bare I'll treat you to breakfast."
"Spending an awful lot of money on a guy you just met Easy."
"If I were worried I wouldn't be doing it. You're working it off right?" She winks at him eying his dick.
"Not my way being a kept man Easy."
"I'm not keeping you Gnarly Reese. I'm well aware of your desire to be a free man. I'm just here until you kick me out."
"Return the favor by evicting me?" He grins.
"I don't see that happening anytime soon. Concerning the furnishings? That extra $5,000 the bank gave me was hush money. The loan officer didn't want to lose his job."
"Should have shook him down for another 5."
"I felt like a prostitute as it was. Truth be told I only accept that money for your benefit. You needed things to start your life over properly. Just consider this my welcome to the neighborhood."
"I will pay you back. No arguments."
"Do I look like a fighter to you?"
"More a lover."
"Absolutely." She beguiles him with her pearly whites then reaches over to grip his dick. Pulling him toward her he follows. Down over her he nestles kissing her neck as she gently massages his beast back to performance level. Her other hand rolling fingers amid his long brown hair.
"Breakfast in bed it looks like."
He sensually made love to her for another thirty minutes. A shower together led to a torn shower curtain. Naomi would replace that as well. Once their hormones subsided they dried each other off and stepped from the tub. Listening to the silence for a moment he kisses her shoulder, her palm lingering his left cheek. She was very happy with this new tenant.
Suddenly they heard singing. Gnarly lifts his lips away squinting. Looking between each other they both realized the singing was just outside the door.
"That Isabella?" He starts to wrap his towel around his waist when the bathroom door is kicked open. Isabella his Colombian neighbor across the hall barged in dancing. She had her earplugs in attached to an iPod that was tucked into her boy shorts. Her only other clothing was a T-shirt tied up over her belly button. In her hands was a laundry basket.
"What in the world?" Naomi held her towel to her chest as Isabella danced about grabbing washcloths and stealing Gnarly's towel from his waist placing it in the basket. His dick wagging about is brushed up against as Isabella grinds up on him singing to Shakira's Hips Don't Lie. After a wink at Naomi she danced back out into the living room and his bed room. She gathered up every dirty article of clothing she could find. Before she could be stopped she marched out the front door and headed for the basement. Gnarly followed her to his door planting both hands on the threshold sides leering after the Colombian beauty.
"Well good morning to you too." He hears a voice to his right. It was Regina his African American neighbor doing pushups in the hallway. Not once did she lose her timing even as she winked at his wagging penis. With all this stimulation he was getting hard again.
"She stole my clothes." Gavin didn't shy off as he shook his head.
"That's Isabella. Compulsive as all get out. You should feel lucky she's in a good mood. Doing your laundry keeps her busy."
"She do yours?"
"Oh hell no. I'd knock her on her tight little Colombian ass."
Naomi in the meanwhile had gotten dressed and slipped in under Gnarly's arm. "I'll go talk to her about breaking and entering." Naomi then glances at Regina. "Good morning Reggie."
"Damn boy you move fast." Regina smirks exerting herself with military style pushups letting her hands leave the carpet and clap before going down again.
"Nice." He admired her aggressive strength.
"I could say the same. If you ever need a spotter lifting that bad boy you just come knock on ole Regina's door."
"Ain't that heavy." He chuckles stopping Naomi from being hard on Isabella, "Let her feel appreciated. I'll find something to wear for breakfast."
"You do realize she was wearing one of your concert shirts?"
"Damn! It did look familiar. Well at least I know that one won't get ruined."
"Who you kidding?" Regina hisses, "She's gonna toss that in the washer too. That girl will sit nude on that washer until it's done with the spin cycle."
"I'm liking this brownstone more and more." Gnarly salutes the ladies and leaves his door wide open as he goes to figure out his wardrobe. As he does Vicki Chow rolls her bicycle down the steps and past Regina and Naomi.
"Good morning." Vicki shyly whispers moving past Gnarly's door. A quick glance within she sees his bare butt and blushes. Hurrying away Regina just shakes her head. Naomi tried not to giggle. Vicki was the cutest. Following Vicki down Naomi went to change.
"We got ourselves an exhibitionist."
Finding a pair of jeans and a Harley Davidson T-shirt Isabella had missed he got dressed. No underwear to be had. Socks that didn't even match were pulled on. Luckily his boots hid the fact. From there he brushed his hair out and pulled his mane into a lengthy ponytail. Shades atop his head he grabbed his keys and locked up. Then it dawned on him looking at Regina.
"I'm sure I locked my door before we sacked up."
"Don't you mean shacked up? Ohhh! Gotcha. Better get used to it Gnarly Man. Isabella could rob a bank and nobody would notice anything but her ass. She's harmless. With no job she just gets bored. Can't live by bed alone. If you get my drift."
"Her cam shows?"
"That and her Man. Well...her so called Man. Once a week lover. Pays her bills though. Maybe I should find one of those."
"Right. She said she was a Mistress."
Naomi returns after changing into something nicer. A red dress with a belt around it, that flared out into ruffles in the skirt. It showed off her legs up past her knees. "Ready Mister Reese?" She admires his clothing choices. He points a finger at her nose making her blush.
"Don't be getting any ideas about buying me clothes. You've done enough."
"Hey I'm Easy." She winks then flutters her fingers at Regina. Gnarly scowls at the Fitness Instructor and intentionally flexed a noble bicep to show off his masculinity. Regina merely looked down avoiding the situation all together. Her count was at 120 pushups.
A ten minute drive in Naomi's sports car, a red 2007 Saturn Sky convertible with a black interior they pulled into an old fashioned diner that looked almost like fancy Airstream trailer but huge. Puckering at both the restaurant and Naomi's car he sets back in his seat.
"For an older model this thing rides good."
"Me or the car?" She lifts her sunglasses to wink.
"Both. But like I said you're not much older than I am."
"Let's hear you say that when my Mother visits."
"She holding up like you?"
"Watch it Gnarly Reese." She frowns then rolls her eyes, "The woman hasn't aged a bit since I was born. She even had a boob job when I was 12. Her lift blows mine away."
"Well now. That gets my motor running.'"
"You're a free man Gnarly. Just don't ask for a threesome." She giggles.
"Ruined a perfectly good fantasy Easy."
"Come on. This is where Beth works by the way."
"Upstairs Beth? Ahh hell."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Nothin'. Just met her and Sam up on the roof tanning."
"Nude again?"
"Not that time. I figured they were the type."
"Samantha more than Beth but one rubs off on the other at times."
"You know there's a couple guys watching your roof with a telescope?"
"Oh really? Do I need to dial 911?"
"Naww! They're old enough to know better but dumb enough not to care. The sisters antagonize it."
"Wonderful."
"Let them have their fun."
"Fine. You do realize I sunbathe up there too."
"They watch you?"
"Come to think of it no. Now I'm offended."
"Belly's growling. Biscuits and gravy?"
"Too fattening. One egg and a piece of toast for me. I need to keep my figure."
"Your figure is certainly worth keeping."
"I know."
She opens her door and exits before he does. He being taller was more cramped in his seat. His door opened by her assistance he manages his escape.
"First time a gal has opened my door."