Looking for a job.

So Amelia kept her promise. The basement was in the process of being restored. They were painting the walls, the cleaning, getting new furniture and all that. Technically speaking, the price her husband settled for is also something William could afford on his own with his family’s support. However, it wouldn’t leave him enough for daily necessities.

Therefore… he needed a job. A part-time job, of course. Ideally, it would be something not too demanding. He didn’t want to fall asleep during class. Sadly, he didn’t know many people in this town who could point him in the right direction, but there was one person who he was getting to know intimately virtually every day or night.

“OH FUCK! HARDER, WILL! HARDER!” Amelia screamed as he pounded her pussy from behind.

They were in her living room, with Amelia’s knees on the carpet and her naked body sprawled on the coffee table. William grabbed both her wrists and pulled his sexy lover towards him, driving his cock even deeper and harder inside her.

“OH MY GOD YES! YOU’RE SO FUCKING DEEP!” She groaned and moaned as loudly as she could, taking full advantage that her apartment was soundproofed when she and her husband moved in so as not to worry about the tenants below.

“FUUUCK!” Her body convulsed and her pussy gripped onto William’s dick as she came for the second time today. This time he didn’t try to resist. He let himself go and shot his load deep inside Amelia, giving her small aftershocks of her orgasm. The release once more seemed to clear his mind from a haze of lust.

He felt something sigh contently inside his head.

“Oh my God, Will!” She gasped. “You’re gonna make me comatose if you keep fucking me like that!” She said, panting and with a big, satisfied grin.

“Are you sure your husband doesn’t notice you taking the pill?” he asked as he pulled out and watched his cum running down her thigh. Amelia scooped it with her finger before it reached the floor, swallowed it and then answered.

“Yeah. He’s never been very perceptive about these things,” she sighs contently. “I also keep them in the bathroom with my makeup, and he doesn’t mess with it.”

William took a seat on her couch once more and his lover sat on his lap facing him. She seemed to like it this way. She spoke even as she ground her pussy on his erection.

“So, you said you’re looking for a job?” She asked, moaning with closed eyes, lost in the sensations.

“Yes. I need some spending money because someone is charging too much for a small apartment,” he said innocently.

“Hey, it comes with some really good perks, right?” she said with a naughty grin. “No one else has the privilege of fucking the landlady and cumming inside her whenever they want.” She leaned in and kissed him passionately, also taking the chance to rub her tits against his chest.

“Point taken,” he admitted, gasping for air after the kiss. “So, do you have any idea where I could start looking?”

Amelia thought for a moment. “You’re studying journalism, right?”

William nodded.

“So you know how to take pictures and work with cameras?”

“It’s my main area,” he told her. To be honest, he’d been wanting to take pictures of them fucking, but that was one quick way of getting found out.

“I have a friend who runs a lingerie advertising webpage,” she told him. “Apparently, a girl who worked there part-time as a photographer quit because ‘she thought she was too good for the gig’. Or so my friend told me.”

“A… lingerie advertising webpage?”

“Yes,” she smiled naughtily, running a finger along his chest. “They take pictures and videos of beautiful models and upload them to an instagram page. They link the pictures to their site, where they redirect you to the various stores you can buy the products. It’s basically an online magazine. My friend tells me her site sees A LOT of traffic.” She chuckled.

“Of course it does,” he sighed.

“Sex sells, dear. I got you to rent an apartment from me, didn’t I?” Amelia giggled, then yelped as he gave her ass a playful spank on the butt. “Mmmm. Naughty.” She licked her lips.

“So how do I get in contact with your friend?” he asked as he started kissing her neck.

“Tell you what,” she moaned. “Take a few pictures of me in my underwear and I’ll send them to my friend asking her if you’re good enough for her.”

“You sure?”

“Yeah. I trust her with my darkest secrets.” She grins. “She already knows we’re fucking.”

“Oh come on! It’s been like 4 days and someone already knows?” He complained.

“Relax! She won’t tell a soul. Now, go get your phone.”

“I won’t take pictures with my phone! Give me a minute. I’ll go get my camera.” He sighed.

In no time, William got dressed and went to his apartment on the 7th floor. It was still his for one more week, after all. Though most of his things were packed already. He grabbed his digital camera and went back to Amelia’s apartment.

There, he found her in sexy lace underwear. A matching set of black bra and panties. She sat on the couch and posed for her lover, and doing so in a very suggestive way. She spread her legs for one picture, bit her lip and gave the camera intense bedroom eyes for another. She laid on her side on the couch and lastly stood up, playing with her hair as she gave him a seductive look and used her elbows to press her tits together.

Seeing these photos on his camera, William noticed something… odd about them. It’s not just that Amelia was trying to look as sexy as she could and totally having fun with it, but… it had barely been five minutes since the two had sex. It was like she was still in the afterglow of her orgasms, and that made the pictures even more erotic.

“These are actually pretty nice,” Amelia said, looking at the pictures with William. “I’d say you’re getting the job. Just…try not to sleep with EVERY woman who crosses you path, okay stud?” she said with a kiss on his cheek. William watch her walk to the bathroom from behind, his eyes glued to her ass as she swayed it with every step.

It was definitely on purpose.