The New Tenant Pt. 02

Thank you to Anora / MorbidOrb, Joko44 and Roxy.

If you don't like these types of stories, please fuck off.

*

"Hotwife, eh?" Kim asked atop of me.

"Ye-yeah..." I replied, squirming and sweating under her.

"Sounds interesting... Is there some hot-husbanding, too?" Kim asked, giving me a few squeezes, biting her lip. "If I can have fun, you should too."

It was the morning after the party. And the best cure for a hangover was a good handjob from the wife. Unfortunately, Kim took the opportunity to explore what we sort of had discovered last night. Playing around could be fun. And amidst that, I had spilled a bit of my, heh, research.

"Well, I have to admit it was fun to play around a bit," Kim mused looking at me for my reaction. "As long as it is fun to play."

"Ye-yeah," was all I was able to say.

"Am I a hotwife now?" Kim asked. "After all, another guy came on my lips last night."

I only groaned. Kim always knew how to tease me the best. My cock was throbbing and leaking, aching for release. But she wasn't done yet. She decided to push it even further.

"Is it fair that I got to see him, and him none of mine? Shouldn't he at least get a peak? Maybe after this, I'll scurry off to the bathroom now and send him a pic of little ole me in nothing but my boxers and an oversized shirt? I think that would wake both him and Toby up."

"Would you do that?" I asked in disbelief.

"He is my number one fan, don't you think? He should be rewarded for his devotion."

That was enough. I groaned as I came in her hand. And all over her hand. It was such dirty talk, I couldn't last a minute more. It wasn't a fantasy I think I had, but I couldn't help but be turned on by the thought of... it.

Kim giggled excitedly and bit her lip.

"So you, ugh, gonna do it?" I asked, slightly curious how serious she was.

"Nah. Probably not," Kim said, inspecting her hand as she rose from the bed, trying not to spill any. "Just funny to see how you react when I tease you."

*

"Oh shit," Toby muttered one morning.

"What's up?" I asked, looking up from dicking on my phone.

It was still early in the morning and we were eating breakfast. Toby had college early on Tuesdays. I just woke up early because that's what I do. I didn't have anything but a trip to the dojo and the gym later. Then college way later.

"My... professor moved one of the classes," Toby said, scrolling on his phone.

"Yeah?" I asked, stilling scrolling through the gram. "Why can't we have politicians like this?" I thought, looking at what the Europeans got.

"Yeah, I'm probably gonna be late... The class is in 20 minutes," Toby muttered in defeat.

My intention snapped back to the real world. I reached over to the bowl where we kept the car keys and fetched the one with an angry bull on, and slid it across the kitchen island.

"Take the Lambo," I said casually. I knew mileage was a huge hubbub about expensive cars, but I had the mindset that cars were made to use. Tho, I really should get a regular car some day.

"... I don't have a license..." Toby said, staring at the keys, not even daring touching them.

I quickly moved around the island and grabbed the keys again, nodded my head for him to come after as I moved down the hall. "Come on, I'll drive ya, then," I said.

"Oh... Thanks!" Toby grabbed his bag and hurried after me.

"Not a problem at all, buddy," I chuckled, marching down towards the hallway.

"Shouldn't you get dressed," Toby asked.

I looked down. Damn. I had nothing but my bathrobe on. Fuck it.

"Nah, I'm not getting out of the car anyway," I said.

A few minutes later we were roaring down the road. It was a bit awkward at first, perhaps especially after Saturday. Sunday I was hungover, of course. Monday I hadn't really seen Toby. The property was pretty big so it was easy to keep for yourself, I guess. So today was the first time I'd really seen him since that fateful night.

But it wasn't, for once, me to break the ice.

"How did you guys get married?" Toby asked. I looked over at him. He seemed to focus on the road ahead. I was driving pretty fast, so maybe he was distracting himself.

"Me and Kim? Oh, we've been together forever," I replied. "So when we were gonna move together, I popped the question."

"How'd you do it?" Toby asked.

"After a fight. Boxing match, don't worry. Not some stupid street thing. I proposed to her in the ring after a win," I explained, thinking back to how surprised she had been.

"You're a lucky guy," Tiby muttered. I don't think it was all intended for me to hear. But I did.

"I guess I am. Kim is wonderful. But I guess we agree on that, eh?" I said, nudging him lightly with my elbow, laughing. Toby smiled and nodded.

"Alright, here we are. Alive and un-ticketed," I said, pulling up ahead of the main building where Toby took his programming classes. I had too, back when I took my Major.

"Oh no," Toby muttered.

"What? Did they change it again?" I asked, looking towards his phone. Toby pointed to behind me.

I turned. A parking guard was already on his way over to me.

"Don't worry. Head in, I'll deal with it," I said with a resigned sigh.

Toby opened the car door and hurried away. He only had a few minutes until the class started anyway.

"Hey, you can't park here!" the guard said.

"I just gave someone a lift, chill," I explained.

"Hey Josh! What are you doing here?" a familiar voice exclaimed. Amanda was now approaching as well.

The guard immediately were smitten by Amanda's bombshell looks. A stunner blonde bombshell with the confidence to back up her snarkiness. The guard started stammering as he became flustered.

"Uhm. Yes. Well, I want you gone in five minutes... Josh!" the guard said, letting me know he now knew my name. He then wandered off.

"I was just dropping Toby off. They changed his classes or something," I explained to Amanda.

I wanted the conversation to be over as quickly as possible, but I didn't want to be rude either. And also, she had saved me a parking ticket just now. Amanda trailed her gaze down across my attire.

"Yeah, heh, we were in a hurry," I explained, chuckling.

"So Toby lives another day?" Amanda asked.

"Yeah. Why?" I asked, somewhat confused.

"Zach was not happy about it. He left a dozen phone calls and even more texts."

"About getting tossed out?" I asked, still a bit lost.

"No... More the whole Toby-situation. How are you even cool with it? You know any guy who can get a kiss anywhere, you know where that goes!"

"Pff, get outta here. Kim told me. We were just having some youthful fun," I said, waving it off.

"Well, you're more understanding than Zach then. He's so damn insecure. All talk and bravado, yet such a boy. But I'd be careful around Toby's hog, by the way. A girl might get some ideas," Amanda chuckled. I just shook my head.

"Yeah, well, iI had my head in some other girl's tits, so I guess we're even." I said, trying to conclude this whole thing.

"You think... you think she reall is a trann... I mean a transexual?" Amanda asked, leaning in deviously, as if it was the town's gossip now.

"What the fuck does that matter? It's her business," I said, looking Amanda dead in the eye. She took the hint.

"Five minutes, I said! It's been ten!" the parking guard roared, waving a freshly baked ticket right out of the oven. I sighed.

*

University had been somewhat demanding, putting the business on pause. I couldn't wait until my Masters was over so I finally found some time to revisit my contact in Venezia by email. It seemed like it would go through, but they wanted me to come visit for the ceremonial document signings, some pictures, and heh, sample products. Also, it is nice to meet the people you do business with. Maybe these Italians were not so bad? But that was down the line. First things first-

I turned my head and saw the office door slowly creak open. It wasn't Kim, she sat next to me gaming like she always did. Or, it looked like she was writing some game analysis right now, actually. I rolled my chair back and saw Toby standing there looking a bit flustered.

"Waddup, buddy?" I asked, taking my headphones off. Kim didn't even turn. She just flicked her eyes back at me, registering that a conversation was going on, and then back to the screen.

"Oh! Erh... I..." Toby stuttered. He seemed a bit surprised for some reason. "I, ehm. I wanted to swim."

"Pool's downstairs," I chuckled. "And yeah, you have permission to use it. I think we told you that when you moved in."

"No... ugh, it's not that. I, ehm, I can't swim so well..." Toby looked over at Kim briefly.

Oh. Maybe he was embarrassed and didn't want to make a bad impression in front of the lady? At first I thought he had come up here to be his old creepy fanboy self again. Turns out he was just embarrassed. I rolled my chair back and headed out into the stairwell, draping my arm around his shoulder.

"Don't worry, buddy. Smart thing to not swim alone. I'll lifeguard you, then. Maybe we can hire a swimming coach?" I asked, guiding him towards the stairs.

"No... I... Thanks, but I think I just need to... you know, get used to it."

"Trying to get ready for the summer?" I chuckled, slapping my own ripped stomach. Though for once hidden behind a t-shirt.

Toby glanced at me, "Yeah... Something like that."

*

I had no idea how I wasn't thrown out yet. Surely Kimberly had told Josh how I had jerked off in front of her and even... the dirty girl took my cum on her lips! Yet, a few days later it seemed that everything was all back to normal. I wasn't thrown out. I survived another day. I had no idea why Josh didn't break my neck, but I wasn't going to complain.

Instead, I found myself Monday morning standing outside their office once more. Kimberly was right inside gaming again. She cursed like a drunken sailor, but her body was that one of an angel. I looked as her thighs flexed anytime she was startled in the game. How she rolled, laughed and cheered on her teammates when they did good. Never noticing me. Oblivious to how she turned me on.

With Josh nowhere to be seen I decided to be more daring. Like the other day. I slowly inched my hand down to my sweats and grabbed onto my cock. I slowly stroked it while I stared at her. I was practically drooling. Dirty girl, turning her tenant on like that. If only I could see more. To see her face. To see her naked body. To see how her face reacted when I penetrated her naked body.

But I had been so close to being caught by Josh last week. Sure they were accepting, but I couldn't be so foolish anymore. I needed to find a way to see Kimberly more.

I started setting a plan.

It wasn't often, but one day Kimberly would finally leave the house. Mostly she only left for groceries, so it wasn't long. Today was one of those days. I was all alone in the house for at least 30 minutes. One part of me told me to head to their bedroom and raid Kimberly's underwear. But I only had time for one plan.

I snuck up the stairs and into their office, bringing with me a small, yet devious USB-stick. It was like defusing a bomb, laying under Kimberly's desk shoving the thing into the right USB-port. But once it was done, the next step of my plan would emerge.

I fought the temptation of sniffing her chair, and headed down to my room. Awaiting Kimberly's return.

It was just one hour later when I heard her wander around the kitchen cursing and complaining. No doubt did her computer not exactly work how it was supposed to. I slowly made my way to the kitchen ,trying to catch what was being said.

"I have no fucking idea!" Kimberly more or less shouted. Who did she talk to? Not that it mattered. "It just stopped connecting!"

"Everything okay?" I muttered, trying to feign innocence. Kimberly turned ot me, holding up a finger for me to be quiet.

"No! I already tried restarting the router! I've got scrims in one hour!" Kimberly wheezed into the phone, trying to turn away from me. "Alright, I'll try that. I'll call you up after."

"You need any help?" I asked, trying to sound concerned. Kimberly let out an annoyed groan, luckily not directed at me.

"Yeah, no. The fucking internet on my PC. I'll get it sorted, don't worry about it. How was the University?" Kimberly asked, but only out of courtesy. She was already on her way to the stairs.

I watched that perky ass jiggle slightly in her tight blue jeans as she walked across the floor past me. I caught a whiff of her light perfume. So delightful.

"Can I help?" I asked again.

"Sure," she answered, not really paying attention.

I of course hurried after. I wouldn't miss walking behind Kimberly as she ascended the stairs.

"Have you tried unhooking the cable and blowing on it?" I suggested, as we entered the office.

Kimberly shrugged her shoulders, hands on her waist as she looked still thoroughly annoyed. I hoped if I didn't make a move to do anything perhaps she would. Kimberly was a smart girl, so she took the hint. I moved a bit back to give her space. Or at least that was the pretense. Unfazed, she shot down to her knees and then planted her hands on the carpet and crawled on all fours under the desk.

From my vantage point... I could see it all. Or at least as much as her blue jeans allowed, and they allowed a lot like this. The fabric stretched over her ass magnificently. Blue did Kimberly so good. And what was that? Her loose t-shirt even hung low... I could make the color of her bra even. Jesus. I could feel my dick grow. I tried to think about something else, but it was impossible. Fuck, she would notice for sure.

"The cord is a bit stuck," Kimberly groaned... Oh that groan. I licked my lips.

If there is a God, I shouldn't cast aside the opportunities he gives me. I diligently fished out my phone from my sweatpants and unlocked it. Again, it was like defusing a bomb. Sweat trickled down my temple as I aimed the camera and shot a few photos for later. Perfect. In the best position too.

Unfortunately, with all this excitement my dick had grown to a slight semi. There was no way Kimberly wouldn't notice... fuck...

"Got it!" she exclaimed and started crawling from under the table.

*

As I came out from under the desk, I found myself once again eye to eye with Toby's crotch. He had made this stupid ploy to get me to crawl on all fours under the table to get the network cable and to blow on it. I knew he wanted to look at my ass, and Josh and I were in the current mix of exploring some of our more dirty tendencies, so I figured why not? And a small tinge inside of me couldn't help but wonder what Toby would do while thinking about me bent over for him on the floor.

So to tease him even further, I sat back on my knees and looked up at him, holding the cable next to my face, putting on my doe like eyes as I asked "You want me to blow on this cable?" No doubt was this imagery part of his intentions.

I waved the cable around a bit. Toby didn't move an inch. He didn't say anything, and he looked to be quite heated, but I could tell he enjoyed the sight of me on my knees. A part of me liked being here. Being under this big dicked, nervous young man. Our tenant. Knowing how much he liked it. Wondering how much Josh would enjoy it when I told him I was on my knees for Toby once again.

Toby slowly nodded. I stopped the waving, and slowly moved the cord towards my lips, stopping a mere inch from my mouth. Never breaking eye contact, I pursed my lips and lightly, and ineffectively I might add, blew on the tip of the cord. I could see in the bottom edges of my vision how his semi hard cock twitched inside his sweatpants at the sight of me teasing him. I saw it in his eyes. Naughty boy.

Toby was looking at me in slight desperation. I wondered if he was going to drag his pants down right now and release his fath length in front of me again. Would he be so daring? Part of me wanted him to find the courage. Fulfill his needs while staring at me on my knees? Where did all this come from? What had me and my husband awoken? I was getting worked up just sitting here.

"Everything alright?" I asked. Again, Toby slowly nodded.

Seeing that he didn't make a move, I slowly stood up and took a step back.

"I- I can take a look at your PC... I can have it... fix it in half an hour, hour tops," Toby muttered, staring at my cleavage before staring at the floor.

I started towards the door, making sure to walk slowly.

"Get to it, big boy," I said in an almost sensual way, giving him a small smile over my shoulder. "I'll head for a swim and a shower, if you... need anything."

It was just so funny to tease guys like that. His eyes went wide and practically bulged. I couldn't help but laugh a bit at him. Toby chuckled a bit too, probably realizing I was joking. But a girl could get curious. I would be naked in the shower in the same house as him... And no one else around... Who knows what a boy might dare to do?

I didn't go for that swim right away. I needed to call Josh. I told him how Toby had come and was fixing my problem. And then I told Josh how I had teased the shit out of the young kid by crawling on all fours in front of him. Josh was well receptive to that part.

"Really? You won't even let me tell you how fucking hot you are? Now you show off your sexy ass, eh?" Josh beamed on the phone, ever so enthusiastic.

"Oh stop it. This is different," I said, dismissively.

I loved when Josh complimented me, but I also hated it. He made me up to be some hot model, but I just wasn't. I am a very casual girl. Which is perhaps why flirting and teasing with Toby was so... flattering? Yeah I guess flattering. Toby was so receptive to how I teased him. And Toby never said anything. He showed it. And boy did he show it with the thing he was packing.

"How so?" Josh asked, snapping me back.

"Pff, come on, dude," I said. "You're supposed to tell me those things."

"Well, now you got two men ogling you all day."

"'Well' my ass, fuck off with that," I said. But I had to admit I was getting ever so slightly turned on by this. "I'm gonna go swim, rinse this filth off of me," I said.

"Alright, take care. Love ya, babe."

"Love you too."

After a decent few laps I felt much better. Nothing like good exercise to clear your thoughts. Yet, when I came in, instead of heading to our own bathroom to shower, I headed to the one next to the kitchen area. It was just more practical. It was right there after all, and my room with fresh clothes was just a few steps of stairs away.

It was still April, so getting a warm shower after a swim was welcome. Feeling the warm water crease down my face and the beams hit my cooled skin made a small shiver go through me. Goosebumps to goosebumps, turning cold to warm. Before, when growing up, I had to save on the warm water to not drive up the water and electricity bills, but now that was not a problem at all. Even with our 'money situation', we still had the day to day covered easily.

Finishing up rinsing out my conditioner, I snatched the towel off the rack outside the shower half wall. I slowled dabbed it all over, still savoring the new warmth. Then I heard the bathroom door open, some shuffling and the door closing. A small groan, some more shuffling. I heard the sound of something soft touching something soft, and then a satisfied moan.

Then repeated, rhythmic slick sounds. I saw through the grained shower half wall a silhouette facing the toilet. A black t-shirt rolled up and pants pulled down. In between, the shiverings of something long, thick colored pink and purple.

Was Toby on the other side of this shower wall, jerking off? I knew I should yell at him to get the fuck out, but for some reason I didn't. It was perfectly normal to jerk off. I was curious. He had just seen me bent over in a very flattering way, after all. It made me wonder. Was he pleasuring himself while thinking of me? Was he thinking about how my ass looked bent over in front of him? Perhaps he was thinking about how I was when I was sitting on my heels before him? Was he... imagining it would be if I pulled those sweats down and 'helped' him?