14 comments/ 76908 views/ 7 favorites The Landlords By: conanthe My name is Jack, and everything in this story is true, but the names have been changed to protect us all. I suppose everyone has had both good and bad experiences with landlords. Some seem very nice and reasonable when they show you the place, but can be totally uncooperative once you have put down a deposit and moved in. I did have one memorable experience where the landlords were cooperative, and then some. After working for several years after college, I had applied at the last minute and been accepted late to graduate school at a prestigious Southern private university, and after a three day drive I arrived in town about 6 days before classes were to begin. I had absolutely no knowledge of the neighborhoods at all, and no leads on a place to stay. The graduate admissions guy said apartments were so hard to find that I might end up in a dorm for one semester until I worked my way onto the waiting lists. I had no desire to be the only 29 year old living in a dorm. It was already four in the afternoon when I located the university building where I would have my humble TA's office, and started a circle search on foot, looking for what options I had. About six blocks from the edge of campus, I came upon a well kept, perfectly restored three story Victorian style house. There was a sign in a third floor window advertising "furnished apartment for rent". I rang the doorbell, and was greeted by a professorial looking man wearing wire rim glasses about 40 years old, who introduced himself as Andy. He explained that he was an office manager for a brokerage firm downtown, and he just got home after the market closed for the day. He said my timing was good, as he just put the sign in the window this morning, and I was the first to inquire. He showed me the apartment, which had been made up with a second floor kitchen and bath and the third floor attic that had been insulated and finished inside as a living room and bedroom. After he made a quick call to the registrar to confirm my status as a grad student, we soon struck a deal and he even helped my carry my stuff up from my truck. He also invited me for supper when his wife got home from her teaching job at the state University campus about 40 miles away. I began unpacking and then took a shower. His wife, Nell, turned out be a petite redhead about 5' 2" tall, with flashing green eyes and a stunning figure, and she was easily ten years younger than Andy. She greeted me at the back stairs to the shared porch and invited me into the living room where Andy was adjusting a major league stereo system. The smell of something Italian was wafting in from the kitchen, and Nell handed me a glass of red wine and we all sat down on the couch. We swapped a few stories and traded background information about where we grew up, and they gave me some tips on the neighborhood: the best dry cleaners, grocery store, farmer's market, a bagel shop, and a few restaurants. Nell walked to the kitchen and a few minutes later announced that we should come to the table for dinner, which was excellent. We polished off the wine soon after the spaghetti, and they invited me up to an upstairs area on top of the kitchen roof. We ascended a narrow stairway, and emerged in an enclosed "roof garden" like you might find on a roof in Manhattan. There was a five foot wall all around the edge of the area, and trees and tall ornamental plants in containers were scattered all around the roof. There was also what looked like a greenhouse and another small out building adjacent to it. In front of the green house was a setting of lounge chairs and a small table. Andy had carried up another bottle of wine and some glasses, and he poured each of us a generous glass of wine. Nell was carrying a cigar box, which she sat down on the table while she sipped her wine. I commented on how nice the little private garden area was, and she smiled and said it was the best feature of their house. She said they often spent their evenings here, and that is was cool and well ventilated and screened from view of all the neighbors. She then opened up the cigar box and began rolling a joint from what looked and smelled like some very powerful stuff. Andy looked at me expectantly and I smiled, remarking that I could see some real advantages to their roof garden. Nell lit the joint, took a deep hit, and passed it me. I did a modest hit and passed it to Andy. I could feel the effect almost immediately, and began to feel a very pleasant buzz, along with a feeling of warmth and flushness all over my skin. The wine began to taste even better, and the sight of Nell smoking the joint had become an erotic picture for me. When she passed it back to me I imagined that there was a spark of electricity when our hands touched. I focused more on Nell and watched with rapt attention as she removed her light jacket, revealing a bare midriff and knit top that highlighted her breasts beautifully. She leaned back in her chair and her arms behind her head, further emphasizing her breasts, and I could imagine seeing the nipples through the knit pattern of her top. I glanced sheepishly at Andy, realizing that he had caught me staring at his wife, but he had a strange, far away look in his eyes and did not seem to be looking directly at me. I saw his eyes dart to his wife's chest, and then over to me. But he did not look at my eyes, but instead seemed to be looking down at my crotch! I told myself I must be imagining this, or maybe he was just a little cross-eyed. Nell stood up and brought the joint over to me, stretching like a cat as she did so. If Andy was looking at my crotch now, he was definitely seeing some activity, as I felt myself strain against the front of my jeans. I cut my eyes over at Andy, and he clearly was looking at my crotch, with that strange look on his face that I could only describe as weird: he looked kind of flushed and was breathing a little fast, and he seemed almost more stoned than the few tokes he had taken would account for. Nell announced that it was getting cool up here, and I was instantly afraid that she would put her jacket back on. Andy spoke up and suggested that we get in the hot tub. I said I didn't see one, and he walked over to what I thought was the greenhouse and opened the doors to reveal a large fiberglass tub about 8 feet in diameter, already bubbling and steaming slightly. "Wow", I exclaimed, "it's really hidden in there!" Nell smiled and said "The tub house let's us use it in the winter, too." Nell and Andy walked toward the tub, and I said "Guys, I don't have any trunks with me, and it would take me a while to unpack enough boxes to find any, so maybe I better call it a night." "Well, Jack" said Nell with a smile, "We don't allow any clothes in the tub anyway, so stick around and join us!" With that, she slipped out of her jeans, and then stopped and glanced at Andy. He looked like he was in a trance, but then she cleared her throat and he immediately skinned out of his all his clothes and hopped in to the tub. I watched him slip into the water up to his neck and then turned my gaze back to Nell. She looked pointedly at me a cleared her throat again. I got the message. I dropped my clothes on the table, pausing for a second to step out of my underwear, and then stood looking directly at her for an instant, my erection obvious. I then hopped into the hot tub, on the side opposite Andy, never taking my eyes off of her. She moved to the edge of the tub, still wearing her jeans and the knit top, through which the outlines of her nipples were now unmistakable. She paused at the edge, and I realized that petite little Nell had an exhibitionist streak in her a mile wide. She slowly removed her jeans and took her time folding them and putting them on the chair, with the movements involved being a little slow and obviously erotic. She then moved right to the edge of the tub, and slowly peeled of the knit top while looking directly at me. Her nipples were not only erect, but were some of the most beautiful I have ever seen. Her breasts were perfect globes, about 36C, almost alabaster white where her bikini top had shaded them, but lightly tanned beyond that, displaying each breast and nipple like a triangular matt around a picture frame. Her nipples were fully erect and a beautifully pink against the white background. They were perfect. I couldn't help but let out an audible "wow" when I saw them. She seemed to enjoy the effect they had on me, paused to make sure I was looking, and then slowly peeling off her panties, too. She paused and as she stepped up and into the tub slowly and deliberatly. I was able to confirm that she was a natural red head, with closely cropped bright red pubic hair trimmed into a heart shape, and a few lovely freckles right above where the hair stopped. I held my breath as she sat down, careful to leave her breasts above the water level. She leaned back against the wall of the tub and spread her arms out along the edge, again shamelessly emphasizing her incredible breasts. "That feels wonderful" she exclaimed, and I finally remembered to breath. I have always had fantasies about redheads, but had never been with one. I unrolled my now thick tongue and said, "Andy, you are one lucky guy!" I forced my eyes away from Nell and looked at Andy. He still had that same weird dreamy look on his face and said in a monotone "I have learned to share." I was frozen for a moment, and then Nell reached out and pulled Andy to one breast, which he proceeded to kiss and lick. Nell looked at me and then cupped the other breast in her hand, offering it to me. "This one is getting lonely!" I didn't hesitate any longer. I decided to take my time and tease her a bit. At first I just let my hot breath fall on her nipple, and then carefully brushed my lips around the periphery of her breast, never actually touching the aureole or the nipple. A low moan escaped from her lips, and then I lost myself in total devotion to her incredible chest. I circled all the way around with my tongue, and brushed the aureole lightly with my lips, still not touching the nipple itself. Her nipple swelled almost to bursting, and when I couldn't stand it anymore, I took it in my mouth. I'm not sure how long I worked on it, as time seemed to stand still, but I felt her nipples throb and get even hotter under my mouth, and then a shudder went through her body. Her knees pushed outward against my legs in a spasm that opened her legs, and I realized she was having an orgasm just from the nipple stimulation the two of us were providing. This was one very sensitive and sensuous woman. She stood up and pressed her pussy onto Andy's face, grabbing his head and roughly directing the motions she wanted. Andy made a sound almost like an animal, partially drowned out by her muff, and then devoted himself to eating her out. She threw her head back unabashedly and tossed it from side to side and said "Oh yes baby! Get me ready" I watched in fascination as her nipples swelled once again and she had another shuddering orgasm. She turned around and offered Andy her ass, and he quickly began to lick at suck at it with even more enthusiasm than he had with her pussy. "Oh yes, baby, lick that ass!" she hoarsely muttered. She then looked at me and motioned for me to stand up. I rose out of the water and she began to slowly lick the bottom of my cock, never taking her green eyes off of mine. The effect was absolutely hypnotizing. I strained to rise up more towards her mouth, using my calf muscles to push up towards her. She pulled back slightly, making it clear that she was in control of the process. She slowly circled my dick with her tongue, and then licked up and down the shaft slowly and tantalizingly. She then slowly took me into her mouth, just the tip, and then inexorably began to take more and more of me all the way in. Her green eyes bored into mine like lasers. She stopped her motion for a minute, and said "I want you to hold out as long as you can, but when you are ready, I want it all! I am going to suck you dry and swallow every drop!" I almost passed out when she said it, as it tracked almost perfectly to many of my long awaited fantasy redhead's exploits. "And then", she said "I expect you to eat my pussy for a long time!" She returned to her task and soon got my above average size dick all the way down her throat, with her lips hitting my pubic bone. She slowly pulled back, increasing her suction as she did so. The sensation was incredible, and the combination of her ministrations and the look on her face was swiftly causing me to lose control. She used less pressure and circled her tongue around me on the down stroke, the used maximum suction on the upstroke. I felt like I was hooked up to a milking machine! It did not take long until I felt beyond the point of no return. My feet twitched, my calves flexed, and I was surrendered to her. She felt the first spasm and stopped her frantic motion, but slowly increased her suction. It felt like her mouth was at a temperature much above that of the hot tub water! The first spurt launched out of me into her mouth and she swallowed it unhesitatingly. When the second spasm began, she expertly drained me. I almost passed out! She stayed with me through 4 more spurts, sucking each one out of me and swallowing them without pause, all the while maintaining eye contact with those green lasers. I had never experienced anything like it before. My knees almost buckled and I fell back against the side of the tub, luckily resting my head on one of the headrests instead of banging it against the edge of the tub. She licked her lips and made one more exaggerated swallowing gesture, and said "from now on, I am going to call you Maxwell House, because you were good to the last drop!" The she got a different look on her face and said "Okay, big boy, little Nell's turn now!" She reached up and somehow positioned herself with her pussy right in front of my face. She held her legs out horizontally on either side of my head like a gymnast, and then moved her pussy forward to my mouth. I looked up right before her box enveloped me and realized that there were several iron pipes suspended from the ceiling that she could grab on to support herself with. But then her thighs closed around me and I turned my attention to her pussy. What an incredible thing it was! Her labia were flaming red like a blushing redhead's face, and they were distended and engorged with blood. Her clitoris was erect and sticking out from under its cover like a toggle switch, and waves of gooey juice were dripping down the sides of her inner thighs. The smell was incredible, and I forgot about Andy and everything else in the world while I explored her snatch. I slowly licked the juice from her thighs without touching anything else, and that seemed to make even more juices flow. I gently licked, and sucked, and kissed and bit and slurped and generally just gave it up for her incredible pussy. She had another orgasm, pressing her thighs against my head in a grip that any wrestler would envy. She seemed to effortlessly hold herself suspended with her arms. I quit trying to be inventive and just explored all around seeing what tasted different. She had another shuddering orgasm, and squeezed my head so hard with her thighs that I was afraid I was going to pass out. Another wave of juice flowed and I greedily swallowed it all. I would have made my own clever remark about Maxwell House, too, but I could not bear the thought of breaking contact with her pussy to talk, and her thighs were gripping me so strongly I could not actually speak! I then began to tease her clit with my tongue, just brushing it at first, then adding more pressure and contact with each stroke. "That's it!" she cried. "Don't stop that!" I wasn't about to. I began a rhythm of alternating tongue thrusts into her pussy with broad licks on her clit and strong suction on it. I finally concentrated on her clit and tongued it with increasing force while applying suction to it. She began to pump her hips into my face, and as I felt another wave of juice coming, so I started to gently nibble her clit with my teeth and she wailed like a banshee and had two more spasms and clamped her thighs around my head with each one. "Yeah, yeah!" she moaned, and a final wave of her incredible pussy juice flooded my face and disappeared into my greedy mouth. She pulled herself up a little farther on the pipe handholds coming down from the floor, and then spread her legs at a 45 degree angle like a upside down "Y". Olga Korbut had nothing on little Nell; she was an accomplished sexual gymnast. "Jack?" she breathed in a little girl voice, "would you please fuck me now?" My dick answered the call. I was already halfway back to being hard while I was drinking her juices, and her invitation brought me fully back to life. I stepped up in front of her, and her incredible nipples looked like pebbles as I entered her. She was hot and wet, but I was surprised at the grip her pussy muscles put on me. When I got fully in, she then gripped me like a pair of pliers wrapped in a wet washcloth, then relaxed as I started back out. Her control was unbelievable, and soon we established a rhythm. She would relax almost fully when I first started into her, and then when I almost hit her cervix she would bear down on me like a bear trap. As I started back out, she would "pulse" her grip, reaching maximum just as I was almost all the way out of her, then relaxing again as I started back in. She was actually strong enough to prevent me from hitting her cervix, so I stopped worrying about causing her any pain and went into "animal mode", fucking her as enthusiastically as I could muster. I noticed some movement behind her, and saw Andy position himself right under her ass, with his face only a few inches from her pussy. He had that same faraway look in his eyes, but was sporting an erection and his hips were swaying back and forth in time with my thrusts. He said "Baby I wish you could see this! Your whole pussy is fire engine red, and his dick is pushing and pulling a whole ring of flesh in and out with it. I can see the muscles of your legs flexing in time with his strokes. You are so beautiful!" She gasped and moaned loudly. He moved even closer. "Baby you are gonna get dehydrated from making pussy juice! It is dripping down your legs like melting ice cream." Her legs begin to shake like she was having a convulsion, and she started moving herself up and down on the handholds in time with my thrusts. It was like she was chinning herself up and down on my dick. She screamed and threw her head back, then had three shuddering orgasms in a row. With each one I thought her pussy would pinch my dick off, it was that strong. She stopped all motion for about 20 seconds, and then laughed heartily, way down in her throat. "Andy?" she said "would you please get my ass ready?" Andy dove in and began licking her ass and then sucking juice from her pussy and lubricating her ass with it, all the time he was humming and frigging his dick frantically. After a few minutes, she said "Thanks baby, now watch this!" He sat back down on the edge of the tub, and I figured it was time for me to be a back door man. I moved around to the other side of her, then pushed my dick to the entrance of her anus, and then slowly pushed it in. She gasped. Her asshole was tighter than her pussy, but it lacked the kind of muscle control that her pussy did. She began to squeal a little bit as I pushed on, and said "Go slow at first, Jack!" I crept forward slowly, but did not stop. Andy returned to moderating. "I wish you can see this babe! It looks like it would be impossible for you to take it, but your little pink asshole is relaxing and he just keeps moving in a little bit at a time! He's about ¼ of the way in now." The Landlords and Anna All through the week, I was looking forward to meeting Nell's 'friend' Anna and seeing what kind of show they would put on for Andy and given the invitation, for me too. I sure needed a distraction from things at the university. I got my apartment as squared away as I could, and made time to go see my assigned graduate faculty advisor and temporary "major professor" before classes started. He seemed bright, and very driven, and made it clear that the coin of the realm in his world was my potential contribution to research in his lab that could be published. He said I should settle on my semester by semester course schedule quickly and be ready to pick a dissertation topic by the end of my second semester, and find one that could be done under the aegis of existing funding. I met the three other TA's that I shared the office with, and they were certainly a mixed bag: two super nerdy guys from central casting for science geeks, plus a highly pierced, tattooed, gum chewing and mysterious woman who looked as if she should be in the drama department, or maybe a terrorist cell. They regaled me with horror stories about every possible professor that I could choose to ally myself with, and tales of woe about the dean, the administration, and academic life in general. I walked through the schedule of my graduate classes, and the meeting times, lab sections, and office hours for the undergrad course I would TA, and laid out my weekly rounds. I was very glad to be living within walking distance from school, although it looked like I would have be on campus Monday through Friday from 0700 to 1900 anyway, and not even have a break to eat lunch on Tuesday and Thursday. I settled down with the graduate course catalog and faculty bios to try to find someone who was not on my office mates' list of professors to 'avoid at all costs'. I found two possibilities, both of which had just joined the faculty the year before. One of them seemed to have research interests right up my alley, and I dropped by her office to check her out. Her name was Betsy Wetznetski, and I had already heard her inevitable nickname: 'Betsy Wetsy'. When I reached her office, she was packing up to leave for the day. I introduced myself. She was about 35, tall, thin and very exotic looking. If I had to guess I'd say she was part Polish and part Egyptian! She had flashing black eyes and long jet black hair, and spoke with a slight British accent. I knew she got her PhD in Biochemistry at UC Berkeley, but otherwise her CV on the department website was pretty sparse. Her research area was neurochemistry in invertebrates, using functional neuroanatomy techniques that I was familiar with. She said "walk with me" when she figured out my purpose and cut right to heart of the matter. "I am in danger of losing the funding I have because we have not been able to complete the installation and calibration of the lab equipment we purchased with the first phase of my grant. I have 60 days before I lose my funding. Can you help with that?" I asked about the equipment and qualification requirements. Luckily it was stuff I was fairly familiar with from my most recent job as a biomedical engineer in a neurosurgery center. I knew the same stuff in roughly the same configuration was in use in several other labs, so it was possible to make it work. I figured her problems were likely installation, vibration isolation, ground loops, and some 'tribal knowledge' that was not available in the supplied manuals. By this time we had reached her car, which was an old but well maintained classic Austin Healy, I chalked up some coolness points for her. She threw her stuff in the boot and turned to focus on me, and I said "I'd like to spend some time tinkering with things, and then risk some of your experimental preps to try to get some data on sort of a shakedown cruise before I make a commitment. Okay?" She laughed heartily. "If you could even get everything configured to even try that we would be far ahead of where we have gotten so far. And some of my precious little mollusks are at risk of dying of old age before we can use them, so no problem! Come see me Monday morning and we'll figure out a schedule to tinker a bit. Have a good weekend!" I figured I had accomplished something, and after straightening up my little desk, I beat feet for home, planning to take a shower before I was scheduled to drop by Andy and Nell's at 7. I was hungry, both for some of my landlord Nell's cooking and for the promised adult entertainment, so I jogged back to apartment, showered quickly, and changed into slacks and a shirt. September was still pretty warm in the Deep South, so I dispensed with a sweater or blazer, with the hope that, like my last trip to Nell and Andy's, I could soon dispense with clothes entirely. I rang the door and was greeted by Nell. Andy was tinkering with the stereo again, so I figured my belated house present would be a good fit. During dinner at my previous visit I had observed a moderately large collection of vinyl LP's, with the Rolling Stones prominently featured, along with a very expensive and well known (at least among audiophiles) turntable, tone arm, and cartridge combination. Most of my huge record collection was now safely ensconced in my parent's cool and dry basement in northern Arizona, but I had a few duplicates with me. I had wrapped up my second copy of and old but infamous Stones bootleg called 'LIVEr Than You'll Ever Be', figuring that Andy would be glad to add to his collection. When I presented it to him he called Nell over to unwrap it. "I am the hardware guy, but Nell is the record collector" Andy explained. When she opened the gift Nell jumped up and down like a little girl. "Holy..." she stopped herself. "I have read about this bootleg in several articles, but neither seen one nor heard it!" Andy took the album from her and cued it up, playing it at moderate volume. The recording was not bad, made in '69 with condenser mikes and an old Uher tape machine (the poor man's Nagra) and there was some extraneous noise near the microphones, but the performance was incredible. The band was all there, all unimpaired, and they were all really cooking, with no overdubs, no studio tricks, and a raucous and enthusiastic audience. Nell closed her eyes and was transported to the historic summertime USA tour live venue, dancing with the music! She looked really good to me! She asked Andy to turn it up a little so she could listen from the kitchen while she finished dinner, and said that Anna would be a few minutes late, but was on her way. Andy was still adjusting the speaker placement, and I asked him to tell me more about Anna. He laughed. "Nell and Anna had known each other for years before I met Nell. They went to graduate school together, and apparently introduced each other to some girl on girl dalliance early on. Anna is a veterinarian, and her husband was a state trooper. He got killed about two years ago, hit by a drunk while he changed a tire for a little old lady. She was in a complete depression for about a year after he died, and she clung to Nell as her only friend. She was completely shut down emotionally and had no appetite, sex drive, or interest in anything. Nell was really worried about her. Nell finally got her out of her shell by telling her how kinky her husband Andy was and about my having an unfulfilled fantasy of watching Nell with another woman! She told Anna that she was the only woman she had ever been attracted to, and somehow sold her on putting on a show for me. Anna sort of re-awakened when she touched Nell, and also got off on me telling them how sexy they looked, and now she back to her old self again. But she still comes over a couple of times a year, because she now knows how much Nell enjoys turning me on!" I had questions. "Does Anna know about your sharing Nell with other guys like me? Does Anna only have sex with Nell or is she interested in guys, too? Andy laughed. "We told her about the other guys. There were only a couple, Nell is damn picky. Anna was scandalized at first, but then she said it turned her on a little bit. Although she has dated some guys in the last few months, I don't think she has slept with any of them yet. Before her 'traditional' show with Anna for me, Nell is going to ask you to help her put on a little show for Anna and me! I never thought I would fall in love with a woman that is not only hornier than me, but more creative in figuring out ways to get laid! I think Nell wants a full on foursome. When I ask her about it she just smiles happily but doesn't answer." Nell was a force of nature. Having not seen Anna, I was not sure about a foursome, but even if Anna looked like a female version of Woody Allen, I could still get into putting on a show with Nell, whoever the audience might be. But I suspected if Nell was attracted to her, Anna was probably not exactly a plain Jane. It turned out that analysis was profoundly correct! The doorbell rang. Andy opened the door and in walked one of the hottest looking women I have seen in years. Anna was tall, about 5' 10", with her black hair done up even higher than that. She had the same kind of flawless fair skin that Nell did, but no freckles, no blemishes, and no imperfections at all, just perfect wonderful skin over high cheekbones and lit up with a shining smile! Her breasts were smaller than Nell's, about 34B, but they were high and wonderful atop what looked like powerful pectoral muscles. Her legs were long, looked strong, and her walk was graceful and hypnotic. Her most striking feature was her eyes, which were a very unusual combination of dark almost navy blue with lighter Wedgewood blue highlights. Her dark blue sweater and light blue blouse picked up the highlights in her eyes, and her tight black slacks clung to her flared hips. I suddenly felt like a 13 year old boy with his first major hard on! She literally took my breath away. Andy introduced us and I nodded, still unable to speak. She smiled briefly at me and then turned to hug Nell as she entered the room. Seeing them together suddenly broke through my enchantment, as I realized that the two of them touching each other was an erotic cinematographer's dream come true. Anna's perfect skin next to Nell's perfect skin with freckles! Anna's jet black hair contrasted with Nell's hot red hair! Anna's bright blue eyes competing with Nell's green lasers! If you saw a picture of them together, you would just assume there had been lots of Photoshop work and color manipulations. But these two were real and right in front of me! Nell took Anna over to show her the new Stones album, and then they went into the kitchen and put their heads together in whispered consultation. Anna walked back out to the dining room, hypnotizing me anew with her gliding walk. Nell called me into the kitchen and when I arrived gave me a conspiratorial wink, "I want to enlist your help in doing something for Anna." I laughed. "Either one of you two could probably get me to agree to anything! Andy said something about a show for Anna instead of for him?" She smiled and said "That's what I had in mind. Here's the scenario we will announce: Wicked wanton housewife is unexpectedly left alone with upstairs neighbor, sure that her husband won't be home for hours. She seduces the neighbor and they have wild sex right in her living room. What she does not realize is that her husband and female best friend are watching from the next room!" I smiled too. "So it's like XXX-rated improv?" She smiled even wider, "Exactly! No script, no plan, and no inhibitions. Just get caught up and go with it. Right after dinner!" Nell set up a serving line in the kitchen and we went through and filled our plates with chicken and rice casserole, broccoli, squash, and a baked apple. It was delicious, made more so by the company. I was spellbound whenever Anna spoke. She was from western Pennsylvania, so far west that it was practically Ohio, and was raised on a farm. She always wanted to go to Cornell and be a vet, and she did both. She majored in equine medicine, and specialized in horse breeding and genetics. Most of her clients were boutique breeders or major horse farms and she was on retainer to many of them, and traveled extensively all over the south. She said she had so far avoided being seduced by what she called 'the dark side of the force' or small animal urban practice, which was apparently much more lucrative than her specialty. Anna was curious about my decision to go back to graduate school, and seemed generally quite interested in my research plans. I realized that dinner was ending and the time for Nell's 'improv' was soon approaching, and as exciting as that prospect was, part of me wanted to just keep playing with the rest of my food while talking with Anna, and then maybe take her home and try to kiss her. I was really smitten! Soon we were clearing our plates and taking them to the kitchen. I naturally fell into step with Anna, and we continued our conversation. We were both 'dog people', and I had lost my 11 year old Belgian Malinois to stomach torsion about a year ago, and choose not to get another dog when I decided to go back to school, since I would not have time to properly socialize, train and exercise another dog. We shared a laugh about people mistakenly asking about my German shepherd, and suddenly all the clearing was done and we were going back into the living room. Nell stood up to act as master of ceremonies. Half of my heart pounded with excitement, the other half was afraid all this would freak out Anna and she would not take me seriously in the future. "Ladies and gentleman, Madams and Messieurs, Damen und Herren!" She shamelessly borrowed from 'Young Frankenstein'. "Tonight we have two special entertainments for you. Of course we have our traditional and famous 'two girl show' that we have all 'come' (exaggerated facial gesture) to know and love and been looking forward to. But first, a special feature, for the first time on our stage, Jack the graduate student will do an improv sketch with our resident bad girl, me! She held her arms up for applause, but got only a groan from Anna. "Pearls before swine! The story of my acting career!" she continued. "Let me set the scene for you. Jack has rented an apartment from Nell and Andy. Nell thinks Andy is off at work for several more hours, and she has lured Jack down to their living room on a pretense, intending to seduce him. What she does not realize is that her husband Andy and her best friend Anna are watching from the dining room, and observing everything. And thus our scene begins!" Nell motions for me to join her in the living room, and shoos Andy and Nell into chairs a few feet away in the dining room. Nell speaks "I guess the pipes are not leaking, Jack, so no emergency. But I want to thank you for coming down to help me!" Nell wraps Jack up in a full body hug and gives him a huge tongue kiss. Anna laughs softly. Nell continues "I am sorry to be so affectionate, Jack, but you make me feel so comfortable! I don't want you to get the wrong idea about me! She hugs and kisses Jack again, putting both hands on his butt cheeks and squeezing them enthusiastically. "What ideas are you getting Jack?" she asks. Jack looks nervous. "Well, I'm not sure." She then kissed him again, jumping up and wrapping both of her legs around his waist and locking them together like a wrestler. She stayed there, kissing his neck, and asked again "Any ideas now, Jack?" Jack looked around nervously. "What time does Andy get home?" She laughs. "Not for a couple of hours, but don't worry, I am making a tape for him so he won't miss anything! I can show it to him later when I am in a perfect position to benefit from the effect it has on him." She releases her legs and drops to her knees in front of Jack, looking up at him and teasingly rubbing his erection through his pants with the back of her hand. "My my Jack, is that a frog in your pocket, or are you just glad to see me?" Anna laughed again, but Andy groaned excitedly. I shivered involuntarily. Nell put her lips right next to my crotch, and then turned toward her audience with an expression like a Vaudeville villain. "I have always been interested in frogs!" she said, and then used her teeth to pull down the zipper of my slacks. She then used her hands to drop my pants, and then grabbed my now fully erect cock and moved it around, examining it from all sides. Anna said "Oh" and I was encouraged to hear it. Nell turned toward the audience again, with the same exaggerated manner, and said "Some of my wild and crazy undergraduate students tell me that if you lick the right kind of frog, in just the right way, you can get high!" Andy then said "Ohhhhhh" as Nell began to slowly lick my dick. She turned her green lasers to Andy, and his breathing got louder. Through all her bobbing and licking, she kept her eyes locked on his. Based on my previous observations, seeing Nell go down on another man pushed all of Andy's buttons, and I was sure the eye contact just made the effect stronger. I looked over at Anna, hoping to make eye contact and somehow convey to her that I wished it was her instead of (or maybe in addition to) Nell, but I discovered that her eyes were glued to my crotch! Hot damn! That was good sign. Or maybe she would rather see Nell giving her that kind of attention instead of me! Now Nell proceeded to push her head down onto me until my cock began to disappear into her mouth, and actually making those glug, glug, glug sounds like a Howard Stern sound effect. She got more and more forceful and made more and more slurping and gurgling sounds. She then took her mouth off my cock with a resounding plopping sound. Now breathing hard, she looked towards her audience and said "It's working! I think I'm getting high!" Then she dove back onto me and started humming 'Yankee Doodle' down in her throat. Andy, through clenched teeth, said "Oh, Nell!" admiringly. I looked up at Anna. She was moving her head gently up and down in time with Nell's! That almost made me come right there! Nell then plopped me out again and quickly took off all her clothes. She unbuttoned my shirt and pulled it off, and had me step out of my pants. She got in front of me on all fours, facing toward Andy and Anna, with her ass pointing right at me. She shamelessly looked back at me over her shoulder and used her hands to spread her ass cheeks apart, and wiggled them a bit. She turned toward her audience again with a big smile and said "What do you think we should do now, Jack?" Anna laughed hoarsely way down in her throat. I decided it was time for me to really improvise. I said, with the same kind of exaggerated villainous tone and making my voice as deep as I could, "Why whatever I want, my dear!" I stepped up to Nell, and spanked each butt cheek hard four times, turning them red. She drew in a massive breath and then started heaving and groaning. Anna said, in an almost fearful tone, "Oh my God, that makes her really go wild!" That was no exaggeration. She began chugging her breath like the little engine that could, and the red flush began to spread all over her body. Nell maybe weighed 90 pounds, and I was 6' 2" and about 200 pounds, so I hooked my elbows under her knees and then put my hands on the front of her shoulders, and lifted her up in front of me. Her legs were now spread apart and pointing right at Andy and Anna, and I could tell by the smell that little Nell was already wet as hell. I put the head of my cock right at the entrance to her pussy, and then said "What do you think we should do now, my dear?" I could now hear Andy's breathing over Nell's, and his face was just as flushed as her ass. He really did get off on seeing her excited! I looked over Nell's shoulder at Anna, and her eyes were still glued to my crotch. I knew from last week that Nell was an exhibitionist, and this was about as naked and exposed as she could get. The Landlords and Anna Not so gently, I used my arms to lower Nell down onto my cock, just as she answered my question. "Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!" she almost screamed. I lowered her further until she was all the way full with me, then pulled her back up to where I was just touching her again. "Are you sure?" I asked, mimicking her exaggerated tone. She screamed like a banshee "Fuck me! Fuck me now!" I gave her one more stroke, and then stopped. "What do you say Nell?" She was blubbering now. "Please! Please fuck me! Please!" So I did. I am not sure if it was making her say please, or having an audience, or having her husband watching, or wanting to impress Anna, but I was somehow able to just pound her without even feeling a hint of having to come. She began making noises like she had in the hot tub last week, and soon came loudly. She put her hands up above her shoulders and grabbed my head. "Fuck me some more you bastard!" I kicked it up a notch, using both my arms and my hips to thrust into her. She came again, her nipples hard and perspiration beginning to drip down her shoulders and chest. I went into high gear. Same stroke, same volume, but even higher RPM. She began to grip me so hard with her pussy that I was afraid she would hurt me. She came once more, grunting through clenched teeth, and then I pulled out without coming. I set her down on the floor on all fours again, so she was facing right at Andy and Anna, and spanked her again. She was now beyond frantic! Then I thrust into her doggie style (or horse style, I thought) and pulled her hair back so she would have to look Andy right in the eye. Andy's face was a mask of lust. He was breathing almost as fast as my strokes, and looked like he was really enjoying the show! Anna was looking at Nell's face and licking her lips. I was very pleased. Nell came again. I shifted my position so my legs were outside of hers and I could get maximum penetration. I was now putting most of my weight on her when I pushed all the way in, and her incredible pussy muscles were only stopping me right at the bottom. I began to feel like I was ready to come. I decided to let it go when it sounded like Nell was coming again. Soon her breathing peaked, her pussy began pulsing on me, and I let it rip! I pushed as far into her as I could and put my full weight on her, pushing her all the way down to the floor, and shot my load as far up in her as I possibly could, still pulling her hair in time with my spurts. She struggled for breath and screamed again. I let go of her head and she laid it down on the floor. I took my weight off, but stayed inside her, and began to gently kiss her shoulders. She sobbed a little, and so did I. I looked up at Anna. There were tears on her cheeks. I stood up and helped Nell up, and hugged her gently. Nell kissed me on the cheek, then went over to Andy and sat on his lap. He kissed her and held her and told her she was the most beautiful woman in the word. I walked over to Anna and sat down next to her. Andy picked up Nell and carried her up to their bedroom, so I guessed we were going to be on our own for a while. Anna would not look at me. I reached out and took her hand. She did not take it away from me, but she hid her face and began to sob. I waited to see if she would speak. She finally did "Jack, I am not sure why I am crying so much." I put an arm around her shoulders. She tensed and then relaxed into me. I asked her "If you want to talk, I'll listen, but you don't have to explain anything to me. I hope I haven't offended you or made you think less of me." She laughed. "I am pretty hard to shock. I watch 1500 pound horses fuck several times a week! You certainly would have earned your stud fee. If I did not already know that Nell was sterile, I would say you had about a 99% chance of impregnation. I think what is getting to me is how much Andy loved watching it and how he clearly loves Nell completely and unconditionally. I don't want to be a shared wife like Nell, but I would like someone love me like Andy does Nell." I paused. "Did you have that before with your husband?" She laughed while still crying. "I'm not sure. We were only married for about 18 months before he was killed. But I hoped we were getting there." I took a risk. "When we were finishing dinner, I was excited about the scene with Nell, but I was also thinking about how much I was enjoying talking to you, and how much I wanted to take you home and kiss you. I relaxed when I heard you laugh at Nell's antics; I was thinking you were going to be okay with it. But if I thought it would make you run away from me, I would rather not have done it!" She finally turned and looked at me. "I know things are not that simple. Nell doesn't go after very many men. She must have seen something in you that she trusted. Some of the men I have been attracted to lately have turned out to be gay! At least I don't have to worry about that with you." I paused and glanced up the stairs. "It looks like we are going to be on our own for a while, here. Do you want to talk about your relationship with Nell? Is she the only woman you have been with?" Anna cleared her throat. "I think Anna could seduce a nun! She is the only woman I have ever been with; I was infatuated with her in grad school. She was so alive and beautiful and I just could not resist her! If it didn't seem to add such verve to her relationship with Andy, I probably would not be with her anymore. But she literally saved my life after my husband died, and only because I had that sexual connection with her." I said "I have to be honest, the thought of you two together is so visually appealing to me that I may not be objective. You are both so beautiful that I might not be able to resist either of you, much less both. But don't kid yourself; you are just as alive and irresistible and wonderful as Nell is! Anna stared at me, and my first thought was about blue lasers. I excused myself for a moment and grabbed my clothes and went into the downstairs bathroom. I cleaned up and dressed, and came back out. I sat back down with Anna, and just then Nell tiptoed down the stairs. She smiled sheepishly and said "Andy is very 'inspired' and I think I am going to be too worn out to continue tonight. Will you guys forgive me? We both said yes, and told her to go back upstairs, and we would let ourselves out. I invited Anna up to see my apartment, although I prepared her for the chaos that goes with unpacking. She said maybe another time. I asked her what kind of things she liked to do on the weekends so we could spend some time together. She said she would call me, and headed for her car. I felt both encouraged and worried about the future. I wanted to have a long term relationship with Anna. Did that mean I would also have a long term relationship with Nell and thus Andy? Or were they mutually exclusive? Would Nell want to have her show with Anna next weekend? I decided to just focus on school next week and see what happened next. The Landlord's Daughter The people that I rent from live about two miles down the street. I always go over there to drop off any mail that came for them or to give them the rent. They have a daughter named Jilian. She is a beautiful young lady and very smart too. I had always seen her over there when I dropped off things and she almost always bare foot. I always tried to look at her bare feet, but I didn't want to get caught by her parents. So just a little while ago I went by to drop off some bills they had received in our mailbox. I parked out in front of the house and was going to slip the mail under the door when I see a single naked foot on top of the sofa. They have a large bay window next to the front door. I stood there looking at it for a second before I knocked on the door. Jilian answered the door wearing a t-shirt and nylon running pants. She had been lying on the sofa reading a book when I arrived. Standing outside the door I handed her the mail and she said "OK I'll give it to my parents" and was about to close the door. I asked her if I could come inside for a second and get a drink. She let me in and poured me a Coke. She came back into the living room and told me to have a seat. I sat in a chair near hers to look at her perfect bare feet. She put her feet up on the coffee table between us and started talking. My mouth went dry as I had a perfect view of her soles in front of me. I made good conversation and we talked for a while. Now Jilian loves to dance ballet, so I asked her about some dances she had been in. When she finished telling me I told her she didn't have the feet of a dancer. We both looked at her feet that were less than a two feet away from me. She really doesn't her little toes are perfectly shaped. I reached over and took one of her little size 6's in my hand and told her I dated a girl who was a dancer once and her toes were all messed up. I pressed her toes down to show her what those toes looked like. She really didn't seem to mind me touching her feet at all. I won't say she loved it, but it didn't bother her. I quickly asked her if she had heard of reflexology. Jilian said she hadn't so I took her other foot in my other hand and started to explain it as I pressed my thumbs into parts of her soles. At this point we were sitting in different chairs. I suggested that we move to the sofa so I could show her better. I love young (legal) girls because they are so innocent as to my real intentions. We sat on opposite ends of the sofa and she put her awesome feet back in my lap. I quit with the reflexology stuff and just started massaging her soles and toes. I am a sole lover so as we talked about her school and plans for college in a couple of years I kept my glare on her young tender soles. My erection was about to blow out of my pants so I had to keep an arm on it to keep her from seeing it. I placed her ankles together and held them there with one hand as the other hand caressed her soles. All during the massage I kept the conversation going and telling jokes to make her laugh. I wanted this massage to seem totally natural and not let her know what it was doing to me. I think if she knew she would have made me leave and told her parents, bad idea. I kept looking at her and at her feet. She acted like what I was doing was totally natural and was talking up a storm about her boyfriend being too strict with her. Her mouth was going a mile a minute. I pretended to be interested but I had to keep looking at those soles. I kneaded the balls of her feet with my fingers and ran the tips of my fingers up and down her soles and between her toes. Twenty minutes passed by and I had to play it off. "Oh I was going to show you about reflexology." Jilian said Its OK I was just enjoying the foot massage! It is not every day I get a foot rub!" "Well in that case give me those feet back!" I joked, and she did! Jilian extended her little feet right back into my lap and continued talking again. Another twenty minutes had passed and I was still rubbing those tender soles. Now I was really worked up and almost ready to come from the kinkiness of the whole situation. My mind was telling me "Give those toes a kiss, she'll like it!" Then I knew it was time to go before I got into trouble, which I would have. Jilian wasn't ready for that and I knew it. I wanted so bad just to raise a foot to my mouth and lick her little soft soles from the heel to the toe. My cock was dripping pre cum and if I didn't stop so I would get into trouble. I tapped her feet to signal I was finished. Jilian pulled her feet away and said jokingly "Your not finished are you?" I wanted to say NO and bury my face in her soles and go to town on them. I told her she could have a foot massage anytime she wanted. Jilian said "Watch out because I'll take you up on it!" "Anytime" I replied. I drove away from her house in total disbelief of what had just happened. I will massage those feet again! Next time I want to catch her when she has been wearing shoes all day. I brought her foot close enough to smell and it didn't not at all. I wished her feet would had been fresh out of shoes because I love the moist feeling feet have when they first come out of shoes and socks. If Jilian's feet had smelled of fresh young foot sweat it would have sent me over the edge and I would have pushed my nose between her toes or something.