For a few days after my very strange adventure with Jane, I didn't contact her much. To be honest I avoided her as much as I could. I left about work early, but returned rather late, or sometimes early enough to sneak about my room while the owner of the house was absent.
After those few days, something happened that I didn't suspect: the company I was working for had a serious setback. The manager said I would have to wait a few weeks.
"Go home. We'll call you. Maybe in three days, three weeks, or three months. You have to wait."
The recession has hit many companies. I, for a while, thought there was no problem, these three days would pass and I would be back at work in a while. However, after a few days, there was no phone call, but a letter came to me with some papers from the company about tax settlements. I already knew I was out of work. I started frantically looking for new employment, but to no avail....
Money was slowly running out, but I didn't want to lose my flat. So one day when Jane came home, I told her what the situation was, but I didn't want to lose my place to live and asked if I could pay when I found work again.
The homeowner made herself some coffee, walked from the kitchen to the living room, sat down in an armchair and after a while said:
"You will not have to pay for this time. However, there is one condition. Go to your room and come back immediately, but without your clothes."
I was surprised, but I went upstairs, took off my clothes and returned to the living room in just my panties.
While I was away, Jane covered the windows in both the living room and the kitchen.
I stood on the threshold of the living room. Jane was sitting in an armchair with a drink in her hand. She looked at me and with a slight smile said:
"Underwear is also clothing."
"Jane" I stammered, "After all, we shouldn't...."
"Take off your panties" she interrupted with a cold voice, "Today you are watching a film with me. The neighbours won't see you, although they have seen you more than once."
"What have they seen? Where?"
"Yes, right here in this living area in the middle of the room. Patricia was kneeling and you were holding her head and you were in her mouth. Clair told me this. She nearly called the police because she can't see very well and she thought you were raping me in the mouth."
There was an awkward silence And I felt terribly confused because I didn't think any of the neighbours could have seen the way I was playing with Patricia. Jane snapped her finger pointing at my panties and once again said:
"Take off your underwear and let yourself loose a bit. Today we can relax and watch a movie."