My Landlady When I Was In Grad School

When I went to grad school I rented a room in a house. Cheap, anything cheap. The lady who lived there was divorced and she got the house, but she couldn't keep up the payments unless she had someone there paying rent. She was in her fifties, worked downtown at an insurance company. I had use of the 'common' areas, the living room, kitchen and the use of the bathroom in the hall.

One day, pick the day, I was working on some graphs, and the 'old' lady came in and said she was all hot and bothered. So? Turn down the air conditioning. She stood by the kitchen table where I was working on my graphs, and she slowly pulled up her dress until she exposed her inner self. Not a word. Absolute silence. Only the clock on the wall, me staring at her naked woman's parts.

"You can touch if you want, you can fuck me, just do what you want".

And then after another long silence, "don't leave me standing here".

I won't say much, really, she had normal sized tits, and her pussy was wetter than I would have thought, she wanted me to make her feel like a woman, not hold back. In the middle of sex she says to me that her husband was a regular asshole, but he could fuck. That's when I lost it and started to cum. "Fill my pussy up, I can't get pregnant".

I paid my rent on time, she cooked dinners now and then, and when she got all hot and bothered, she sucked my cock, and I fucked her.