Beachside Estates

Chapter 01- Apartment 104- Vacancy

January 1, 2019

A knock at the door had me slowly standing up from my dining table. On the tabletop was my laptop with an ever-present stock index ticker bar scrolling across the top, and below it, Google Chrome opened to Google Docs. Hesitantly I quit typing out some of the stories I was thinking of sharing on an erotic literature site I found years ago and occasionally visited to read erotica.

Another round of knocking pulled me away and I crossed the few feet from my table to my apartment door and opened it.

"Good morning," Purred a beautiful young woman in her late teens or early twenties. Her skin was a deep Roma chestnut color, her hair was the darkest coffee brown I have ever seen, and her eyes were bright...almost glowing...emerald green. At first glance, she was at least five feet three inches tall and curvy...very...very curvy.

Her chest was small but her breasts were huge, at least double-Ds. Her waist was tiny and her hips and ass and thighs were wide and thick!

She made me think of the many flat-belly and fit thick booty girls I followed on Instagram.

"Welcome, I'm Jaiden Baystihl, the Owner and Manager of Beachside Estates."

"Thank you, I'm Jenny Amberley Defoe," The young lady greeted, holding out her hand for me to shake.

I shook her hand firmly but not so hard as to hurt her. Stepping back, I invited her inside. She accepted and pranced in as I admired her and her attire from both the front and back.

She wore a blue midriff summer blouse tied at her natural waist with a white lace Victoria's Secret Demi Bra pushing her breasts up and nearly out of her blouse. She had a completely bare midriff highlighting a silver stud in the hood of her navel with a large rectangular emerald chandelier hovering in her belly button. Below the belly chandelier, a silver waist chain with a single white pearl hanging just below her navel road on her broad hips. Sitting lower on her hips, she wore a white tennis skirt that just barely covered her ass cheeks, and she finished her ensemble with white Dockers.

She looked at my computer, and a small smirk turned the corners of her mouth up. Pulling out a chair, she sat down at my small round dining table which was my impromptu office desk.

I sat down next to her but turned my chair to face her. Looking at my computer I turned it so she couldn't look at the screen, and then I turned my attention to the beautiful young woman sitting in front of me. I blatantly admired her thick chestnut thighs and did hide the fact I was looking right up her skirt which didn't hide her completely hairless pubic mound and pussy at all before she crossed her silky smooth legs. Composing myself, I looked up into her emerald green eyes and started my sales pitch, "The Beachside Estates are the premier beachside apartments in Panama City Beach. We are very well situated right on the coastline. There are eight buildings surrounding the pool, and the entire complex is gated. There is assigned parking and visitor parking. Twelve apartments have beachfront access, while the other twenty-eight apartments access the beach through the two beachfront buildings."

Jenny smiled and nodded that she was following along, and so I continued, "All of the first-floor apartments are one bedroom, one bathroom. The second-floor apartments have one bedroom and a loft, and two bathrooms and all of the apartments have an open kitchen and living room with sliding doors to balconies or porches facing the pool."

Jenny broke eye contact and looked around my apartment. There really was only the open kitchen and living room to see before she observed, "These apartments really have a nice bungalow feeling to them."

"Thank you, I try," I answered

"So, I saw that you have an available apartment," She asked sweetly as she pursed her lips and watched me ogle her pussy as she recrossed her legs.

Scanning her predatorily, I decided I would definitely rent the apartment to her! As an afterthought, I looked down at her left hand and saw her wedding ring as it caught the light and sparkled, and I sighed. She has a husband, unfortunately, "Yes, I have only one availability right now, but I don't do one-year or six-month contracts, it's strictly month to month."

"Woohoo," Jenny cooed with a happy smile as she leaned forward causing her blouse to fall open exposing a very generous view of the cleavage of her magnificent E-cup breasts as she gushed, "I am so glad! I was worried it would be gone by now!"

Jenny blushed when she saw me admiring her breasts, and began fanning her décolletage drawing my attention back to them as she purred, "My goodness it's warm in here! I guess it's going to be a hot summer this year!"

With a shake of my head, I tore my eyes away from her chest and looked over to my computer as I asked, "I hear an accent, where did you move here from?"

"Oh! We're moving here from Atlanta. Gregory is taking a new job at the port," She answered, and then looked down as she smiled provocatively as she leaned back and uncrossed her legs flashing her hairless pubic mound again before swinging her other leg in a needlessly wide arc showing her perfect chestnut pussylips before she recrossed her legs and asked, "So, how much are the rent and deposit?"

"Well, before we discuss costs, the available unit is here in this building, just next door. Would you like to see it? Or, would you like for me to just show you my apartment?"

"Ah, um," Jenny answered, uncertain of how to proceed as she nervously twisted her wedding ring on her finger, "you can show me your apartment...I guess...I wanted to see what it looks like furnished anyway."

So, she's a manipulative flirt but hasn't actually ever cheated on her husband before, and most likely she doesn't want to now either. This was all just a ploy to control me and get the apartment at the best rate possible. Seeing her trap I smiled inwardly, she thought me a fly in her web when in fact it was just the opposite.

Standing up I held out a hand to Jenny, she took it graciously and followed me as I led her through my small living room to the stairs and directed her to proceed in front of me up to the loft. This afforded me a wonderful view of the backs of her legs and straight up her ultra-short tennis skirt to admire her broad round ass cheeks and the back of her pussy. At the top of the stairs, I waited and let Jenny walk around the room as I continued the sales pitch, "The apartment you are interested in is, of course, a mirrored floor plan of mine."

I smiled as disarmingly as I could when Jenny looked back at me from across the loft. The room was fourteen by sixteen feet, painted a cool sky blue with natural honey color stained base and crown trim. She inspected the whole room then spied the door to the bathroom and sauntered over to inspect it. Her skirt bounced deliciously showing the bottom five inches of her ass with every step!

The bathroom was not large, but it had a sink and a toilet side by side on one wall and a shower on the other. When she came back out from the bathroom she commented, "It's not very big..."

"Bungalow feeling," I retorted with a disarming smile, using her own description against her.

Jenny smiled as she walked back to me and purred, "That's true. It's a second bathroom and is private. This room is massive. Is the other bedroom as large as this one?"

"Let me show you," I answered before turning to lead her back downstairs.

As we passed the sliding door leading to the inner complex balcony I made sure to point out, "As I said before, there is a porch or deck off every apartment facing the pool. However, the beachfront apartments, such as the one you're interested in renting, also have a porch or deck off the back bedroom leading directly to the beach."

"I do love the pool and the beach," Jenny purred sensually, already imagining herself sunbathing, "I will probably spend every daylight hour at the beach or at the pool this summer!"

I smiled and nodded as I imagined her sunbathing out there too. We walked past the common bathroom and I pointed it out, "This is the other bathroom."

Jenny nodded and looked in, noticed it was significantly bigger than the bathroom in the loft, and commented, "Oh this is much bigger!"

Watching her bend over to look in cabinets was another wonderful opportunity to admire Jenny's assets. She was on second appraisal a pair in body shape, with a small 34-inch underbust while supporting enormous E-cup breasts. She was a unicorn. One of the very few women that are a natural pair but also has massive mammaries. She also has a very tight 24-inch waist with four-pack abdominals and cut obliques that flared out to broad 38-inch hips, and a thick round heart-shaped ass that added the bulk of her measurement. Which was why her tennis skirt was so short. It made it easy to admire her legs. Which were firm, thickly muscled thighs and strong athletic calves, and thick ankles. When Jenny turned around I looked up from her legs and ass to her emerald eyes and smiled before I led her to my bedroom, "As you can see the room is smaller, being only twelve by twelve feet wide, but as you can see you also have a sliding door so you can walk out directly onto the balcony."

Jenny nodded and smiled as I led her through the room.

Opening the slider I led her out onto the deck and continued the tour, "It's a communal deck spanning the full length of the building so that apartments 102, 104, and 106 all share one set of stairs that lead down to the beach."

After showing her the whole apartment, we stood there leaning against the rail looking out over white sand to emerald green water, and I informed her of the rental cost, "Apartment 104 will probably be filled by the end of the week. That is how fast these beachfront apartments go. Especially since the last hurricane took out so much real estate in this area. That said, the only one I have available is a second-level beachfront, which is twelve hundred dollars a month. To put it in perspective, the ground-level beachfront apartments are fourteen hundred dollars a month, and the deposit is half the first month's rent."

Jenny let out a long low hiss before she finally looked up and said, "That's a lot of money for rent."

I waved my hand out over the beach, "It's the price to live on the beach I'm afraid."

"Well," Jenny him hawed, as she thought over her finances and whether she could afford the apartment, "Gregory did send me down here to find an apartment, and I really do like this one."

"Good," I purred happily and motioned for her to lead the way back inside my apartment. It gave me another chance to admire her assets!

She sat down at my dining table again and I pulled out the only contract I ever made any tenant sign. Pushing it in front of her I explained, "This is a rental contract only. This protects me in case you default on payment, and it protects you by informing you of my duties as Owner and Manager..."

Jenny leaned over so I could see right down her blouse at her magnificent décolleté as I went through the contract line by line.

"Basically, your rent is due on the fourth of every month. If you default on payment, you may exchange goods or services of equivalent value within ten days. If I don't have some form of payment by the fourteenth then you have until the end of the month to vacate the premises. Does that sound simple enough and fair?"

Jenny spent a long time looking at the contract before she looked up and asked, "What does the exchange of goods or services in place of monetary payment mean exactly?"

I smiled confidently, feeling I had her securely in my web, "Well Jenny, it means that if you don't have the money to pay your rent, I will happily accept six one-hour sex sessions from you, from the fourth to the twenty-eighth as compensation."

Jenny's jaw dropped...slowly she sat up straighter in her chair in stunned silence. She had been flirting this whole time, and now when called out directly to use her body as a source of currency, she suddenly felt...exposed, violated, objectified, and maybe even a little aroused!

Standing up, she looked at the contract and slowly lifted it before she asked in a very breathless voice, "May I have time to think about it?"

"Absolutely," I agreed and stood up.

I walked her to my door and enjoyed the view of her as she slowly walked down the steps. She reached the bottom and turned back, "Just one more question. Does the exchange of services clause apply only to the rental payments after moving in, or does it apply to the initial rental payment and deposit as well?"

I smiled charmingly and purred, "Not usually, but in your case, I will allow it. However, that will be nine one-hour sessions in place of eighteen hundred dollars that must be paid in full before moving in, and I will provide receipts."

Jenny nodded her head, though she looked ashen and somewhat sickly before disappearing around the corner.

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4 Hours Later - 2:00 pm

There was a soft knock on the door. I knew it must be Jenny so I waited for her third round of knocking before I answered. When I opened the door she smiled at me timidly and handed over the completed contract. I motioned for her to enter and she accepted and walked in. Closing the door behind her, I turned and she was already sitting at my dining table slipping off her Dockers.

The rental contract was with Jenny, as it was with every female resident in my complex, after all, it was really only the women I was interested in. However, remarkably, the majority of leasees that sign my rental contracts were not the wives but the husbands. I have been continuously surprised by how many husbands have been willing to sell their wives' services for free rent, and I have been even more surprised by how many mothers were willing to sell their daughters!

There was basic information about her husband Gregory Defoe, and I wondered what type of young man he was. Was he the type to sell his wife or the type to be deeply hurt by Jenny's infidelity, or maybe he was something in between...

He was twenty-four years old. His occupation was a welder. He would be making roughly seventy thousand a year, and he would be traveling a lot. He and Jenny have been married for five years, and they have no children.

Continuing to read the contract information, I learned Jenny is not working. She is twenty-three years old. She has long dark chocolate brown hair, and emerald green eyes, and her measurements are a thirty-nine-inch bust while wearing a thirty-four E-cup bra, a twenty-four-inch waist, and thirty-eight-inch hips. She is five feet three inches tall, and she weighs one hundred and fifteen pounds. So, I wasn't far off on my estimates, but then looking up at her, I doubted very much that she weighed a hundred and fifteen pounds, it was more like a hundred and thirty.

She's of Roma descent which explains her dark chestnut skin coloring, and her womanly cycle starts usually in the first week of the month. That would be good to know. It was usually a normal twenty-eight-day cycle, and it lasted only three days. That is convenient. Looking up I asked, "Are you on your period now?"

Jenny blushed and smiled as she shook her head, "No. Honestly, it moves a lot but is usually within the first seven days of every month."

"Good," I purred delightedly, "I don't fuck women who are on their monthly. So, should the rent come due, either pay with money or let me know that you will come by as soon as you're done?"

"Yes, of course," Jenny agreed with a nod.

"Another thing, I don't wear condoms, so if you want to use contraception, be my guest. Just don't come over here with a condom in hand and think I'm going to use it."

Jenny looked up at me with a sheepish smile and opened her hand which had a condom in it, with a regretful sigh she placed it on the table and pushed it away, and asked, "How would you like me to pay? Gregory is still in Atlanta. I'm here alone, so I could stay all night and pay the rent and deposit in full..."

I shook my head no, "I don't count sleeping together as payment. That is why I break it down into one-hour sessions. This way I have sex with you nine separate times, and I get to fill you up with my come as many as nine days in a row."

"Well," Jenny gasped, a small wobble of her lower lip revealing how shaken she was by my frankness and by what she was about to do as she begged, "I'm out of money, and I have nowhere to stay. Greg won't be here with the moving truck until the fourth... is there any way that I can stay with you for the next three days? I...I will have sex with you as much as you want to pay my way..."

I made her wait for an answer as I leaned back and stared at her, pretending to mull over my options.

"Please! I promise I am worth it," She pleaded as big silvery tears budded at the corners of her eyes and collected on her bottom lashes before rolling silently down her cheeks. Her bottom lip quivered and her breathing became rapid as she fought to not cry.

Sniffling, she suddenly stood up and rapidly unbuttoned and untied her blouse with shaking hands, and then tore it off and tossed it on the table! Reaching behind her back, and unclipping her bra, she shrugged out of it letting her breasts hang like two overly ripe melons, swollen and heavy with fat. Tears splattered on her breasts as they swung pendulously as she unbuttoned and unzipped her tennis skirt and let it fall to the floor!

Standing there naked in front of me, she quivered in embarrassment. Fighting to not cover her breasts or hairless pubic mound with her hands, and letting tears slide down her cheeks to her chin before falling to her breasts as she took a shaky breath and bit her bottom lip as she waited.

Actually, I had made up my mind as soon as I heard her plight, but as I watched her I found I admired her resolve, and even more so I admired her beautiful lush naked body, "Yes you can stay with me. For as long as you want and need, as long as you understand that I have thirty-eight other apartments with women who have the same arrangement as you do."

Jenny's eyes widened and she fairly beamed as she smiled in relief, "Oh thank you! Thank you so much! I'll do whatever you want! I promise! Thank you!"

Smiling, I stepped up to her. She was a little breathless and shocked as I pulled her in for a deep penetrating kiss! I brought one hand up and combed my fingers through her dark chocolate hair and I sucked on her plump bottom lip...

There was a time in my life just a few years ago when I would have ached to have a fine young beauty like Jenny in my arms. Not that I ever had problems wooing women, but they were usually nearer my age. However, since buying this Apartment complex it was dramatically different. How many forty-four-year-old men could boast of fucking a twenty-three-year-old girl?

She was nearly half my age, and yet here I am living the dream!

Slipping my arms around her waist, I relished the feeling of her soft skin underneath my fingertips, of her young firm muscles just beneath her skin, and of the soft supple way, she kissed me back. I slipped my hands down to the small of her back before fanning out my fingers over the broad thick rolling hills of her ass until I grabbed two meaty handfuls!

She was timid at first. Obviously having never been with any other man but her husband, but as we kissed she began to relax and soon she was slipping her arms around my waist and exploring my back and shoulders. As the seconds turned into minutes, she moved down to grab my buttocks, and then like a switch flipping in her head she was in a frenzy as she unbuttoned my shorts and pushed her hands in to find my dick and testicles!

She pulled back suddenly and looked up at me perplexed, her eyes half open from her sexual intoxication, "You're not even hard yet! Do you not find me appealing?"