Housewarming

After a bit of a walk, you end up at Serene Apartments, your new home. Growing up, you lived in a larger home, so it’ll be weird to live by yourself or in an apartment, but you’re frankly pretty excited.

You walk into the front door - calling it a “reception area” would be a bit of an understatement, but your father is a surgeon so you were able to afford a pretty nice complex, just a few blocks down from Chinatown to boot. Thus, a lot of immigrant families settled in this part of town, so you weren’t surprised to see an Asian woman at the front desk in a smart suit.

You walk up to her. “Pardon me - I’m looking for my landlord, Ms. Chen?”

She looks up and smiles. “Ah, you must be our new tenant. Mr. Doe?” You nod in agreement. “Alright, I’ll just set you up with a bit of finalizing paperwork and then Ms. Chen will be down to meet you and show you your apartment.”

You sign all the paperwork, sighing a bit as you look at the high price tag. It’s okay: you’ve got a tech job, you’ll be paid highly. At least, if it’s successful.

When you’re done, you hand it to the secretary and soon, Ms. Chen comes down. You have a bit of a thing for Asian women and Ms. Chen is no exception, black hair flowing down her shoulders and wearing a cocktail dress.

“Good afternoon, Mr. Doe. Would you like me to take you to your room?”

“Yes, please.”

With that, you squeeze into the elevator with her, your bag taking up most of the space.

When you get to your apartment, it’s pretty amazing, large glass windows looking out upon the streets of Chinatown. It’s well worth the price tag.

As Ms. Chen concludes the tour and turns to let you get settled, you realize her heel has broken off as she heads towards the stairs. You run to tell her just as she trips, and you manage to catch her, thanking God she’s light enough for you not to drop her down a flight of stairs.

“Oh,” she sighs in relief, “thank you so much! How can I ever repay you?”

You laugh, still in a good mood from that girl on the subway. “Free rent for life?”, you quip.

Ms. Chen thinks for a moment. “That sounds fair,” she says. “Wait here - I’ll get Marie to write you a new contract.”

You stand flabbergasted. She certainly seems serious. Two times today that you do something for a woman and she does outrageous things for you… your cock twitches just a bit at the thought of this being more than a coincidence.

You unpack in your apartment and ten minutes later get a knock on the door. Ms. Chen hands you a contract and you read it carefully - seemingly, it’s the same as the old one but there is no rent or bills paid.

You quickly sign it.

“Thanks… hey, why did you do that? This apartment is… well, expensive.”

Ms. Chen shrugged. “You caught me and I was grateful. Asian culture has the politeness to show gratitude, I suppose.”

“So would you… uh, put your hair in a ponytail?”

She frowns. “No. I like it as is.”

You pick up a pen from the nearby table. “This is a gift for you.”

“Oh, thank you!”

“In return, will you put your hair in a ponytail?”

Immediately, Ms. Chen gets to work, fixing her hair and pulling it together with a rubber band.

“Thank you for your gift, Mr. Doe,” she says as the pockets the pen, “but I must get back to my duties. I hope you enjoy your free stay.”

You smile as she walks out the door. This… power would have to be tested.