Learning Something About Myself

Here I was in my kitchen with my landlord opening my top and taking it off. His left hand on my left breast, his mouth on my right nipple. I should be screaming at him in shock, flailing my hands at his face. But instead I’m leaning closer to his lips and feeling thrilled inside from his touch. What the hell is wrong with me!

The guys I allowed in college to touch my breasts never made me feel like this. I actually closed my eyes, silently praying that he would do more than just suckle my nipples. I started breathing a little faster, my pulse beginning to beat a little faster. Mr. Houston lifted his face away from my right nipple and inside I cursed him for doing so.

“Is Miss Knight going to allow me to remove her skirt?”

His hands are already on the drawstring of my skirt. I can’t believe that I’m only standing there with a smile on my lips and in my eyes as Mr. Houstom who is smile back at me.

I couldn’t believe that I was standing there in front of my landlord only my panties on, well that was until Mr. Houstom asked if I could be out of them faster than he could have his pants and underwear down by his ankles. I didn’t hesitate taking them off as he got his pants open. Then I learned something about myself, I was more than willing to let an older man tell me what to do.

“Now my dear Miss Knight the rent is due in two days time, will you have it or should we come to an agreement on what is an acceptable payment method?”

I couldn’t help dropping my eyes down between his legs, seeing his growing cock and wondering if he would accept me in exchange.

“Is Miss Knight thinking of an option?”

I don’t know why I didn’t say anything. I had the money in the bank but I like the idea of him willing to accept something else in exchange. Without even being told I dropped down in front of him onto my knees and took his cock into my mouth and immediately started to moan around his cock.

Mr. Houstom, return the sound by groaning as I worked his cock in my mouth. Once again I had no idea that I was staring up at Mr. Houstom.

“Well Miss Knight, are you the most willing lady I’ve ever rented to?”

I had no idea but In my mind I was already calling Mr. Houstom, daddy and imagining him doing more to me!