Paula is a 46-year-old woman, medium height and a size 12. She likes to exercise but she also likes to socialise, often having cream tea's or prosecco lunches with her friends. She's never been quite able get down to the size 10 she wants to be. She is still curvy in the right places, and has long hazel hair and matching coloured eyes.
She divorced 3 years ago and has been living in a shared flat since then. Her ex-husband was amicable during the divorce and they split everything 50/50. After 20 years of marriage they had just drifted apart. They agreed to sell their house and they shared the money from the sale as well. Rather than buying a smaller place, Paula found it easier to keep the money in savings and rent using her salary.
Paula had a good job in IT and could often be sent to other cities to work for short periods. Having someone else to look after all the bills and just paying rent suited her current lifestyle. Using a shared flat, she knew there was always a risk. You never know who you could end up sharing with. Fortunately for Paula she had ended up in flat shared by 3.
One of those is Sharon, who is also in her 40s but Paula isn't sure exactly where. She is tall and slim, blonde hair and blue eyes. Paula was slightly jealous of how she looked but at the same time didn't want to be as slim as Sharon. They get on well but only really speak in passing around the house.
The other is Wayne, he is only 19, he's medium height for a man, keeps his hair short and likes to jog a lot. He is quite well toned, Paula seen him coming from the shared bathroom in just a towel once and the memory had always stayed with her. Wayne is quite shy and was embarrassed at the time as he thought the house was empty.
Paula had on quite a few occasions masturbated with one of her dildos to the image of Wayne, running through different scenarios in her head. If you could think of a scenario, she's probably already orgasmed thinking about it.
The house is on 2 floors and has 3 large bedrooms all with private locks, there is a shared bathroom, kitchen, dining area and living room which has a 50" TV and 2 sofas. The bedrooms are spacious, queen sized beds, sink, armchair and TV were all standard, they could add other items if they wanted.
Paula has been away in another city for the past 4 days and was happy to arrive home. She was looking forward to getting home and putting her feet up in front of the TV and relaxing.
She entered the house and headed straight upstairs, her room was the first you come to and to her surprise the door was slightly open. She knew she had locked it before going away. She had previously thought someone had been in her room as things had moved slightly but she never paid much attention to it as nothing was missing so put it down to her mind playing tricks after busy days at work.
She creeped up and peeked round the open door. She was shocked to see Wayne on his knees, a picture of Paula from a few years ago in a revealing bikini was laid on the floor. It was taken on holiday in Tunisia. In one hand he had a pair of her worn knickers and the other hand was furiously wanking and panting heavily.
Sharon was unsure what to do, she was angry that he was using her image and underwear to masturbate and that he had also somehow gotten into her room. At the same time, she was slightly turned on watching him pleasure himself.
She decided to get evidence first before making a decision, she took out her phone and started to record him. She could feel herself getting moist between her legs. She filmed him for about 5 minutes then he took a deep breath into her knickers and shot a load straight over the picture. Good job it was framed or it would have been ruined.
Wayne quickly threw the knickers back into her laundry basket, then took out some paper towel. He wiped the picture clean and put it back roughly where he recalled picking it up from. He tucked his cock back into his pants and pulled his trousers up. Turning around to the door his face changed to the whitest shade of pale and his mouth dropped open.
"I, I, I can explain." He stammered.
"Go on then, this should be interesting." Sharon replied as she stopped recording and put her phone away.
"What were you doing with that?" He asked.
"That's none of your business, I'm still waiting for an explanation of how you got into my room and what you think you were doing with my stuff!" she stated back angrily.
"Please don't tell anyone," he begged.
"If you don't give me some answers soon, I'll be phoning the landlord and contacting the police."
"Please don't, do I really need to explain?" he answered back, Paula just stared at him. "It's pretty obvious isn't it?"
Paula continued to stare at him, "Not really that obvious, I want you to explain yourself or I start making phone calls."
"Ok, ok. I learned how to pick locks when I was at school, my older brother taught me."
"That still doesn't explain this situation or give me a reason not to have you kicked out and arrested." Paula was starting to enjoy watching him squirm.
"My Dad and Brother are locked up for burglary, they broke into some shops and were caught. I was only used as a look out and as I was still classed as a minor the judge was lenient and gave me a suspended sentence. This would breach that and I'd be locked up. Please, please don't tell anyone." Wayne was on his knees begging.
"That explains how you got in, not why." Paula unmoved by his story continued "I'm pretty sure this isn't the first time either."
"Ok," he paused for a breath. "I find you attractive. Yes, I've done this before but it's due to how much I like you. I'm really sorry, I won't do it again and I will move out and you'll never see me again. I don't want to go to prison."
Paula was stunned she thought maybe he just had a fetish for used knickers she didn't expect him to actually find her attractive, she was old enough to be his mum. "Get out of my room, I need to think about this."
Wayne quickly excited her room and headed back to his own. He couldn't believe he had let himself get caught, he was sure she wasn't due back till the following day. He sat on his bed shaking thinking what would happen next.
Paula sat in her chair; she had some wicked thoughts come into her mind. She decided to watch what she had recorded. As she watched it, she again started to get aroused, she got up and decided to get her favourite vibrator. It then occurred to her maybe she didn't need a vibrator, she could have a new toy, a living toy.
She headed to Wayne's room and knocked on his door. He opened it and let Paula in. "I'm really, really sorry Paula," he blabbered out. "Can we please keep this our secret and I'll do whatever you want me to."
Paula decided to sit in his armchair, "Ok, here is the deal. It's a onetime offer."
Wayne sat on his bed ears primed. He thought to himself whatever she says I have to do, even if it means moving out. I'm not going to prison; I won't survive in there. "I'm, I'm listening," he stuttered.
"From now on you are my little fuck toy." She stated bluntly. Wayne's eyes opened wide. "Whatever I want you to do, you do. From now on you are mine. Do you understand" Wayne stared in disbelief before Paula continued. "It's either that or I'm calling the police and giving the video from my phone."
Wayne sat quietly for a moment then "Ok, I'll do it," he whispered.
"Brilliant!" Paula stated as she pulled her skirt up and slid her knickers off. She sat in his chair and spread her legs. "First job, get your face in there and please me."
