The only problem with the house was that it was perfect. It had everything Deidre wanted. The house was a cute yellow bungalow with a wrap around porch and quaint gables. There were fruit trees, a small yard and tall shade trees around the exterior. The inside was just as damnably perfect. Cozy little rooms, a small but very well laid out kitchen, and a bedroom with a massive walk in closet. Every room came furnished with adorable furniture. The bed in the master bedroom was a four poster, canopied bed. She could just imagine snuggling down into her new bed. The house was just what she was looking for and this presented a problem.
Deidre was new to town and was looking for a place to call home. She had seen the ad for this house and was captivated by the description. The only part that she didn't like was the rent. It was way too high for her salary. On a whim, she had decided to see the house, hoping deep inside that it would be deeply flawed and she could walk away without wanting it. But, it was, undeniably perfect.
The landlord had met her at the door and shown her around. He was a medium built man with muscular shoulders and, what Deidre could only describe as, a nibble worthy butt. She was shocked when that thought went through her mind but she couldn't deny that the butt was almost as perfect as the unattainable house. Not that she wanted to obtain the butt, the landlord was obviously not her type. Theo was his name and he moved and spoke like a riverboat gambler. He was overly kind, as if his courtesy was not real but merely an affect. His eyes had shadows in them and she knew that underneath he was not a nice man. She could feel the stirrings of his interest in her as his eyes took her in. This was a man who was used to taking what he wanted, but he sure looked good.
Deidre's only other hope was that Theo did not know the value of the house. Perhaps she could offer him a much lower price and see if he was willing to negotiate on the rent. She loved this space and had already started mentally unpacking her belongings.
Smiling at him she asked, "Is the price firm? It seems a bit high." Theo appraised her carefully with a hint of a smile at his lips and then answered, "If anything, the price is a bit low. The market has risen in the last couple of months and I haven't adjusted my price to match. I am willing to give it up at this low price for the right renter."
Damn, thought Deidre. Theo was absolutely right. The house was priced below what the market was offering for rental properties. She did some quick mental calculations in her head. Her initial salary was low until she cleared her 6 month probation period. She caught herself thinking, "If I scrimped and saved right now I could make it until for 6 months." She shook her head. What was she thinking? Even after 6 months she couldn't afford the place. The price was almost double what she could afford.
Not wanting to give up the dream she asked, "Is there any way of lowering the rent? I could do yard work, maintenance, all sorts of things."
Theo smiled and the smile chilled her. He drawled, "Well, there are considerations but not like that. I am pretty good with my hands." For some reason her breathing quickened as he said that. She supposed it was because he had mentioned that there were other considerations.
Timidly, she asked, "What other sort of considerations?"
His smile deepened and his eyes crawled over her body. "Well, for example, you are a pretty little thing. I would be willing to knock off 25 dollars to see you naked."
Deidre sputtered, "What? 25 dollars? How cheap do you think I am?"
Theo eyed her, "I'm hoping to find out. But when you think of 25 dollars times 12 months, that means you would get 300 dollars for stripping. Not a bad days work for anyone." He smiled.
Part of her was outraged, another part was curious about how far he would go. She couldn't believe that it was her voice that asked, "25 dollars would still not make a difference, what other considerations did you have in mind?"
Theo chuckled, and then replied, "Well, that all depends on how far you are willing to 'consider'. For example, if you delivered the rent to me naked and took my cock out of my pants and wrapped your pretty little mouth around it, I would be willing to knock off up to a 100 dollars a month."
Deidre squeaked, "Of all the... You can't seriously think I would... You are disgusting. As if I would give you a blow job for 100 dollars. Even if I was that low, I still couldn't afford the house."
Theo smiled again, "Well then, have I got a deal for you. If you were to let me spend an hour with you, and I guarantee it would not be a hardship for you, I could knock the rent in half."
Deidre gasped. Her first thought was that half put the rent firmly within her budget. The second thought was that she couldn't believe that she had the first thought. Her third thought was that she wanted to know more about this 'lack of hardship'.
"What, exactly do you mean?" she almost whispered.
"Well, I would want an hour of pleasure with you. I would want you to pleasure me in a variety of ways. I pride myself on being a generous lover and I guarantee you would leave thinking you had the better part of the bargain." His smile was completely confident and Deidre wondered what he would do to make her feel like it was a bargain.
"What would you do?" She asked, very timidly.
His voice had a note of steel in it, "I would lick every inch of your pretty little body. I would have you screaming in ecstasy, I would teach you all sorts of things that a cute little innocent girl like you probably doesn't know. You would be expected to be a willing participant. I don't do kinky, or embarrassing. I would expect you to use your lips, your pussy and your ass to satisfy me as much as I satisfy you. I don't think I can be more specific unless you want a hands on demonstration."
Deidre's mind froze. What in the world was she doing in this negotiation. This was no longer just about the house. There was something so brazen about his proposal that she was starting to get turned on. The fact that he desired her body so much that he would lose half his rental income made her feel very hot. On the other hand... This all seemed icky, especially the part about her ass. She didn't feel comfortable with that at all.
Her voice sounding overly firm she declared, "I wouldn't be up for anal sex."
What was she thinking? She should be saying, "I am not up for this at all," not bargaining about the different acts. She felt herself sliding and wasn't sure where she would end up.