Straight Female / 54
I Never Wanted Him There But Now I Don't Want Him To Leave.
I despised my new tenant because of the way he look plus my husband didn't gave me a chance to sit in while he interviewed him because i weren't around when he stopped by.
But let me say this to anyone who can understand the things in life that we despised the most.. 'One must never say never because anything can happened, and 'things aren't always what they seem'.
We have a one bedroom studio dwelling that we constructed on the top of our house that we rented to make an extra income. For more than 5 years a middle age couple have been living upstairs but now they have moved into their own home.
Again we advertised it for rent and a single male turned up for an interview which my husband did solo when i weren't around and gave him the go ahead to move upstairs.
Before he had moved in, i asked my husband why didn't he reschedule the interview for a day when both of us can have the chance to scrutinize our tenant ?.
I tried to convinced my husband to retract his decision but he said that wouldn't be necessary.
With this 'tug' look, our new tenant always have his head wrapped with a 'durag'. His muscular body seem to suggest he lifting tons of weight per day, and he drives an expensive car. He's black, and he says very few words. Again we learned he's just 35.
It's only after a couple of months we knew exactly what he does for a living..
My husband did a poor job during the interview but later on i understood he's paying way more than the amount we were asking for. And to my husband only that matters.
At first sight i weren't a fan of this young man. My husband later learned he's a gynecologist who just needed somewhere temporary to stay close by to where he's now building his own house. I started visiting his office with the help of my husband's push instead of travelling to my regular gyno who works more than 2 hours away from where we live. My first visit was very difficult but i mustard the courage to do so. And the more i visited and interacted with him the more i'm feeling somewhat comfortable around him. He might have suspected how horny i were based on my last visit when i stared into his eyes for a long period during my exam but he stood and acted professionally.
When it was nowhere near my regular appointment i mischievously asked for a visit outside of that. He scheduled me for a Friday afternoon as the last client for that day.
I wasted no time to start flirting with him hoping he will make a move this time and with my eyes closed i felt his breath near my vagina then his tongue wiping my super wet clit. He made me cum 3 times in a row within 10 minutes or less but we did not fuck.
The inevitable only came the very next day when my husband fell asleep. With no panties under a very short skirt i quietly went upstairs just to tell him thanks which i already did the day before. When i knocked he opened the door and without saying a single word he grabbed onto me, sending me a massive rush of excitement which hits my already wet pussy.
He lifted me high then placed my legs on both his shoulders with my pussy dead center in his face. He made another meal out of my clit which gave me a very intense orgasms. I miraculously vibrated at that moment and could not stop.
He then lowered me onto what seem like a 'huge plank' which started splitting my petite pussy apart while still standing. With his cock still in me, he then started moving around where he first placed me on his dining table then onto the kitchen counter. He then backed me up against the wall where he plowed me with the hardest fuck i ever receive to date.
After he had drilled me properly i went back to my space only to see my husband still sleeping like a baby. Our tenant hinted to us that after the year he paid for he will be gone so my plan is to get as much fuck out of him until he exited those walls. I never knew fuck could have been extra sweet.
But let me say this to anyone who can understand the things in life that we despised the most.. 'One must never say never because anything can happened, and 'things aren't always what they seem'.
We have a one bedroom studio dwelling that we constructed on the top of our house that we rented to make an extra income. For more than 5 years a middle age couple have been living upstairs but now they have moved into their own home.
Again we advertised it for rent and a single male turned up for an interview which my husband did solo when i weren't around and gave him the go ahead to move upstairs.
Before he had moved in, i asked my husband why didn't he reschedule the interview for a day when both of us can have the chance to scrutinize our tenant ?.
I tried to convinced my husband to retract his decision but he said that wouldn't be necessary.
With this 'tug' look, our new tenant always have his head wrapped with a 'durag'. His muscular body seem to suggest he lifting tons of weight per day, and he drives an expensive car. He's black, and he says very few words. Again we learned he's just 35.
It's only after a couple of months we knew exactly what he does for a living..
My husband did a poor job during the interview but later on i understood he's paying way more than the amount we were asking for. And to my husband only that matters.
At first sight i weren't a fan of this young man. My husband later learned he's a gynecologist who just needed somewhere temporary to stay close by to where he's now building his own house. I started visiting his office with the help of my husband's push instead of travelling to my regular gyno who works more than 2 hours away from where we live. My first visit was very difficult but i mustard the courage to do so. And the more i visited and interacted with him the more i'm feeling somewhat comfortable around him. He might have suspected how horny i were based on my last visit when i stared into his eyes for a long period during my exam but he stood and acted professionally.
When it was nowhere near my regular appointment i mischievously asked for a visit outside of that. He scheduled me for a Friday afternoon as the last client for that day.
I wasted no time to start flirting with him hoping he will make a move this time and with my eyes closed i felt his breath near my vagina then his tongue wiping my super wet clit. He made me cum 3 times in a row within 10 minutes or less but we did not fuck.
The inevitable only came the very next day when my husband fell asleep. With no panties under a very short skirt i quietly went upstairs just to tell him thanks which i already did the day before. When i knocked he opened the door and without saying a single word he grabbed onto me, sending me a massive rush of excitement which hits my already wet pussy.
He lifted me high then placed my legs on both his shoulders with my pussy dead center in his face. He made another meal out of my clit which gave me a very intense orgasms. I miraculously vibrated at that moment and could not stop.
He then lowered me onto what seem like a 'huge plank' which started splitting my petite pussy apart while still standing. With his cock still in me, he then started moving around where he first placed me on his dining table then onto the kitchen counter. He then backed me up against the wall where he plowed me with the hardest fuck i ever receive to date.
After he had drilled me properly i went back to my space only to see my husband still sleeping like a baby. Our tenant hinted to us that after the year he paid for he will be gone so my plan is to get as much fuck out of him until he exited those walls. I never knew fuck could have been extra sweet.
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