By rutger5 (An Original Story-Copyright 2013)
It was a dark and stormy night when there was a small fire in the apartment above mine. Unfortunately by the time it was put out my place sustained significant water damage which made it temporarily unlivable until repaired. The landlord hemmed and hawed about paying for relocating me, because until the insurance check came in he said he couldn't afford it. He informed me he was going to use all of his available funds to quickly repair the damage but had nothing left for relocation until he received the settlement.
Therefore I had to vacate the apartment so the work could be done expeditiously. In the condition it was in it wasn't like I could live there anyway. I was at my wit's end about where to go as I'm cheap and didn't wish to pay to stay in a hotel for the next few weeks minimum. That's when my girlfriend Annette came up with what at the time seemed to be the perfect solution.
I could move in with her for the duration and once my place was ready I'd go back home. Now she and I had been dating for around eight months and I thought we had a good thing going. For our own reasons neither of us was looking to get really serious in our relationship. In my case I was just the modern guy who enjoyed never fully growing up and because of this Annette was perfect for me.
Her story was she was a divorcee who lived in her own house along with her college student daughter. Because her marriage ended badly when Annette caught her husband messing around with her best friend she had no intention of going through that again.
So since her divorce five years earlier she seldom dated but she had accepted when I asked her out. Since I was twelve years younger than her Annette was flattered when I hit on her and my good looks didn't hurt. Truthfully I'd been unaware of the age gap as she looked younger than her age, not that I cared how old she was. I'd seen her at the mall and was struck by how attractive she was so I decided to make a move. Normally I didn't do things like that on the spur of the moment but that day something compelled me to.
We hit it off right away and on our second date she came back with me to my apartment for a 'nightcap'. It had been quite some time since she'd gotten any so she'd let her hair down, and then some! Annette is quite reserved and conservative in many ways but that night she lost all inhibitions. We alternated between making love and rutting like beasts until we finally collapsed due to exhaustion early the next morning.
Things never quite reached that crazy height again but we had a lot of good times. We'd have sex at least three nights a week and it would often be more. It was almost always at my place and even when it was at Annette's I never spent the whole night there. She felt uncomfortable about me staying she said with her teenage daughter living at home. Truthfully I suspected it was because she didn't want to get too close but it didn't bother me as I was happy with the arrangement the way it was. That way it allowed me to hang with my buds a few nights a week while still getting steady action.
We'd often go to the movies or dinner and whenever needed be the other's escort to whatever event they had to attend. Usually it was one of her many business functions except in one case of a slacker buddy of mine finally biting the bullet and marrying his baby mama. Either way was cool with me, as generally Annette would be wearing some sexy, little black dress and we'd have sex later in the evening.
So I saw no pitfalls in her suggestion and welcomed it with open arms. I hoped I might get a little more nookie staying at her house though she informed me I'd be staying in the guest room for appearances sake. Either way I'd be saving money which certainly was a good thing.
Let me add that I got along with her daughter Vanessa swimmingly. We'd met soon after her mother and I started to date and we had a lot in common. Since I was actually closer in age to Vanessa than her mother we liked a lot of the same music and pop cultural things. In fact one night during the first week I stayed there she and I had a great time playing one of her video games for hours.
Annette actually felt a little left out and envious about it all. Of course we asked if she wanted to join in but she didn't want to waste her time on such 'childish' things. Still she managed to get me to quit by whispering in my ear to meet her in the bedroom for a different kind of game. That was the only night I was there that such a thing happened. Other times she would slip into the guest room late at night but only after Vanessa had turned in for the evening or when her daughter was out. Either way once we were finished she would leave soon after.
So for the first week everything worked out well and I even went out one night with my friends. There was only one thing out of the ordinary that happened and it was a little embarrassing. Though the house had two bathrooms only one was a full bath with a shower and tub. So in the morning we all had to scramble to get ready without impeding anyone else. Since I was the guest I felt I should do my best to minimize impacting Annette or Vanessa. So I'd get up extra early and use the bathroom first; freeing it up so they could follow their regular schedule.
On Thursday morning I'd showered and dressed early then gone downstairs to have some coffee before leaving for work. I chilled until it was time to go when I realized I'd forgotten my car keys upstairs. At my apartment I kept them on a hook by the door so I'd just grab them when heading out but here I was unable to follow my normal routine.
So I dashed upstairs to retrieve them when at the same exact time Vanessa happened to be going from her bedroom to the bathroom. Maybe it was because she thought I'd left already or she was just used to it being only her and her mother living there. Whatever the reason was, as I rushed toward the guest room she emerged from her room rubbing the sleep from her eyes while only wearing a bra and panties.
When I saw her like that my eyes must have bugged out of my head and I stopped dead in my tracks. Vanessa also stopped but she had an amused look on her face. It took me a moment before I realized I was staring at her skimpily dressed body so I turned away while mumbling an apology.
"Uhh, sorry about that Vanessa," I managed to get out with my face turning beet red.
"Think nothing of it Brad," she replied before slowly sauntering toward the bathroom.
Under the circumstances I should have just hurried to get my keys but I couldn't. Almost as if against my will I swiveled my head and watched Vanessa pass me by and enter the bathroom. She then turned and stared straight at me while smiling before closing the door. Once it shut my body was able to move again. Grabbing my keys I hurried downstairs and out the door.
My whole drive to work I couldn't stop thinking about what I'd seen. The sight of all her exposed flesh wasn't something I could easily forget, if ever, and my erection was proof of that. For though I found Annette to be an attractive, sexy woman and I loved being with her she was very slim with tiny breasts and a small ass while her daughter by contrast was round and voluptuous with an exaggerated hourglass figure.
Vanessa could best be described as being thick or a little chubby or whatever you wanted to call it, but damn what curves she had! Her breasts were round, full, and large and half of them had been spilling out the top of her black brassiere. Her waist was soft and not small but it was in proportion to her even bigger hips and butt which had been encased in leopard print bikini panties. Somehow I was able to make it to work sane and I was determined to not think of what I'd seen but it wasn't easy.
