*please note before reading*
The plot to this story is weak. It is a pregnancy fetish story with a lot of sex.
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It was an exciting day for Chris Silvo, who at age twenty became the owner of another rental home. It was his third in two years. He considered himself lucky, but knew that his Uncle John was just looking to unload another repossessed home. Chris had managed to turn his two acres of property into a rental spot for the two mobile homes he got from his uncle the previous year. Now this third rental was his first modular house, and would easily bring in double what the other rentals went for.
Chris agreed to the price his uncle wanted before he even walked into the house. Chris knew that his uncle was not going to cheat him, and even offered to help move it for free. The rent for the place would easily pay for the cost of buying it, as well as payments for the other two he still owed money on.
Walking through the house, Chris was relieved that the damage was minimal. It only needed some drywall and some new fixtures. It was a small house for its type, but would still fit on the two acres of land he owned. In Chris's mind, he imaged exactly where he was going to put it, and the rent he would charge. It was now just a matter of time before he could rent it out.
It only took a month for Chris to fix the damages and find a tenant for his new rental. Chris was in no hurry, but was still happy it was over with. The rent money he charged for all his rentals was enough to pay for his own rent, college textbooks, and a car payment. The rest of the money Chris survived on came from his job as a waiter at the local restaurant.
Chris allowed Destiny to move in with her two children without a security deposit. Although he was skeptical of allowing people to move in without a deposit, she looked in need, and her kids were not ill-mannered, or sloppy. She had two boys who looked like they were nine or ten, and she was in a hurry to get moved in.
Chris had two other renters who were young and without children, and the whole idea of renting to a family was different. Destiny was a single black mother who was in her mid to late thirties. She was almost as tall as Chris, who stood only five feet ten inches. Her body showed signs of her age, but still had the curves to make a man notice. Chris also noticed that she had an ample sized chest. Although it was covered with a shirt, it was quite obvious that the shirt was stretched out because of them. With her hair shoulder length it was easy for him to see that her face was quite attractive.
Chris thought she was just a single parent who wanted a bigger home for her kids. The area had a decent school, and seemed the optimal choice for her. When she agreed to the terms that Chris laid out, Destiny just seemed eager to get her things out of the car. Chris wondered to himself if she was living out of the car before she moved in, since there was no moving truck.
It was three months after Destiny moved in and the start of the Fall Semester at college. Chris decided on collecting to rent early in hopes of getting to the college bookstore before everyone else. Although he had money in his wallet to cover the expenses, he did not want to collect it late at night after class.
Destiny answered the door and was shocked to see that Chris was there at such an early hour. It was only 9am and she was wearing a ragged blue t shirt. Chris smiled when he saw her, thinking nothing of the time. "I am just here for this month's rent is all."
Destiny looked around in haste before answering. "Oh. Can you come by tomorrow. I am sorry, but I just did not have time to get cash from the bank is all."
Chris nodded his head. "Sure. I will be back same time tomorrow. If you're not home just leave it under the mat."
"Sure. Not a problem."
Chris was off, and paid no mind to the fact of not collecting rent from Destiny. It was not the first time a renter did not have rent. Chris had even let renters slide a week. Since he collected rent every week instead of monthly, it was easy for him to get rid of renters. Although he never did have to kick one out, the option was there.
The next day, Chris was knocking on Destiny's door. He saw that her car was parked, and figured she would be home. Chris did check the mat before knocking though, just in case she did not want to be disturbed.
When Destiny answered the door, she again looked to see if the other two neighbors were looking. "Please come in."
Chris tilted his head, wondering why Destiny invited him in. Chris thought to himself that something was wrong with the place and needed to be fixed. "Something wrong?"
Destiny took a few steps back and pushed her hands into her front pockets. "I don't have it. I swear I am good for it though. Can you let me pay you next month? You know I am good for it."
Chris saw the expression of pain and anguish in her face and eyes. Her voice was that of a defeated person. She was wearing worn clothes, and ripped denim shorts. Her dark black hair was pulled back into a small bun, but her eyes told the whole story. Chris knew this was a sticky situation. He had to be firm no matter what the sob story was.
"I am sorry, but I can't wait a month. You will have to be out by the end of the week. I let you move in without a security deposit. If you had one, I could use that, but you didn't have it."
"You can't make an exception? Please, it's just a rough spot at the office, I will pay everything back and then some. I was never late on the rent before." Destiny pleaded as her eyes held back the tears.
Chris hated this part of being a landlord. He was told time after time that he could not cave in to renters. He could hear his uncle's voice in his head telling her to pack her shit and get out. "I am sorry, but I can't let you slide on rent for that long."
As Chris went to leave, he felt Destiny's arm reach for him. "Please I will do anything." She pleaded again with her voice almost cracking with sadness.
