****** The Landlady by ubslim@hotmail.com ****** =============================================================================== The Landlady I was 21 years old when I went away to graduate school. I needed a place to stay an found a posting on the school bulletin board for a room for rent in a private house. I called and arranged to see the room. When I got there I was greeted by a family of four. Ruth, the mother, George the husband and two teenage sons. Ruth who appeared to be about my mother's age kind of stayed in the background. George showed me the room and told me I could also use the living room and family TV. The room was OK, the price was right but what sold me was Ruth. For whatever the reason, even though she didn't say much, I felt a mutual attraction. She was slender, about 5'2" and had dark hair starting to turn grey and dark eyes. She looked somewhat Italian. I moved in and as the weeks went by Ruth and I talked about many things in the few short times no one else was around. She seemed interested in my love life and would ask about anyone I was going out with. One day when I came back from class she was at the front door and said, "Oh, I thought you were George and almost kissed you." I said, "I wouldn't mind." She just kind of looked at me and smiled. In the weeks since I had moved in, I always ate out. One day she invited me to stay for dinner. Since it had been a long time since I had a home cooked meal. I said, "Great." While having dinner, I learned that George and the boys would be going out shopping, leaving Ruth and me alone. I thought, "Is this why she invited me to dinner? So I would be here when they went out?" On the other hand, I thought "What if she just felt sorry for me and wanted me to have a good meal for a change? What if I misread her and made a move on her and she said, 'How dare you! What do you think you are doing? Get out of this house before I tell my husband!'" I could picture myself calling my parents and telling them I tried to fuck my landlady and got kicked out of the house. My mind was racing and my heart was pounding while I thought of a way to approach her. She gave piano lessions part time and I also played the piano so I asked her to play the piano for me. She refused and said she would be too self-conscious playing with me watching. I tried to pull her over to the piano but she resisted, so I picked her up and carried her over. She didn't get upset so I figured, so far, so good. She started playing and I sat in a big easy chair and said, "I'll just sit here and enjoy the view." After she played a song, she came over to me and leaned down with her face close to mine and said, "Now are you satisfied?" I said, "No, not yet," and pulled her down on my lap. I put my hands on her breasts which were small but firm. I tried to kiss her but she pulled away and said, "Don't, George will be home any minute." When she said that, I realized I was home free since she didn't object to the kiss, and was just afraid of getting caught. Since the chair was right by the front door and George was due back any minute, I said "Let's go upstairs." She rather reluctantly let me lead her up the stairs but when I tried to take her into my room, she refused. I pushed her up against the wall and started to kiss her, all the while she was saying, "Please don't" and "Stop". I ignored her and when I kissed her, her mouth was wide open and her tongue ready for action, which kind of surprised me since I didn't realize she would be that eager. Just then the door opened downstairs and she ran into her room and closed the door. I was still worried that she might change her mind and tell George, but as it turned out, I need not have worried. Ruth had a habit of staying up late watching TV after George and the boys went to bed. We had not talked or been alone since that night. A few days later, she asked me to stay up and watch TV with her and so I did. I was sitting on the couch after everyone had gone to bed and Ruth came over and sat right next to me. She was panting so hard I was afraid George would hear her upstairs. She leaned over to kiss me and as soon as she did, she grabbed my cock through my pants with her right hand. I was surprised because I didn't think she would be that aggressive. My cock was already hard and I felt her sliding her hand along it's length. I think the danger involved with her husband just upstairs made it all the more exciting for both of us. I started to stay up every night to "watch TV" with the same scenario each night. We would play with each other, but just through our clothing. I was always afraid someone would get up and come down the stairs. The couch was right at the bottom of them. It actually happened one night. For some reason, one of the boys suddenly started down the stairs. I just gave Ruth a shove and she kind of landed on her feet and started walking away and I bent down pretending to tie by shoelace to hide the bulge in my pants. That close call didn't seem to bother her and the next night, she asked me if she could "kiss it". The thought of an older woman sucking my cock while her husband was sleeping right above us was a real turn on. It turned out Ruth just loved to suck cock and was quite good at it. Every night she would go after it like a dog after a bone. Much as I enjoy getting my cock sucked, I like fucking even more. Women are like snowflakes in that each one is different and the exploration of new territory is always the most enjoyable. I know the only way I would be alone with her would be to cut classes and come back during the afternoon before the boys got out of school. I told Ruth of my plan, and she was all for it. The eagerly anticipated day finally arrived and I found Ruth waiting for me in a robe with nothing on under it. My cock sprang to instant attention and we quickly went upstairs. She led me into her bedroom and climbed under the covers. I got undressed and slid in beside her. I asked her what side of the bed George slept on and she said to her left. I knew that George was right handed and knew right away he was not a good lover. A right handed good lover always sleeps to the woman's right because as he turns toward her, his right hand is free for action. I kissed her and put my right hand between her legs and found she was so excited, even the inside of her thighs were wet. I said, "It didn't take you long to get ready." Ruth laughed and said, "I've been ready all night. I got so excited just thinking about you that I was awake most of the night playing with myself." I was surprised when I put my cock in her that she was as tight as any teenager in spite of having two kids. Ruth was just wild in bed. She bucked and thrashed around so much; sometimes I had trouble staying in her. She was like an alcoholic with the keys to a liquor store. She just couldn't get enough. After about an hour of nonstop fucking and sucking, I had to get out of there because the boys were due home any minute. When I was getting dressed, Ruth confirmed my suspicions about George. She said he was very small and could only last a minute or two which always left her frustrated. I would skip class a couple of days a week for our afternoon sessions. Amazingly, Ruth also told me she got married right out of high school and I was the only man she had sex with other than her husband. She said she had no basis of comparison and if she knew it could be this good, she would have had an affair long before this. As it was, Ruth sure did her best to make up for lost time. My grades began to suffer because of all the classes I cut and when summer vacation came along I decided to find another place to stay for the next school year. I got an apartment and would have Ruth come over some evenings for fuck sessions. After a while I got tired of her and saw her less and less. No matter how good someone is in bed, it's like reading the same book over and over again. My feeling is that Vagina is a nice place to visit, but I don't want to live there. ubslim@hotmail.com This story is part of White_Shadow's_Nasty_Stories. You may also want to visit: * Sexy_Top_100_Stories * Erotic_Top_100_Story_Sites