Rent Free Housing Agreement

"Honey, I have some bad news," Roger said as he sat down on the couch. Actually, sat wasn't the right word. It was like he just dropped like a sack of potatoes.

"What's wrong?" I asked as I sat down next to him.

"I just got off the phone with Reggie over at Harris-Warner." Harris-Warner was a tech firm that Roger's friend Reggie had been talking to him about investing in. I had never heard of them and didn't know what they actually did but apparently it was going to "revolutionize" something in computers. "It turns out that their tech actually infringes on stuff that Microsoft already did."

"Oh really? What's going to happen to them?"

"Microsoft is suing them for copyright infringement. It's really bad. They're looking to lose everything."

"That's horrible!" He just sat their looking defeated which told me that this was much worse than it sounds. "Wait, how does this effect us?"

"Well... I invested in the company."

"You did what?! How much are we going to lose?"

"...Everything."

"What do you mean everything?!"

"Reggie said that when they unveiled their product anything I invested would be returned 100 fold. And they did have a lot of people lining up to buy it. If it weren't for Microsoft, we'd be rich by now!"

"Roger, our rent is due next week! And there's several other bills that need to be paid soon! What are we going to do?!"

"I... I...don't know." With that, he held his head in his hands and started to cry. I sighed as I realized I had been too hard on him. He already felt like shit and I made it worse. I pulled him to me and let him rest his head on my boobs while I stroked his hair.

"It's okay, honey. We'll get through this together like always."

---

Roger and I had been married for 5 years. Before that, we were high school sweethearts. I had never been with anyone else and loved him with all my heart. We got married right out of high school partially due to a pregnancy scare that turned out to be a false alarm. We still didn't have any kids but we did want them. Just not right now.

I gave Roger a quick kiss as he left for work. Once he was gone, I sat down and addressed my own fears. I had never worked a day in my life. Roger had said that he would always take care of me so I took care of our apartment. Roger worked as a fork lift operator at a warehouse and actually made good money. Enough to support our frugal lifestyle and still have some left over to put in our nest egg. That nest egg was meant to buy us a house once we were ready to have children and now it was gone.

I just felt useless. I considered getting a job but my only skills were housework, cooking, and pleasing my husband. While I felt I was good with the first two, I didn't think I was good enough to make a career out of them. As for the third, I was really good at it. I knew I had an amazing body. Big tits, a nice ass, and an hourglass figure that I worked hard to maintain. Also, I really enjoyed sex and pleasuring Roger. If Roger wanted his cock sucked, he only had to ask and I'd be on my knees. Likewise, I know we had fucked on every square inch of this apartment. Even after 5 years, our sex life was great.

Still, I couldn't make that into a career, either. I definitely wasn't going to whore myself out. Roger took my virginity in high school and I had never been with anyone else.

Back to square one, I got on our computer and started looking for jobs that didn't require any skills or experience. After searching for hours, I didn't find anything that looked worth doing and ended up dozing off.

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"Honey, wake up! I've got great news!"

I woke with a start to find Roger standing next to me. "Oh, I'm sorry. I must have dozed off. Oh shit, I haven't cooked dinner yet!"

"Don't worry about dinner! It's good you haven't cooked yet actually."

"Why's that?"

"Like I said, I have good news! I was talking to my boss about our...situation hoping to talk him into a raise. Instead, he said he might have a solution and has invited us to dinner to talk about it!"

"Really! That is great news! Oh, I need to change into something nice!" I was still dressed in the t-shirt and shorts I had slept in, Going into my closet, I eventually settled on a white lacy top and a nice pair of jeans that showed off my ass.

I thought that I looked good in the outfit without looking inappropriate. I wanted to show off a bit just in case it helped convince his boss to help us. "Oh wow, you look great, honey!" Roger said as he walked up to me from behind, grabbed my tits through my top, and pressed his crotch against my ass. I could feel him getting hard.

"Hey, we don't have time for that," I said as I playfully pushed him away. "We've got to get going."

"Yeah, I guess you're right."

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His boss's house wasn't that far away but it was in a much nicer neighborhood. It was a beautiful white, two-story house with a garage. We pulled into the driveway and then rung the doorbell. An older, Hispanic woman answered the door. I assumed she was the housekeeper by the black dress and white apron she was wearing. "Mr. John, your guests have arrived!"

"Then show them in!" a voice from inside said. The housekeeper moved away from the door and we walked inside. Inside sitting on the couch was John, a tall black man with short brown hair. He was dressed in khaki pants and a blue polo shirt, probably haven't changed since he got off work. Standing next to him was a white guy in a black suit. They looked to be going over some papers which John put in a folder and sat on the living room table. "Thank you, Steve. That should be acceptable." The other guy, Steve, nodded and walked outside. "Sorry about that. I had to take care of some last minute business. Welcome to my home!" He stood up and walked up to us. Then, he took my hand and kissed it. "Amber, it's been too long!"

"Yes, it has been," I said as I couldn't help but blush at the attention. We had only met once at a company picnic a couple years ago. "I'm surprised you remember me."

"How could I forget someone so enchanting! Roger, you're a lucky man. Now, Inez has prepared dinner for us so let's go ahead and eat."

He showed us to the dinning room which had a long table with 8 chairs. John said at the head, of course. Roger and I sat next to each other on the left side. It felt silly sitting at such a large table with only 3 people. Then, the housekeeper, Inez?, came out and sat plates of food in front of us. The meal was blackened salmon on top of asparagus spears along with a small salad. She then filled our glasses with white wine. I definitely wasn't used to having a meal this fancy at home.

Once we finished eating, we thanked him for the meal, which was really good. Then, John finally brought up why we were here. "Now, Roger told me about your dilemma. He was actually asking for a raise but did it so halfheartedly that I knew something was wrong and I got him to tell me everything. While I can't give you a raise right now, I still can't have my best forklift operator and his beautiful wife out on the street!

"I'm sure you've noticed that I live in a nice sized house. Since the divorce, I've lived here alone, except for Inez. So how would you like to live here? I have a spare bedroom."

"But sir," Roger started nervously, "we can't pay rent..."

"I'll let you stay here and it won't cost you a penny." Then, he got up and walked away. I looked at Roger in confusion but before I could say anything, John came back with that folder from earlier and sat it in front of us. He opened it and inside was a contract. "This is something Steve whipped up for me. It's just a typical tenant agreement, except you can see here that it says your rent is $0. The rest of it is just legal stuff saying you'll be liable for any damages done to my property while you stay here."

"You're serious?" I asked. This just sounded too good to be true.

"Yes, I am. Now, just sign here." He turned to the second page which had three signature lines labeled Tenant 1, Tenant 2, and Owner. John had already signed the "Owner" line. He handed a pen to Roger.

Roger was about to sign but hesitated and turned to me. "What do you think, honey?"

"I... This seems too good to be true but we're in no position to say no." We were going to be evicted in a few days once our landlord realized no rent was coming. He nodded, signed the first line, and handed me the pen. I let out a breath I didn't realize I was holding and signed the "Tenant 2" line.

"Now that that's settled," John said as he took the contract, "allow me to give you a tour!" On the first floor were the living room, the dining room, the kitchen, a small room next to the kitchen that was Inez's bedroom, a small bathroom, and John's office. On the second floor were the master bedroom (obviously John's room), a very nice bathroom, another bedroom down the hall, and another bathroom. "This is where you'll stay." Opening the door to the second bedroom, we saw it wasn't as big as John's but was actually bigger than the one in our apartment. "You two go ahead home and pack. I'll have movers show up around 12. And don't worry, I'll pay for them."

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When we got home, we started packing. Well, after we fucked. My outfit already had him excited and being genuinely happy about his boss helping us, we ended up having a celebratory fuck. Then, we started packing.

That morning, Roger left for work. He worked from 6:30 to 3 so I told him to just come to John's house once he got off. He pointed out that he needed to talk to our landlord first. With him gone, I spent the rest of the morning packing. I managed to get done in time for the movers who showed up promptly at noon. I wore a much more modest blouse this time because I didn't want to give the movers the wrong idea but they were entirely professional. They even gave me a ride to John's house. Once there, I was a little surprised to see that John was still there.

"Don't you need to be at work?" I asked.

He chuckled. "They'll be fine without me. I thought I'd help you move in."

"Why thank you, kind sir!" Between John and the movers, we got everything unloaded rather quickly. "I still need to unpack and organize everything but that can wait. I could really use a shower."

"That sounds like a wonderful idea. You go ahead."

I walked to the bathroom that was next to our bedroom, shut the door, and quickly stripped off my clothes. But just as I stepped into the shower, the door opened and John walked in!

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?!" I tried to cover my boobs with one hand and my pussy with the other but my large breasts weren't easy to cover.

Again, he chuckled. "No need for such vulgarity. But before there's a misunderstanding, you really need to read the second page of the contract you signed." He handed me the contract and I snatched it from him while still trying to cover my boobs.

"Okay, the second page has the signatures. That doesn't explain--"

"Actually my dear, that is the third page." He turned the contract over and I saw that the first page was double sided!

"'In lieu of rent money, the undersigned Tenant 2 will preform services for the undersigned Owner. These services may be of any nature and given at any time or place.' What does it mean by services?"

"It means that you have to do whatever I say."

"Fuck that. I'm leaving. We'll just have to figure something else out."

"You might want to keep reading."

I sighed but started reading, again. "'If the requested services are not provided or are deemed inadequate, then the Tenants will be evicted and to pay a penalty of...'" I gasped. "One million dollars?!"

"That is correct. I hope you understand your circumstances now. Essentially, I own you until you're able to pay that penalty. And let's face it. That's not happening. And before you get any bright ideas of tearing up that contract, that's only a copy. The original is notarized and in safe keeping. Now, hand it back to me and drop your hands so I can get a good look at you." I sighed in defeat as I handed him back the contract and dropped my arms allowing him full view of my naked body. "Hmm, I want to take a picture. Smile and hold up those tits for me!" I felt sick to my stomach but did as I was told. He pulled out his phone and took a picture. "Very nice! Very nice indeed! I'm not sure what's the better surprise. The pierced nipples or the tattoos! But I can't wait to get to know them better!"