I bought the six unit condo about five years ago and fortunately haven't had any trouble keeping it fully rented out. Each unit has a single bedroom, living room, bath and a completely equipped kitchen with a small laundry area off to one side of it. The renters can park their cars directly in front of their unit so parking isn't a problem. I have kept the rents down as low as I could and still be able to pay the bills and that is a contributing factor in my high occupancy rate.
I'm Jim; a thirty-two year old electrician and have been breaking my ass trying to keep employed at my trade while trying to stay up on keeping the rental units occupied and in good repair. The economy has made it hard for me to get much work in my trade so I've got tons of time for the rentals.
It was a Saturday morning and I had responded to a call from one of the renters that the faucet in their kitchen sink was dripping. It only took a few minutes to put a new washer in and I was on the way back to my car when I got a call on my cell phone from another renter. This one was from Sally, a short slim twenty-eight year old single mom who was cuter than hell but was so thin that she'd look like a thermometer if she drank tomato juice.
I was almost in front of her unit when I got the call so I just stepped up on the little porch and rang her bell.
"Oh damn Jim, you must have been standing right outside my door when I called." She said laughingly.
"Almost Sal, what can I do for you?"
"It's not what you can do for me it's what I'm going to do for you."
Hmmm, this could lead in many directions but before I assumed it was going in a direction I'd like I thought I'd better wait a bit and hear her out.
"I'm going to put a huge pan of lasagna in the oven around four and if you don't have plans for dinner I'm inviting you to my Italian feast."
"Wow, lasagna's my favorite. I'll get a couple of bottles of the grape and I'll be there."
She told me to be there around six and we could have a glass of the wine before sitting down to dinner.
I was ringing her bell at five forty-five hungry and ready for a nice night, regardless of where it led.
"Pour us a glass Jim while I get the pan out of the oven. I think I got carried away a bit making a huge pan for I'm not a big eater but at least we'll have enough left over for another meal."
We sipped the Merlot and just chatted about everything and anything. As I said earlier she is cuter than hell but has NO figure to speak of. We were well into our second glasses of wine when she got up from the couch and announced that dinner was ready.
The lasagna was delicious. She made it just like I love with some sausage in with the ground beef. During dinner we laughed and joked about some of the problems she had with her job. She is a pharmacist and she had me rolling with some of the mistakes she'd made in preparing prescriptions. Nothing serious but her assistant had mistakenly substituted a laxative form of drug for one for an entirely different problem and they joked for an hour once they realized the error. They tried phoning the customer but got no answer. They figured he was shitting his brains out and couldn't come to the phone.
"Sally, where is your little girl tonight?"
"Oh my parents wanted to have her stay with them for the weekend and I dropped her off this morning. They have a ball together."
Even though she doesn't have much of a body to speak of every time she bent over to move the dishes on the dining room table or to clear the table her tight little ass had my mind picturing what it would be like to introduce it to my cock. On one occasion I casually got up and walked behind an area of the table I knew she'd have to clear and leaned over to pour another glass of wine. As she moved between me and the table my half hard cock was poking through my jeans and brushed against her and she stopped and looked over her shoulder at me without saying a word. Right then I knew where this was leading.
"Sal, how about another glass of this Merlot? The wine shop owner gave this label his highest marks and I have to agree with him. I can't remember ever having another label I enjoyed this much."
"I'm not a connoisseur of wine but I'll give it high marks so yes pour me another glass."
By then we were each on our third glass and I could begin to see that it was having a bit of an effect on her. I got up and reached for a small dish of cashews on an adjacent table and once again was directly behind her when she leaned back into me and gave her ass a little twirl as it pressed against my bulge. I put my arms around her and pulled her to me as there wasn't any doubt that she felt my hard-on through my pants.
"Hold on Jim. Let me put the left-overs in the fridge and we can enjoy another glass of the Merlot." She said.
"Sal, rather than have the folks in the other units gossip about how much time I spent here tonight why don't I leave now and go down to my apartment? You can put the food wherever you want to keep it and then jump in your car and come down to my place and we won't have to concern ourselves about wagging tongues getting too busy?
"Sounds like a great idea and it will keep my reputation intact. I'll be at your place about twenty minutes after you leave here." She said a little breathlessly.
"Are you going to be OK to drive? You've had maybe a few too many glasses of the wine." I asked.
"I'll be fine. Your place is less than a mile down a straight quiet road."
Sure enough I hadn't been in my apartment for a few minutes when she was quietly knocking on my door.
"I brought the unopened second bottle of the Merlot so if we're thirsty we'll be all right."
As she was saying that I came up close and gently lifted her and sat her down on the kitchen counter. She is so short that I couldn't kiss her if she was simply standing in front of me. As soon as she was in position I planted a huge kiss on her and she went a little crazy.
"Jim, I've wanted to have sex with you from the first time I saw you but since you're my landlord I just never could figure the best approach to the problem."
"Problem solved Sal." I said as I lifted her a little to free up her jeans. I soon had them along with her panties down to her ankles and then off the floor.
She leaned down and soon had her tongue a foot down my throat. I pulled back and then slid my face down and had my face buried in her pussy and she flipped out.