Body For Reduction

“Told you that I would do anything you wanted if you gave mom a rent reduction!”

Yeah, like I haven’t heard that old line before. Still with my having to cut back on women this could give me a chance to keep my libido to what I’m used to! But as I look at Robin, I was having a hard time mentally picturing her sucking my cock or letting me fuck her. Still only one way to see if she truly means it or not!

“Well Miss Carver, what if I said that she’ll get a reduction if you willingly go to bed with me!”

Suddenly Robin’s eyes were full of fear as if she was thinking that she was about to be **** by me. I have to say the look did make something inside me howl in sexual delight. Still that wasn’t any reason to make her dread coming to me.

Robin was about to say something when I held up my right hand to her. “Relax Miss Carver, I don’t need to get females in my bed that way!”

Robin began to relax but still appeared to be on alert in case my actions don’t equal my actions. Her reaction to me suggesting that she goes home made her relax a bit more. But as she went to the door, I called out something that made her move faster than I thought she planned to.

“But remember Miss Carver, the offer stands if you’re willing to go that route, sex for paying less rent!”

Robin at least had the decency to wait until she was off my property before running back home!

Three minutes after going through Mr. Cartier’s front door, I was back at my side door, going in after looking back towards his place to make sure I wasn’t being followed. Not that I thought he would follow me.

Inside I rested leaning against the wall just to the right of the door, breathing hard whether from the run or the thought of having sex with someone that old. As it was I didn’t want mom to find out how I almost got her a rent reduction. When my breathing was back to normal, I went into the living room and found mom laying in the middle of the floor.

I screamed “MOM”, when she didn’t answer, I grabbed the phone and called nine-one-one. Ten minutes later mom was in an ambulance on her way to the hospital with a suspected stroke. Six hours later after tests and medical scans it was confirmed, mom had a slight stroke that left her temporarily unable to use her right arm or to speak properly. I was told that she would be off work for a while as she recovered which the doctor said should happen but it could take a year or more.

“What am I to do about the rent?”

“Well you could apply for assistance but can’t say if you’ll qualify for it!”

Suddenly, “But remember Miss Carver, the offer stands if you’re willing to go that route, sex for paying less rent!”

Just the thought made me pale but what if we didn’t qualify for assistance. As I left the hospital for the night, I made up my mind, I would let Mr. Cartier fuck me in exchange for a lower rent!