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Landlady and Rental

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Mature land lady and private room rented. Very true story.


 

The name of the town I lived in was Washington, Indiana. The job I worked on was in Edwardsport, IN right outside of Bicknell. These were very small towns and very rural areas. My company was paying me perdiem so if I found a room to rent I could pocket the rest of the money. I was getting $100 per day for food and hotel. Because of the rural areas the hotel choices were slim and way over priced because of the size of the project. Some other co workers had already rented private bedrooms or even whole houses just to get away from the crappy motels in the area. I kept looking in the paper and found a nice furnished room for rent in Washington which was the best location for eating joints. The rent was $500 but the room had its own private entrance, bathroom, TV, internet and cable. This would have normally been high but everyone in these towns was taking advantage of this multi year project and jacking the rent up. Everything started out very normal and I never had any intentions of anything happening between myself and the land lady at all! I just wanted a quiet place to live while on the job and to save some money.

When I met Evelyn at her home everything was very clean and tidy. She was an older retired woman and widowed with grown children living out of state. She had all the family pictures on the wall and had a nice older style farm house with many acres out back and a car port with detached garage. She was shorter than me around 5-2 to 5-3, short silver hair, big build what you would call BBW but she was more the pear shape which is a large ass. She has a big belly and rather large chest but not huge. Your typical older mature grand mother type.

She showed me the room told me laundry and some meals would be included so I was sold! I was working 6 days per week so her doing laundry was a huge plus.



At the time I did not know her age and did not care. I was only there for the room.

The first week went by totally normal and Evelyn did my laundry almost daily just as she said and cooked great meals about three to four days out of the week. She was very active in the church and local community. She knew everyone and her husband was a sheriff at one time in the town.

The farm house was of course wood floors with throw rugs and my bedroom was behind her room. The other bedroom which was the largest of the two spare rooms was set up for her grand children when they visited.

I usually went to bed early because I had to be up at 5:30am. She would usually go to bed an hour after me which was somewhere around 10:00 and I would usually still be up because she didn't know it but I was in there masturbating before bed. I was careful to be quiet about it and would sometimes stand up so as not to shake the bed against the wall.



About a week or so into the stay one night after the lights had been out the air conditioner clicked off and I could hear the sound of buzzing. I thought to myself no way was this woman using a vibrator! I could not believe it so I put my ear to the wall and I could hear the buzzing distinctly. I listened and listened, eventually the tone changed to different tones and different frequencies. After a while I hear some very muffled and quiet grunting as she was having her orgasm then all was quiet. I slipped down into the covers and went to sleep almost laughing to myself at what had happened. Not because I thought it was funny I was just shocked she was doing that.



So Sunday rolled around and I decided to go check out her vibrator while she was away at church. Beside the bed was a small bathroom style garbage can with a towel in the bottom and a large Hitachi wand massager plugged into the wall. It was covered by another towel just in case someone came into the room I guess. I put the towel back over the wand and the garbage can just as I found it. I continued to listen to her using the vibrator at night but it wasn't every night usually every 2nd or 3rd night. This went on for weeks and the more I listened to it the more I wanted her to know I was doing the same thing.

The way I have masturbated since a teen is to roll a soft T shirt around my shaft and use that to stroke with until I cum into the shirt. At that time I had one shirt I did this with which was very soft and very worn out. I would sometimes use it for two weeks straight before washing it. Since she was doing the laundry I had no way of washing this shirt unless she was gone and then I would throw it in real quick for a wash on Sundays.

Well I decided that I would just leave this shirt in my laundry pile for her to wash it. I had a laundry basket in my room where I would put my clothes and she would wash them usually every other day or three. I left the cum stained shirt in the basket but not on top where it would be obvious. After I arrived home that afternoon the T shirt was folded very nice and laying right on the bed. I could not believe she did that. I thought she must know exactly what this is. I began leaving the used T shirt in the laundry basket every morning and every afternoon it would be washed, folded and placed on my bed. This went on for several weeks and not a word was said about it.

She was always dressed and covered, always had on a robe of some sort. The fact she was washing and folding my masturbation catch rag perplexed me so I worked up the nerve to start leaving the T shirt in its rolled up form. The shirt would be folded first then rolled around my shaft so after several minutes of stroking it would take on the shape and actually stay in that shape more or less. So it was round with a hole down the middle and my cum would be at the end.

I placed the shirt in the clothes basket and again it was washed and folded as normal. I began leaving it this way rather than unrolling it and throwing it in the basket. About three days into this she came out late one night right before I was getting ready to turn in. She did not have on her thick cotton robe this time and had just a normal sleeping gown that was sheer but not sexy in any way. I could see her large tits were not in a bra and were hanging down around her belly. The gown was not short or sexy in any way just a normal sleeping gown but this was a first for her because she was always covered up in a thick robe.

She walked to the kitchen and got a glass of water then stopped to make small talk with me as she drank her water and her tits plain as day hanging there in the night gown giving me a side profile view in the lamp light. We both turned in about the same time and within minutes of her door closing the vibrator was running.

I continued to leave her my rolled up T shirt everyday and she would wash it and fold it every day. Her walking out in the sleeping gown continued but not always, it was only at night just before bed and on my only day off which was Sunday. I would sleep in but when I woke up she would be walking around in the sleeping gown and no robe. I figured she was open to sex but I had no idea how to approach this and honestly didn't want any sort of sex, relationship or love, I just wanted to see how far she would go with this but I had to be careful because I didn't want to get kicked out either.

One morning before leaving I left a note in the laundry basket that said "thank you for washing this for me, I appreciate it"

That afternoon nothing was said and all was normal. The very next day on my washed T shirt was a note that said "you don't have to use this if you don't want to" I went back out into the living area and said nothing. We made small talk as usual and watched one of her TV shows she liked. Then I turned in.

I replied on that note. "What do you have in mind"

That afternoon there was no note and we again made small talk as usual. Two days passed and there was a reply to my question.

"no kissing, no lights, no talking during or about it and no one ever knows about this" The word ever was underlined twice. Now I was blown back by this reply but thought about it and thought she must want it but feels bad about it and I could relate to this totally. I was not actually sure I could even go through with fucking her should it come to that. But I did enjoy hearing the vibrator that never got old to me and I still didn't think that she knew I could hear it. I have always had good hearing and it was very quiet but I could detect it when the fan motor was off and the house was quiet.

So I thought about this for a few days and decided to go ahead and go for it and if she got mad and threw me out I would just go back to the motel or look for another place. I left her a note that said this.

"okay, how do you want to do this? I really do not want to upset you but would enjoy it if you are open to trying it"

I left this note and was a worried mess all day long. I did not even leave the T shirt out because I was too nervous to masturbate. That afternoon there was a note on the bed. "you did not offend me and thank you" "let me think about this"



Several days passed and I began leaving the T shirt again after only the second day. Sometime in the next week there was a note on the bed when I got in from work one afternoon. "All I want is simply the sex not anything more. I have not had any in a long time and would like to experience this again. This town is so small and no one can know about this. I also don't want you to see me because I do not feel comfortable that way so the lights have to remain off and it has to be dark outside. When you are ready to do this call my house and hang up when I answer, then I will get ready and call you back then you can come into my room"

I could not believe it. Now I was wondering could I actually do this... I let a few days and a weekend pass and thought that I was working up the nerve to make the call. We continued as normal and she actually stopped coming out in the sleeping gown but probably because it was into fall and had turned a little cool.

I decided that it was now or never so that Sunday night after I had been out for an evening in the nearest town which was an hour away. I decided I would do it. Make the call and see what happened. I got in and she was already in bed her bedroom door closed as usual. I called and it seemed like an eternity the phone rang and rang and rang. I was about to hang up when she answered, I hung up. Several minutes passed and I could hear her get out of bed and open her bedroom door. I could not believe it! My cell phone rang just a few seconds later. I answered it and she hung up.

I laid there and stroked my already hard dick trying to imagine that Evelyn was in there waiting. I got up walked out into her house nude and slowly peeked around the corner into her room. The outside light was filling the house but her curtains were pulled tight and I could not see into her room. I slowly walked in and allowed my eyes to adjust. I could just barely make out where furniture was and on the bed I could see her shape on the center of the bed but could not see any detail at all. I reached out and came into contact with her left foot then reached over and there was her right ankle. She was on all fours in the center of the bed doggie style. She let out a quiet whispered ohhhhh as I reached in between her legs and rubbed from her belly up to her pussy. She was soaking wet and was unshaved. I took my cock and guided the head up and down her gash a few times and slowly slid it inside. Her face was in the pillow and she was giving quiet ohhs with each thrust. I wrapped my arms around her ass and hips and pulled her ass into my stomach and chest driving it deeper each time. We fucked like this for a good while. I would slow down so I didn't cum. After I unloaded inside of her I pulled out and and simply walked back to my room. The next day was normal, no notes nothing just like it never happened.



I let one night pass and called again. Same routine happened only this time there was a towel underneath to catch my sperm after it ran out.

We continued this several times and then I went one night as always and she was standing up leaning against the bed but bent over. A towel on the floor where she was standing. I entered from behind and went to town. Her large tits were flopping like sacks of potatoes and I could hear them clapping together. I held onto her shoulders and she bucked into me hard raising her head up looking straight ahead saying oh oh oh oh oh with each thrust. The fact this proper church going woman was fucking me like a wild animal and being able to make out her old lady hair cut in the dark was an even greater turn on. This was so taboo it was hot. Her ass was wider than my shoulders and I reached around the edge of her side as she was bent over holding onto the bed to get a feel at what her tits were doing as they clapped together. They were actually slapping against her belly forward to back not against each other like I thought. I pumped her full of sperm and left for my room allowing it to spill out on the floor onto the towel.

We did this for months never speaking a word of it. It became routine and expected. She stayed covered up in her robe even more now and continued to masturbate with the vibrator. Sometimes even after I had fucked her I would hear the vibrator running. I was there one afternoon on a Sunday and thought I would try to call and see if she would go for a day light fuck. She was outside working with some flowers and I was sitting on the sofa watching TV. She walked into the house and I made the call. She stood there quiet not saying a word or looking my direction, she walked around the kitchen a bit and I could tell she seemed bothered by it. She went outside and spent probably 15 minutes outside and I really thought she would not do it. Then she walked back in and I could hear the dead bolt lock on the door. She walked into her room closed the door and several minutes later I got my return call.

I went to my room and undressed the walked over to her room and opened the door. She was standing up bent over towel on the floor holding onto the bed. I could see everything, her belly was hanging down between her legs and her gash was there in its glory unshaved and already opened. She had the biggest ass I have ever seen in person and it was honestly not pretty. As we fucked I looked to the side to watch her tits slap against her belly. The fat on her ass and thighs was moving as I fucked her from behind. I fucked her long and hard that day and she was very vocal more so than she had ever been. After unloading inside of her pussy I pulled out and watched as my cum ran out and down her belly then dropped of her belly onto the floor. I turned around and walked out but peeked around the corner of the door just long enough to watch her stand and walk over to her bathroom. We only did that once in the day light and she was back outside tending to her plants when I came out dressed.

This is all we ever did and nothing was ever spoken about it. We fucked up to the last night I was there.


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