Today is the 100th time I'm visiting my rental apartment and my tenant living there. So it can be considered to be some sort of anniversary or maybe a milestone in our relationship. And how do I know this so exactly? Well, I remember it like it would have happened just yesterday when this all started. And it has been going on ever since once a week for the past two years.
My best friend advised me strictly against it. In his opinion renting a flat would definitely lead to trouble. If the tenants would not break up places at least there would be times when their rent was due and I would have to listen to some sad stories about how their money had run out and they can not pay that month's rent. Or they would call me about leaking faucets or noisy neighbors and I would have to find a solution to a myriad amount of problems.
And I did consider selling the apartment. I had inherited it from my grandpa and I didn't really want to use it myself. It was a nice flat but just too far from my job and friends. My father on the other hand said that once I sell it it will never come back. And that it could be risky to find some alternative revenue for the money received from selling.
So I decided to rent it out. And I ended up renting it to a young woman named Tonya. My best friend would have definitely been against her. She was a young twenty-something single woman with a part-time job in some nightclub near the apartment. So in other words she did not seem like the most reliable tenant. True, there were some academic couples applying for it with good and steady incomes. And true the location of the place was such that the rent was quite high but I just couldn't help it. After seeing Tonya I just had to rent it to her.
Picture a Jennifer Lopez but with a darker complexion and fuller lips. That was Tonya. Maybe a little heavier than Jennifer mainly because of her large boobs but still an absolute knockout. Her long black hair was somehow straightened and in my opinion, she had some sort of perfect combination of black and Latino features. So I decided not to tell my best friend that I selected my tenant based on her sexy looks and just made the lease with her.
Only after a few months, Tonya messaged me asking if I could come over. There was something important she wanted to discuss with me about her rent. So I definitely was afraid that this would be an "I told you so" moment for my friend but naturally went over. And the thought of seeing her again was certainly not that unpleasant.
At her place, I could see that she had decorated the place very nicely, and at least she was keeping the place tidy. She greeted me smiling and jokingly asked me how is her favorite landlord today. I laughed and told her I was fine. She lead me to the living room and I had the opportunity to see her round ass swaying before me. She patted this comfortably-looking lazy-boy armchair and asked me to sit down. I sat down and to my surprise, she positioned herself on her knees right in front of me. This was very out of the ordinary if not just strange but I did not have that much time to wonder about it when she went on with her topic.
Bluntly she told me that she had spent all her money on her hair and nails this month and was thinking that maybe she wouldn't have to pay her rent at all this month. And just maybe there was something else she could do for me instead. As she placed her hands on both of my knees there really was no guesswork on what she meant by it. And the smiling but direct manner in which she presented the issue to me was such that for a moment I was thinking that this had to be some sort of prank or something. But it wasn't.
I swallowed and considered it for about a nanosecond (a very small amount of time. Google it if you don't believe it) and was ready to go for it. But for some reason, I had this stoke of ingeniousness and I said to her that a full month's rent was an awfully lot of money. She immediately confirmed that I was right of course and maybe I could visit her for a second time also for the payment. I think she knew she had me. Smiling gorgeously looking at me from her kneeling position. Perfect makeup and those fat DSL lips. Pearl-white teeth shone between her dark lips. I'm telling you no man would say no to that. But still, I managed to stutter out that maybe a weekly visit and expected her to argue with that but she just chuckled and said that it's a done deal then.
Then she went for my trousers. She pulled my belt and buttoned my trousers open and before I could say anything my cock was in her mouth. Just like that. I had been in the apartment for less than five minutes and now my sexy tenant was sucking my cock with purpose. I was getting hard and fast but with every upstroke with her head, she seemed to pull my cock up like it was a rubber band. And when I was hard she polished it with such intensity that I must admit I did not know before that day that a blowjob could be like that.
I literally held the lazy boy's arms with my hands just to steady myself. I could see big dimples on her cheeks as she was creating a perfect vacuum for my penis inside of her mouth. And in just two or three minutes I felt I was close to cumming. Between my pants, I told her so and she left my cock and dived into my balls. And now those were getting the treatment of a lifetime. She lulled them back and forth in her mouth and stroked my cock with her hand. All this did not slow me down and I felt like I was over the edge. She was just in time to pick my cock back into her mouth when I started shooting. And she just sucked and sucked until my cumming subdued and my cock felt raw.
With some final loud suctions to the head of my cock she made sure she had gotten all of it. Then she looked at my astonished expression with a big grin on her face. "Was it good for you baby," she asked as she was buttoning my trousers back on. And I kid you not I barely was able to say that it had definitely been the best blowjob of my life when she was already ushering me out at the front door. And when I stepped out she playfully slapped my ass and said only "See you next week" and I was alone in the corridor. What the hell had just happened I was thinking. It was a wham bam thank you, ma'am, if ever.