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My First Attempt With My LandlordThe drive to Portland exhausted me, so I slept in a little later than usual. My morning schedule would be to finish unpacking, then head to the grocery store. I had two weeks to get my apartment situated before I started working full time. I made myself a cup of coffee and sat on the couch, still wearing my pajama pants and camisole. I needed a few more minutes to wake up. After my coffee, I stood up and stretched my arms. The strap to my camisole broke. *quot;Shit*quot; i thought, just what I wanted to deal with first thing in the morning. Luckily the break left the strap in two. Instead of changing my shirt, I tied a knot to keep the strap in place then started unpacking. I grabbed my phone to see if I had any calls. I had a couple missed calls from Tom, the landlord. I checked my voicemail. He stated he needed to stop by to check the electrical box. He explained there were a few tasks he needed to complete to make sure everything was up to date in the apartment. He had planned to be there at 9a. That was only 10 minutes. I checked myself in the mirror to make sure I was presentable. I brushed my teeth, put my hair in a ponytail and waited. He showed up just after 9am. I was sitting on the couch. *quot;How's it going this morning*quot; he said. *quot;A little tired, it was a long drive.*quot; I replied. Tom is attractive and muscular. He's tall. He's older than me, probably in his mid-40s. He was wearing jeans and a t-shirt. His chest filled out his shirt. He had a toolbox in his hand. It must have been heavy because it made his tricep muscle bulge. As he explained again how he wanted to ensure the electrical box was up to date, I just thought about him picking me up and lowering me on his dick. If he did, I wouldn't have stopped him. He told me that him and his wife had recently bought new rental property and he was behind on maintenance tasks. *quot;Sure thing.*quot; I said. *quot;Can I pour you a cup of coffee?*quot; Tom happily accepted. I got up from the couch and stretched again. Tom was staring at my chest without any care of me noticing him. Just then the knot became untied and exposed a good part of my breast. *quot;Oops'' I said as I acted embarrassed. Tom's eyes grew wider. His bulge grew bigger. *quot;Do you mind helping me with this strap?*quot; I asked. *quot;Pretty sure I'm going to have to throw this shirt away*quot;. I went over to Tom so that he could help me. He was nervous trying not to touch my tit while tying the strap. *quot;You don't have to be nervous, Tom*quot;. I sure wasn't. My nipples started poking through my shirt, but I continued standing there like nothing was out of the ordinary.*quot;I'm not.*quot; he lied back. His hands fumbled a bit and brushed the tops of my breast a bit. I wasn't sure if it was purposefully or if he was fidgeting because being this close to my tits actually made him nervous. He managed to tie a tight knot. *quot;Make sure my tit can breath Tom.*quot; I said jokingly. He smirked. I went into the kitchen to pour a cup of coffee for Tom. *quot;If you need any help just let me know,*quot; I said to him. Tom stated he wouldn't need any help. *quot;Ok. I need to shower, but feel free to go about as you need*quot; I told Tom.I exited the bathroom in my bathrobe when I heard Tom call for me. *quot;Excuse illegal bahis me Melanie.*quot; he said. *quot;Do you have a flashlight? I need a second one to see behind the electrical box.*quot; I did have a flashlight. It was in my bag by the couch. I went over to it and bent over. Ben bought me this bathrobe because he said I enjoy how soft it is. But that's not the real reason. My bathrobe falls just below my ass. When I bend over the back of my bathrobe goes up. My pussy goes on full display for anyone looking. And Tom was looking. No, he was staring. I looked around in my bag for almost a minute before I pulled out the flashlight. I handed it to Tom with a smile. Tom said he only needed a few more minutes. I told him I was just going to wait for him on the couch until he was finished. I sat there with my legs crossed watching the news on t.v. I noticed Tom looked at me a few times as he continued to work. I was able to watch him watching me from the reflection in the window. I can only imagine what the sight of my thighs were doing to him! After he finished, we shook hands and he left. Being watched turns me on so much that as soon as he left I pulled out my dildo. Afterwards, I got dressed and headed out to the store. The next morning, I was in my bathrobe when Tom called again. He said he needed to come over to check the plumbing and to not take a shower. He said he had noticed a leak when he was checking the electric. I answered the door in my bathrobe. *quot;Hi Melanie.*quot; he said. *quot;Hi.*quot; I replied with a smile. He explained that he had noticed a water leak and needed to find it. He wasn't sure how long he expected it to take, but asked to bear with him. I told him to let me know if he needed any help. I brought him a cup of coffee and he started to work. He was checking the plumbing underneath the bathroom sink when he called for me. *quot;Melanie, do you mind helping me for a moment?*quot; I went into the bathroom. He said he found the leak and wanted to show me. He asked me to stand by the sink. As I did, he knelt down to look at the pipes underneath the sink. Tom must have been inches away from my pussy.Tom decided to lay down under the sink as it would give him a view to fix the leak. I'm sure it gave him a great view of my pussy too. I stood over him. He instructed me to turn on the faucet. He was looking at my pussy and loving it. No water came out, I told him. He told me to try again. He then said to squat down and look for leaks near the top of the pipe. I thought that was what he was doing? I'm not a plumber so I did as I was told. Now he had a great view of my tits and pussy. *quot;I don't see anything,*quot; I told him. He told me to turn the faucet on again. As I attempted to stand up, I stumbled and fell. My hand landed on his hard dick. *quot;Ouch*quot; he said. *quot;Sorry*quot; I told him. He crawled out from underneath the sink. He curled up into the fetal position. I must have hurt his dick bad. I was on my knees facing him. I wrapped my arms around him to try and soothe him. I pressed his face into my tits and held him tight. We cuddled for a few minutes until the pain subsided. *quot;I'm so sorry,*quot; I said again. I helped him to the couch. I grabbed him another cup of coffee. *quot;I can help you illegal bahis siteleri feel better, if you'd like*quot; I asked him. He looked at me quizzically. *quot;How so?*quot; he asked. I got on my knees. I pulled his zipper down. I grabbed his dick. I stopped there.*quot;I can continue.*quot; I told him. He hesitated, *quot;I'm a married man.*quot; *quot;I know, but that hasn't kept you from staring at me. Plus, your dick hurts and I'm trying to help you feel better.*quot;I pulled down his pants. *quot;No, I can't,*quot; he said as he got up and left. I didn't hear from Tom for a couple days. I wasn't sure if the attempted blowjob made him feel awkward. Regardless, I needed his help. My furniture delivery was being pushed up to Wednesday instead of Friday. I needed to get the couch and t.v. he lent me out so that I could have the new stuff delivered. I called him up and left a message. He called back one hour later. We made small talk for a minute or two, then I told him about the furniture delivery. He was happy to help and said he would try to be there in the morning so that we had enough time to get the existing stuff out of the apartment. Before we hung up I asked him if our situation on the couch made him feel uncomfortable. He apologized and stated he had let his guard down. He told me how attractive I was, but stated that he didn't want to be unfaithful to his wife. After another minute or two of talking we hung up.Tom showed up Wednesday. I answered the door and invited him in. I had already poured him a cup of coffee. I walked over to give it to him. I pressed my tits against his chest and told him, *quot;We don't have to touch, but you can look all you want*quot;. I was wearing a loose white v-neck and spandex shorts. I didn't wear a bra or panties. We sat on the couch one last time and drank our coffee. When we finished, I grabbed Tom's cup to put it in the sink, then put on my shoes. I didn't kneel down to tie my shoes, I just bent over. I knew that when I did this my shorts would stretch making them transparent. Hopefully Tom had a great view. We moved the couch to Tom's truck. Before we put in the truck I had to clear some stuff from the bed of his truck. I was crawling on all fours, as I moved the stuff. *quot;I should have cleaned this up beforehand, but I had a busy week.*quot; Tom said. I turned around giving Tom a great look down my shirt. *quot;It's no problem,*quot; I said seductively. Eventually we got the couch and t.v. into his truck and he left. A half hour later, the furniture delivery people came. I didn't bother to change.Over the next week, Tom stopped by a few times to fix this or fix that. Each time I put on a little show for him. He liked it, I liked it, but we never touched. The Friday afternoon before my work start date, a different person came knocking. I did nothing that day except lay around in my pajama pants and the camisole that I never threw away. The issue with the camisole now was that both straps were broken. I had to tie them a few times over the last few days, but didn't care to throw it away. I heard the knock again. This was weird as I didn't know anyone other than Tom. He would have called. I looked through the window to see who it was. It was a relatively attractive looking canlı bahis siteleri woman wearing a red maxi dress and a wide brim hat. I wondered who it was. I opened the door and the woman looked at me stunned. After a second she said, *quot;Hi, I'm Renee. Tom's wife.*quot; *quot;Hi,*quot; I said, still confused as to why she was here. *quot;I wanted to see how things were going?*quot; she said.*quot;Things are great. This is a beautiful place*quot; I exclaimed, *quot;Tom's been working on fixing a few issues around the apartment. I'm really grateful. Come on in.*quot;*quot;So am I,*quot; she said. *quot;What do you mean?*quot; I asked.*quot;Oh nothing*quot; she replied, eyeing me up.I invited her in for a cup of coffee. She came in and we sat at the kitchen table. We began talking like old friends. We continued talking when she got to the point as to why she was here. She told me that Tom has been coming around here a lot. *quot;He didn't tell you?*quot; I asked with a confused look. I told her he was coming over to fix a bunch of issues and to make sure that everything was in working order. She nodded in agreement. *quot;Yeah, in the last few months we bought more rental property. Tom and I do most of the work ourselves. And I know he's been real busy fixing up the places and getting them rented. Last time I was here I thought everything was in working order.*quot; Her last statement had me wondering if she thought Tom was cheating on her. Is that why she came? To see if Tom and I were fucking? *quot;Oh, that's interesting. He's fixed a bunch of stuff since I've been here.*quot; *quot;Well, you never know when stuff will break*quot; she said which ended that topic. However, we continued talking. She told me how Tom and her met. I told her about my boyfriend Ben. I told her that he had some classes to finish this summer and will be moving in at the end of summer. I think hearing about Ben eased her a bit more as she thought I was *quot;taken.*quot; After our first cup, I got up to get us some more. I reached over to grab her cup and both straps became undone. Being that I had bent over a little, Renee got to see an upfront shot of my deep cleavage.*quot;I'm sorry*quot; I said with an embarrassing tone *quot;but i'm sure you can relate*quot;.*quot;I can't,*quot; she chuckled. *quot;Mine aren't as big as yours!*quot;I had a t-shirt on the back of my chair. *quot;Excuse me one moment*quot; I said to Renee and grabbed the t-shirt. I turned around so that my back was towards her. I took off my camisole. I'm sure she got a good view of the sides of my tits. A year ago I had my back towards Ben to change my shirt. He noted that my tits looked awesome from his view point. So I figure Renee got a great view as well. Before I could put the t-shirt on, she said *quot;Hey Melanie, do you mind if I*quot; while gesturing that she wanted to feel my breasts.*quot;Seriously?!*quot; I said.She cupped my breasts. She squeezed them, massaged them, lifted them and let them fall. *quot;They feel great,*quot; she told me.*quot;You can keep fondling them.*quot; I told her.*quot;No thank you. I was just curious. I'm not into women or anything like that.*quot;We talked for another hour or so. At the end we both got up and gave each other a hug. I squeezed her tight so that my tits smashed into her body. As we released our embrace, I slid my hand nonchalantly down her back to the top of her ass so as to tease her a bit. I don't think she noticed what I did. She told me that if she needed a friend to go out or do something to let her know. We exchanged phone numbers and she left.The rest of the weekend was just me and my dildo. Monday morning I started work.