David came home from work and heard sobbing coming from his spare bedroom. He has been renting his spare bedroom to Britney, who was twelve years younger than him, for the past 6 months. She was fired from her waitress job 5 weeks ago for telling off a rude customer. She had been unable to find another job because of her bad work history. When Britney moved in, she promised David that she would not miss any rent payments.
Because she was unemployed, Britney was unable to pay rent last month. David gave her one month grace period, only because she was very sexy looking and he was not ready to for her to move out. It was the first of the month and rent was due today. David knew that she would not be able to pay rent again this month and had come up with an alternative plan.
David knocked on the bedroom door lightly and slowly opened the door before waiting for a response. Britney was lying on her bed, covering her eyes. He could see tears running down her cheek. She was wearing short spandex shorts and a short shirt that showed her bare midriff.
"What is the matter?" David asked, though he already knew the answer.
Britney pulled her hands down from her face and did her best to stop sobbing. She did not make eye contact with David, staring at his feet. "I don't know what I am going to do. I can't seem to find a job and I am unable to pay you rent today."
"Britney, come out to the living room and sit on the couch so we can discuss your living situation."
David turned away from her bedroom entrance and made his way into his living room. He heard Britney's bed squeak as she stood up. He took a sit in his recliner and watched Britney as she entered the room and took a seat on the fake leather couch on the opposite side of the room. He checked out her full breasts pressed against her skin tight shirt. His eyes drifted down to her crotch. He swore he could practically see her pussy lips through the material as she walked. Her long blond hair hung over her shoulders and rested on the top of her breasts.
When Britney sat down, David turned his recliner to face her. She sat sat with her legs together, staring at the floor with her hands folded in her lap. Her eyes and nose were bright red from her crying. David looked at her and prepared to speak.
"We seem to have a problem." He said, pausing for a second. "When you moved in, you promised that you would not miss a payment. Now you are two payments behind. I am afraid I am going to have to kick you out unless we can come up with some other solution for you to earn your keep here."
Britney looked into his eyes a split second before directing her stare back to the floor. "I am sorry David. I have been trying to get another job, but I don't have money to put gas in my car now and I am not getting any calls from the places I have applied. I will clean your house, cook your meals, wash your car and do your laundry if you let me stay. That is the only way I can think of earning my keep."
"I am afraid that will not do. I have a better idea. Are you aware that I am attracted to you and have wanted you since the day you moved in?"
Britney started to sob again. "No, sir. I did not know that. I apologize, but I am not attracted to you."
David was not bad looking, but he was not necessarily very attractive either. He was 34 years old, 5' 5" tall, had a little pot belly and was balding. Britney was not attracted to older guys in general, but especially not to guys that were shorter than her and had a stomach. Like most women in their young twenties, she was attracted to the tall, built men around her age.
"You now owe me $1000 in rent which means that I now own everything you have in your room and you are still at least $300 short based on what I think is the value of everything you own. That means you are indebted to me. Until you are able to start making rent payments, you have two options. You can leave my home with nothing but the clothes on your back or you will follow my orders."
Britney did not have any friends because she was hard to get along with and had used her family so many times that they no longer associated with her. She self-absorbed attitude had dug her into a hole she could no longer get out of.
"I want you to spread your legs and show me how you please yourself." David said boldly to Britney.
"Fuck off!" she exclaimed.
"Britney...you will do as I say or leave my home immediately and do not return."
Britney quickly contemplated her options. She could either leave and save her pride with nowhere to go or submit to her landlord's demands. Slowly, Britney started to spread her legs. She kept her eyes on the floor.
"Take off your black shorts." David demanded.
Britney looked at him with piercing eyes for a second before staring at the ground again. Her hands moved to her hips and started pulling her spandex shorts down her legs, revealing a white, lacy thong. She slid the shorts over her feet and then spread her legs once again. Her fingers reluctantly started to move softly over her pussy lips, through her thong.
David watched her hand intently and felt his crotch start to stir. Her fingers moved up and down the outer labia. She slid down the fake leather couch a few inches until her back all but her shoulders were resting on the couch seat. Her feet were planted into the ground and her knees were bent at a 90 degree angle.
"I want to see more. Remove your shirt and bra then play with yourself through your thong." David instructed.
Britney hesitated a second before slowly pulling her shirt over her head and undoing her bra, sliding it over her arms. She held the bra close to her chest, hiding her breasts for a few seconds, not wanting to reveal her bare breasts to this man whom she had no attraction.
"Place them on the floor and start playing." David said firmly.
Britney cursed him in her mind. Up until a few minutes ago, she had no problem with her landlord. He had been a nice, kind roommate who let her come and go as she pleased, gave her her privacy and often made meals for the both of them. She had counted her blessings that she had the opportunity to live with such a kind person. That was until now. She knew that she put herself into this position, but this was not how he needed to handle this situation, in her opinion. She wondered just how far and perverse he would go.
Britney's fingers continued to massage her outer labia and even though she was turned off by the demands of her landlord, she felt herself starting to become excited. She could feel her pussy lips starting to spread, exposing her inner vagina.
David watched her massage her pussy for a few minutes before he grew bored. He wanted, no he demanded, more. "Rub your clit and play until you are ready to have an orgasm. I want to see you get all hot and bothered. Do not come until I tell you to though. If you do, you will be punished."
"What do you mean by punished?" Britney spouted, with a cocky tone of voice. "You can't do anything to me. If you do, I will sue you."
David laughed, knowing that she had no money to hire a good lawyer. "Fine! Get the fuck out of my house now."
Britney's eyes shot up to his eyes. She could tell by the expression on his face that he was serious. It was at this moment, that the reality of her being homeless set into her mind. She stopped rubbing herself and started grabbing her clothes off the floor."
"I said you are to leave with nothing but the clothes on your back. Leave the clothes on the floor and get out!"
"What the fuck?" she asked. "I am not leaving like this. You are fucking insane."
"I own those clothes on the floor so you do exactly as I say, when I say and show that you want to do it or get the fuck out of my house just as you are."
Britney sat their staring at David. Within seconds, her stone wall expression on her face changed, growing softer and she started sobbing. She had no other choice but to give into what he wanted. She spread her legs and started massaging her clit as tears ran down her cheek once more. She used her free hand to wipe the tears away and did her best to hold the remaining tears back.
It didn't take but a minute before her body started reacting to the friction of her pressed thong against her clit. She could feel herself starting to become wet and horny, despite her disgust for the situation she was in. Her eyes closed and she took her mind to a different place, a place more desirable.
David watched her chest start to rise and fall as she breathed deeply. Her nipples had become rock hard as she frigged her clit through her thong. He watched her legs spread as wide as they could go. He was enjoying the show before him. His hard dick was uncomfortable in his pants so he raised the reclined foot and spread his legs out before him. He unzipped his pants, giving his hard dick room to breathe.
Becoming caught up in her own world, Britney was not even aware of the actions of her landlord. Her clit was now on fire, aching for as much pleasure as her hands could provide. Her two fingers were rubbing feverishly over her clit, her legs spread wide open, revealing wetness on the cloth material covering her pussy opening.
"Do you have a vibrator in your room?" David asked, bringing Britney's attention back to her current situation.
Britney opened her eyes, noticing that David's pants were now unzipped and he was slowly stroking himself. "Yes." she answered shyly, regretting she spoke the truth.