One shots

Landlord Kevin - Part 3

A/N: Well girls, be prepared!

After they had dinner together, a really delicious one, cooked from 510, he still couldn't memorize her name, they had shared like two glasses of the red wine and gotten into a conversation about Kevin's past and how he got into the position, he was in right now.

He had told her, how he had been living with his parents, until  he, after his twenty seventh birthday out of nowhere had decided, to quit his badly paid job in some manufactury and taken the opportunity, to move in here and take care of the building and that the rents came on time.

He hadn't read the tiny letters, which said, he wouldn't get paid either, if the rent of the inhabitants wasn't on time.

He had not told her about the events, that led him to this decision though. But now, two hours after she had left, one and a half hour after he had once again palmed himself, while watching her taking a shower, before she had put on nothing but a long shirt and gone to her room, right now, he had drifted off to sleep and was having the sweetest of all dreams about those few weeks, when he felt truly happy and triumphant.

There was hardly anyone, who could understand why Corinne was doing that. Sure, they all had heard her complain about that husband of hers. They all had noticed the puffy, red eyes, she so eagerly tried to hide, when she arrived at work.
But to give up everything, she and her spouse had built up, to leave a handsome, hard working man, like him, for that smelling, skinny, almost a decade younger boy, who still lived with his parents.
Kevin was the classic modern nerd, who lived in his parent's basement. Modern nerd, because he spent most of his time, playing online games, but sadly,  he lacked the intelligence of a classic, late 90ies nerd.
But somehow the young man had touched her heart with his consistent flirting and complimenting. He gave her exactly, what Thomas denied her.

It all started at the companies Christmas party. Well, that was at least the first time, she accepted his attempts to get closer and to his own surprise took his hand and pulled him into a locker room, as the party took place in a big hall, the local elementary school, as well as the sports clubs, used as a gym.  

When she started kissing him, manoeuvering him backwards, until he sat on the lid of a toilet seat, the redhead straddling his lap, while grinding along his massive boner, he felt as if he was in heaven.

The woman gasped, as she felt him grow, being aroused even more by the enormous size, the skinny boy had for her. Without hesitation, she opened his pants, and his throbbing, veiny dick jolted out, standing upright for her.

She lifted her skirt, as she only was wearing a lacy thong underneath, which she rapidly shifted aside, and lowered herself onto his penis, gasping at the sensation, as he was filling her in a way she hadn't felt before. 

Corinne barely moved, as she was used to her 'two pump jump' husband's three minute quickie, to scream out in pleasure, as the young man below her, though he hardly had any experience, began to thrust into her..     

The female arched her back to make him get even deeper into her wet pussy, both their cries were getting louder now and they started kissing to muffle them at least a little bit, before even the last of their co-workers would be aware, of what was going on.

For about six months. they had been doing that, had made time to meet in the weirdest places, until he had had enough and urged her, to make a decision between Thomas and himself. And to his surprise, she had chosen him, had let her husband in the apartment in 'her' parents' house, to move with him into his room in the basement.

But his happiness didn't last for long. As soon as she found a place to live, an apartment for just herself, she had dumped him and made him painfully aware, that she had just been using him. In more than one way. While she had been getting satisfied for the first time in her life, she had found a place to live, until she knew, how to go on.

Barely a year after that, she had moved back into her old apartment, after her now ex husband had eventually gone elsewhere, and on top of that, she now was with an even younger colleague of them both and 'he' was already living there with her.

This was about the same time, that his nightmares had begun. He always went to bed, his dick hard and throbbing, to masturbate to the sweet memories of her white, porcelain skin, with the freckles all over her shoulders and back, to then drift off to the most wonderful dreams about her.

But as month after month passed, seeing them happily together everyday at work, those dreams had turned on him.

Instead of fucking him, she was now telling him, how pathetic he was and how everybody just kept laughing about him. Then he dreamed of being stuck in his parents' basement for the rest of his life, never having a girl around, never meeting the woman of his dreams, simply dying old and alone down there.

That was the moment, when he started to scream.

So he did just now as well, yet something felt different. There was a continuously hammering sound, combined with the scared voice of a female, which woke him up.

Rubbing his eyes, he didn't even notice, that he wasn't wearing anything at all, when he slowly stumbled to the door, and pulled it open, to look at 510, who sighed in relief.

"Oh thank God, you're alright. I heard your screams and already thought, someone was killing you or something!", she exclaimed, while she boldly stomped into the room and slammed the door shut behind her.

Kevin stared at her open mouthed, noticing, that she was wearing the very same shirt, he had watched her put on and instantly wondered, if she was still without any underwear.

The thought alone made his penis harden and he suddenly realised, that he was completely naked and quickly turned around, to grab anything, to cover his erection with.

Being lucky for once, it was a blanket and he wrapped it around him to then barge head first into his bathroom, where he put on a shirt and some random jeans.

"Sorry, for letting you see this", he rambled, as he entered the living room again, his head almost as red as his hair.

"Oh please", she waved him off, "it should be me, apologizing for interrupting your sleep at this time of the night! But you really scared me!"

"About that, uhm....how were you able to hear me anyway from up there?"

She gazed to the floor, while she reluctantly explained:

"This might sound a little creepy now, but I like to watch or hear people sleep. So I ...uhm...was sitting outside your door.  Maybe that's another reason, why my parents send me here. They said it wasn't normal to do things like that. I.....sorry if I made you uncomfortable...."

He lifted her face by grabbing her chin and hummed:

"Not at all, I like watching people too!"

He smirked at her as he took a careful glimpse at his desk, wondering, if he could risk to share his secret with her.