The Switch Landlord

This BITCH! I can’t believe they would do this to me. I have to pick up the pieces of the mess they made like I always do, but I’ll have my first.

To: [email protected]; [email protected]

Cc: [email protected]

From: [email protected]

Subject: New Roommate Joining

Hi Guys! It’s your landlord Lola. I wanted to formally let you know that I’m bringing on a new tenant for the house, Breylan Stewart. She has reserved the west side of the house upstairs, which has the jack & jill bed-bath combo. I know the smallest room was reserved for storage, so if you have items that need to remain inside, they can be moved to the storage cabinet in the laundry room. Otherwise, you can store more oversized items in the garage, next to the tools.

With the addition of a roommate, it’s important to remind you of the house rules.

Please be respectful to each other.

Label your food. If possible, you may get your own mini-fridge.

No cooking appliances are allowed outside of the kitchen.

Please use the proper receptacle for waste. Reduce, reuse, recycle.

Please email me two days in advance for parties larger than three people or in the event that you need to reserve the media room or pool.

The maid comes every Wednesday.

Thanks again for your cooperation. If you have questions, feel free to reply to this email. My door is always open.

Lola

Six months later

I really hope everyone is getting along.

Shocked is the word that came to mind when Breylan signed the lease, but she said she was fine living with two men in a five-bedroom house. It doesn’t hurt that this place is perfect for her work. She is an influencer with quite the following, so having a home that essentially looks like a mansion but costs the price of a one-bedroom will drive her follower count up. She is in the last year of her 20s, but you would never know because she acts like she’s 17. She’s frivolous with money, time, and boys' hearts. She needed a place that was posh but inexpensive, and my house suited her needs. Despite her job and attitude, she often comes to me for advice and free liquor. Tall and curvy, with skin the color of MMoroccansand, she has these big brown doe eyes over long luscious lashes. A small flat nose with big juicy lips. By the look of her, I’d say she is a double d cup, with a slim waist. The sway of wide hips when she walks gives me goosebumps. Her ass is so full, and I imagine it feels so soft. Everything about her looks soft and beautiful. Even her feet are slender, with perfect toes.

Dion is a 35-year-old cyber security engineer for a fortune 500 company. He has the master suite on the main floor, which he’s probably turned into a dungeon. He spends all of his time there. He only comes out to go to work and to pay me. He always pays on time, and even though he might be hitching a plan to take over the world, he’s quiet, which works for me. He has a tall, slender build with a close-cropped fade and a goatee. Many women would find him attractive, but he doesn’t seem interested. In people. At all. I suppose his personality is fitting for his line of work.

Last, there is Camden. Camden is the VP of sales for a tech company, with a part-time job as a heartthrob. He is shorter than Dion, I’d say around 5’11. He has a bulky frame from years of playing football, so he is in shape but not lean. He wears his hair in dreadlocks with the sides shaved. Beyond his lovely mouth and skin the same color as mine are these amazing brown eyes that carry flecks of green. Once he sets his sights on you, there is nothing you can do. I imagine that’s how he moved up the corporate ladder so quickly. I don’t know why he rents from me, to be honest. Being around my age, I’d imagine he would want his own place for his conquests, but he doesn’t have a lot of visitors either. He stops by occasionally to snag free food and pay me rent, but I don’t pay him much attention. I think he plays with his women, and I don’t have time for the headache. He and Bree, though…that could be a thought. Maybe I could get them both in a room and let those sparks fly. Perhaps they’d let me watch.

Me a year past 40 and attempting to enjoy what some would call an early retirement. In my late 20s, I built a startup that went public and was acquired by a Fortune 500 company. After staying on the required six months, I took my exit and started a small coaching business to help other founders exit. I only work part of the year with a few high-paying clients. The only thing I did after that exit was bought this house. In a fit of “I deserve it,” I bought a five-bedroom house complete with a modern sunken living room, theatre, and gym in the basement. I also had to have a pool, and I’ve always wanted a pool house. This house was made for entertaining. I know now that this house was too much for me. I couldn’t part with it, though. It was my literal dream house. So I decided to share it.

I never married. I mean, why? So I could be someone’s wife?!? Tuh. the thought of spending a lifetime with one person never appealed to me. I have beautiful brown skin, and I’m a healthy size 14. I’ve got broad shoulders and an overall athletic build on my 5 foot 7 frame. I've got a slim waist, and a while my hips aren’t overly curvy, years of training have given me a healthy butt, quads, and hammies. I’ve got large almond-shaped eyes, a small pointed nose, and a lovely heart-shaped mouth. In my 20s, I had my pick of men and women…brothers, sisters, you name it. But as I got older and focused more on my business, the conquests became few and far between. What am I missing that my vibrator can’t give me? Ha. Anyway.

I was very thorough with who I let rent out rooms. Knowing that Dion was a recluse and Camden was always traveling, I didn’t worry too much about them destroying it. They seem to cohabitate well. Adding Breylan didn’t present any problems either, initially.