Richard Stevens was lonely. He was 62 and his wife had passed away the year before. He lived alone in his large suburban home on the East Coast. They never had children, just dogs and cats who had also passed on, so the house was a little too quiet. He had many friends, but most were couples and he felt like a third wheel. After a long happy marriage, he didn't want to get married again, as it would never compare to what he had with his wonderful late wife. He didn't want to even have a serious relationship, but he had needs. A need for some companionship and a need for sex, as he still had a high sex drive and ED medication that helped make those urges a reality. He dated some woman within a range of respectable ages, but also used the services of escorts in their 20's, whom he had nothing in common with. He just wanted to savor their tight young bodies.
He lived within walking distance of a major university and thought of an idea that might provide the best of all worlds for him. He could rent out one of his bedrooms to a female college student at a discounted rate, in return for household duties like cooking, cleaning and laundry. He would have some companionship and not have to deal with outside companies for these services, while also paying for part of his monthly expenses.
He had no intention of getting romantically involved with someone young enough to be his granddaughter, but maybe he could manipulate her into a Sugar Daddy arrangement in exchange for free rent and food, instead of just a discounted rental rate in exchange for household chores arrangement.
He put an on-line ad on the universities' jobs web site for students looking for housing and received a few calls, but they were suspicious of his intentions. Then he got a call from a student named Samantha, who had a real interest and was comfortable with his proposed job duties. She came over to meet with him.
"Hi Samantha, it's great to meet you" Richard said cheerily as he opened the door. Before him stood a beautiful but wholesome looking girl, about 5'-9," with medium length brown hair, but her outfit showed that she was in great shape and looked like she was into sports. She had average size breasts, but they were very solid looking.
"It's great to meet you too Mr. Stevens," Samantha replied in a giggly voice.
"Come on in and I'll give you a quick tour of the place."
They walked through the house and Samantha marveled at how spacious, well decorated and clean the house was. You could literally eat off the floors and it was not cluttered like you might expect from a bachelor. Everything had its place.
"Wow, your home is beautiful and so clean. Why would you even need someone to clean it?" Samantha asked with a puzzled look on her face.
"I am semi-retired, but work part time as a financial consultant and do some travel for my work, as well as travel for pleasure. "I also have some back issues, so I need to be careful about cleaning, carrying groceries and other things that could strain it." This was a total lie; he spent many hours in the gym and was in great shape. "I am very particular about my home, so I like it very clean and am not a very good cook either. My late wife spoiled me with her gourmet cooking."
He showed her the bedroom he had picked out for her, right next to his bedroom, and her eyes nearly popped out of her head.
"This would be my bedroom? It is so huge, and the bathroom is too, and the walk-in closet is enormous."
"Well Samantha, we did spoil our sons a little. It doesn't cost much to make bedrooms a little bigger when you build a house and they lived home during college and actually attended your university."
"Please call me Sam. Everyone does."
I am a little old fashioned so I would prefer if you call me Mr. Stevens."
"Okay, I understand." My Mom and Dad always wanted me to call them Mom and Dad, while some of my friends call their parents by their first name, which I think is a little too informal.
"Sam, let's sit in the kitchen and you can tell me a little about yourself." Richard could tell Sam was very trusting. This felt like the old poem 'The Spider and The Fly.'
"I don't where to start Mr. Stevens. I come from Nebraska, but the university down the street here has a nationally ranked soccer team. I started school near home, but got a partial soccer scholarship here, but it doesn't include room and board. I am an only child and had a nice bedroom and bathroom in our house, so the idea of living in a small dorm with other girls is not that appealing to me. I also have a lot of practice time but also need time to study for my degree in finance, so I don't want to be interrupted by partying classmates making noise late at night.
"Since I have a degree in finance, I could help with your homework any time you want."
"That would be great. The rents are extremely high, being so close to the city. What would the monthly rent and food rate be and what would my household duties be?" Sam said shyly.
When Richard told her the rent and food cost, she looked at him in disbelief. "That is a great rent for that room, especially with the privacy."
"Sam, I am not looking to be a landlord here. I could use a little help with the household work here and it is a little too quiet here with my sons moved out the house."
"I understand Mr. Stevens. My mom passed away a few years ago and my Dad is a little lonely too."
"Are you good at cleaning, cooking and laundry?" he slyly asked.
"Yes, I love to take care of a home. After my Mom passed I kind of became a substitute wife for my Dad. He has dated a few women, but never has gotten serious enough for any of them to move in and take care of him."
"Sam, would you be comfortable living alone with a single man?"
Samantha blushed at Richard. "Of course, you are much older than my father. You are actually old enough to be my grandfather. I didn't feel like you were a dirty old man when I saw your ad. Just someone who needed household help and some company, while I need to keep my expenses low, so my father and I don't have to borrow too much money for school. I feel it could be a mutually beneficial relationship."
