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From: Baphe Metis <mail.baphomet@gmail.com>
Subject: {ASSM} The Landlord: Chapter 05: A Mother's Love [Mf, reluct, prostitution, blackmail, MILF, mother, daughter]
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Date: Sun, 05 Dec 2010 11:10:04 -0500
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The Landlord

Chapter 5: A Mother's Love

by Baphomet <mail.baphomet@gmail.com>

"Oh, my God," I thought. "Shut the fuck up already."

One of the (many) downsides of being a landlord is dealing with the tenants.
Sometimes, you get one who just calls and calls and calls for every little
thing. I had been on the phone with this lady for hours, but now I had run
out of patience. Finally, I just hung up on her.

Then, to make my day perfect, I get stuck in traffic.

I didn't look at the time when I got to Jenny's place, but I was sure it was
too late. I knocked on the door anyway.

I was surprised when the door opened. It wasn't Jenny. Instead, I was
greeted by an older woman maybe in her late 40s. She had short red hair and
a slender body with lovely little C-cups, like Jenny's. She was wearing a
button-down cotton shirt and denim shorts. Her legs, like Jenny's, were
absolutely gorgeous -- long, slender, smooth. She was tanned golden brown.
Her skin showed some sign of age. I could make out the imperfections, the
wrinkles here and there, but she was still a thing of beauty.

"Can I help you," she asked. Her voice was husky and she had a hint of a
southern accent.

"Um... I was looking for Jenny?" I asked.

"She's at work right, now," she said. "Is there something I can do for you?

"Oh, no, I'm uh... I'm her landlord," I started.

"Oh my!" Her whole attitude changed. "I am so sorry, I didn't know. Come in,
come in!" She took my hand and pulled me in the apartment.

"Let me fix you something," she said as she headed to the kitchen and began
to pour some coffee. "What can I do for you, honey? Is there something you
need to fix for Jenny?"

"Uh... no," I started nervously. "I can come back tomorrow. I was just here
for the rent."

"The rent?" she asked incredulously. She looked at the calendar on the
refrigerator. "Oh my stars...." The color drained from her face. It was as
though I'd told her Jenny had cancer. "Jenny's behind on the rent, isn't
she?" Her voice was noticeably distressed.

We sat down together on the couch with our coffees. As we drew close, I
could smell alcohol on her breath. "I try to be a good mother," she started
again. "But I just have no money to my name. If I were a better mother, I
could provide for Jenny in times like these, but ... well, she just don't
want what little help I can give her.

"I should have known something was wrong when she started to ask me to
babysit. She would always hire out. She'd never let me help with a thing,
till now."

I had no idea what I was being dragged into.

"So, uh... So, you're Jenny's mother?" I asked.

"Yes, yes I am," she said beaming. The stress in her voice was gone and
suddenly she was beaming with pride.

"I'm sorry," I said. "It's just that, well, you're so young and lovely, I
find that hard to believe." Yes, I laid the flattery on thick.

"Well, aren't you sweet!" she said, putting her hand on my leg. I could feel
my cock begin to swell. "You are just the sweetest thing!"

She got up and walked into the kitchen, giving me an excellent view of her
ass. Now, I know where Jenny gets her good looks from. This was Jenny's mom?
She was gorgeous.

She picked up a half-finished bottle of beer and took a swig, apparently
abandoning her coffee. "My name is Kathy Lee," she said. "Katie is named
after me, you know?" She was still smiling, she sat close to me and put the
beer on the table. I was amused at the fact that I face fucked her daughter
on this very couch.

"Are you married?" she asked boldly.

"Uh, well, uh no!" I said, taken aback.

She grew quiet. We sat in awkward silence for a few moments. Kathy Lee took
another swig of her beer. Then, she started again.

"I don't want to get Jenny in trouble, but I would like to help her with her
rent," she said. "Would you tell me how much she owes?"

"Well," I wasn't sure what to say. How do I calculate that? "She already
made one 'payment', and she has a couple more to go."

"I don't have much money," Kathy said. "But when Jenny was younger, I used
to make a deal with our old landlord and he would help us with the rent."

It was like deja vu. Now, I know where Jenny got the idea from. I wondered
if I was Jenny's first landlord? Had she 'serviced' others before me?

How should I handle this?

"I'm afraid you have me at a disadvantage," I said, slowly formulating my
approach. "You see, I find it difficult to say 'no' to beautiful women." I
smiled at her. I was hoping that by showing interest in her, I would give
her the courage to do what I was hoping she would do.

"Well, you *are* just full of flattery, aren't you?" she said in a
delightfully cheery voice. Her Southern accent was becoming more noticeable
and she was unusually happy, even giddy. How many beers had she drunk? Kathy
Lee's hand was still on my leg and she gave me a squeeze causing my cock
jump.

"It's just that...." she began again slowly. She paused to take another swig
of beer. "It's just that, some landlords don't like this deal and they get
mad and I don't want Jenny to get into trouble on account me."

Her speech was just a tiny bit slurred, but it was that run-on sentence that
gave it away. She was just starting to get drunk. Now, I can see why Jenny
had to be desperate to ask her mom to babysit.

I was starting to get impatient with Kathy's hesitation. I was pretty
certain I knew what kind of "deal" she had in mind. A few weeks ago, I would
never have done this, but my experience with Jenny changed everything.

I removed Kathy Lee's hand from my leg and pushed it up higher on my thigh
until it came in contact with my cock. It was now rigid and pressing
uncomfortably against my pants, struggling to break free. I leaned forward
and smiled at her.

"I won't get mad," I whispered. She smiled back.

"Oh, my," she said, delighted. Her smile revealed a row of perfectly
straight, white teeth contrasted against her bronzed, tanned complexion. She
fondled my cock eagerly. There was a look of knowing anticipation in her
eyes. She took her free hand and placed it behind my head, playing with the
little hairs there and stroking the nape of my neck gently. No one had never
done that to me before. The feeling was genuinely arousing. This woman was a
pro. "You're a big boy, aren't you?"

She leaned forward and did what I had been trying to get Jenny to do weeks
-- she kissed me long and full on the lips. I pushed my face forward and
eagerly took in her tongue. The strange combined taste of beer and coffee
wasn't quite what I'd hoped for, but my tongue eagerly made its way to the
back of her throat anyway. Our kiss was long, deep and very passionate. She
clutched the back of my head and pulled me into her.

We never broke our kiss as I leaned back and she fumbled with my pants.
Finally, she freed my cock and stroked it earnestly. She clenched it tightly
in her fist, much tighter than Jenny ever did. She giggled with delight and
got down on her knees and took me into her mouth. I was in heaven.

I looked down and watched as my cock disappeared into her mouth. She really
was an older version of Jenny. Her skin was tanned, and had a roughed
texture to it, as though she had spent just a bit too much time at the
tanning salon. Her hair was a lighter color than Jenny's, almost reddish.
But her face... I could see Jenny in her eyes, her cheeks, her tiny lips,
that cute button nose....

As Kathy sucked my cock with alacrity, my thoughts turned to Jenny. I felt a
twinge of guilt. "Oh, Jenny," I thought. I felt strange, like I was cheating
on her. I should be loyal to her, loyal to my Jenny who I had wanted so
badly all these long months.... Now that I finally had her, I was cheating
on her ... with her mom. My mood started to dampen. I started to feel like
scum again, but I quickly came to my senses.

Waitaminute. Jenny's not my girlfriend, or anything. She never seems to get
tired of reminding me of that. I don't owe her anything. And her mom...
unlike Jenny, she seems to be enjoying every second of this.

I looked down at the older woman whose head was bobbing up and down on my
cock. She was clumsily trying to unbutton her top. This woman didn't waste
any time.

She stood up, her shirt fully unbuttoned, revealing a pierced navel and
tattoos in little swirly designs that crawled up like ivy from her panties
and encircled her piercing. She leaned forward and kissed me again with
great passion, oblivious to my shifting mood, my brief interior struggle.

She tugged at my shirt.

"Let's not fuck out here, sugar," she whispered in my ear huskily. "Jenny
won't mind if we borrow her bed for a little while." Her grin went from ear
to ear. She giggled like a schoolgirl as she pulled me off the couch.

As we entered the bedroom, Kathy quickly stripped out of her clothes. I
began to follow suit when I heard something that broke me out of my
lust-driven euphoria. It was a television going, a cartoon... no, a video
game.

"Oh, my God!" I said out loud. I looked at Kathy, completely shocked, my
cock had began to go limp. "Kathy, Katie's in there. She's in her room,
isn't she? What are we doing?"

"Oh, Sugar, don't be bothered by that," Kathy said smiling. She closed the
bedroom door behind us. "Katie's a good little girl, always got her nose
stuck in some book or something. She just takes care of herself."

She walked up to me and stroked my chest, one hand reached down and caressed
my thigh. She pressed her slender, tanned body against me. "While we..." she
grabbed my cock and began to stroke it back to life. "...take care of
ourselves."

There are all these stereotypes about men, about how they think with their
hormones. I firmly believe that they're just stereotypes, but right now...
Oh, God, what was I doing? Right now, this hot little vixen, the mother of
the girl I'd been fucking for the past month, was stroking my cock. I swear
I could smell the aroma of her juices hanging in the air. Each breath I took
made cock grow harder. I wanted this. I wanted to do this. I wanted to do it
so badly, I was willing to do one of the scummiest things I've ever done in
my life. I was going to fuck her while her granddaughter played video games
in the room next door.

I picked up Kathy in my arms, she let out a cry of surprise then giggled. We
kissed as I walked her over to the bed, the same bed I had taken her
daughter on just weeks ago. I laid her down and descended on top of her. She
spread her legs wide for me. I teased the entrance of her depths with my
cock head, rubbing it against her pussy lips.

"Are you ready for this," I teased.

"Oh, don't torture me!" she begged, still giggling. "You know it, lover!"

I suckled her breasts, savoring them. Her nipple grew hard in my mouth. I
thumbed her clit as I sucked her breast. I ran my tongue in circles around
the nipple then flicked it rapidly. I moved over to the other breast and
sucked that nipple back to life so it stood as erect and firm as its
neighbor. I stuck two fingers deep inside her and flicked them back and
forth against the roof of her vagina in a "come here" motion. Kathy groaned
audibly.

"Oh, lover, you are too much..." she moaned.

I took her nipple in my mouth and gently squeezed it with my teeth, then
pulled it, allowing it to pull free from my mouth, scraping against my teeth
as it exited. Kathy moaned and bucked her hips.

"Don't tease me," she begged. "Do it! Just, oh God, I need you in me."

My cock was so hard right now, but I felt compelled to treat her eagerness
the opposite way I treated Jenny's reluctance.

I kissed my way down her stomach stopping to let my tongue run circles
around her piercing. Her pussy was neatly trimmed. A little runway of pubic
hair remained just above her pussy. I licked her inner thighs taking in the
salty sweat, first her right and then the left. My tongue danced across her
pussy lips causing her body to shake.

"Oh, you tease," she cried out. "You're torturing me!"

My tongue flicked up and down those lips, just barely touching them. Soon,
though, I was licking them, making them wet, tasting little samples of her
wetness. I let my tongue just barely touch her clit then dart away. Her hips
bucked. I took the clit in my mouth and sucked it. I licked it forcefully,
deliberately. Her entire body began to shake and rock. She grabbed the bed
sheets in her hands and cried out in orgasm.

I kept tonguing her, pressing hard against her clit. Then I lapped up her
pussy, tasting her womanhood. She was wonderful.

I scooted up to her and she kissed me again, forcefully, passionately. I
rubbed my cock against her clit.

"No more torture, please," she begged. "I'll do anything, ANYTHING, just
fuck me. Please, fuck me. I haven't had a man in so long. I need you,
lover."

I needed her, too. I needed to be inside her.

I plunged my cock in. The first penetration is always the best. It was like
entering a new world of pure bliss. Kathy was so wet for me, wetter than any
woman I'd ever been with. I slid in and out of her easily. Her wetness
allowed me to fuck her wildly. We had built up so much passion during the
foreplay, we were both in peak form. I fucked her fast and hard and she
loved it.

"Oh God, yes! Fuck me, oh! Fuck me so hard!" she cried out. "Give it to me,
give it to me, giveittomeeeee!"

The bed rocked and creaked loudly as I pummeled her. I was so close to
cumming. I had to fuck her harder and faster. I sensed she was close, too.

"C'mon, fuck me harder, just a little more," she begged. Finally, she did
something completely unexpected. She whispered in my ear. "Fuck me like I'm
Jenny."

What did she just say? My cock swelled at the sound of Jenny's name.

"That's right," she said. "I bet you've wanted to fuck her for a long time,
haven't you?"

If only she knew....

"I know she's been teasing you, waving that little ass of hers in front of
you, wearing those tiny little skirts," she said. "Now, you can have her.
Fuck me and pretend I'm her."

And I did.

My cock felt like it grew two sizes larger. I sunk my rigid phallus deep
inside her. I could feel her every muscle tighten around my girth. I pulled
in and out liberally, viciously planting myself as deep as I could go.

"Oh, Kathy," I moaned. "I love... I love fucking you."

"Call me Jenny," was all she said.

"You want this, Jenny?" I asked. "You want my cock, you little whore?"

"Oh, God yes," she said. "I've always wanted you. Fuck me!"

"Oh, Jenny!" I called out to her. I said her name again and again. "Oh,
Jenny! Oh, Jenny! I want my cum in you!"

I don't know who orgasmed first. Maybe it was me, or maybe Jen... *Kathy*
orgasmed and set mine off. All I knew was I was cumming like a firehose.

"Holy fuck, you can cum!" Kathy called out in both surprise and utter
delight.

My cock jumped and twitched with each spasm as I emptied my balls into her.

"Oh, Jenny, you were wonderful," I said to her. I kissed her long and full
on the lips like I always wanted to and she returned the kiss without
hesitation.

My cock started to grow flacid and it slipped out of her. Cum dribbled out
and ran down her thigh.

"Look at you!" she said with a laugh. "You really filled me!"

She reached down and took my semi-erect cock in her mouth, sucking it clean.
She sucked it roughly then scraped it with her teeth, causing my whole body
to shiver.

"That's enough," I said. I tried to pull back, but she kept sucking. "Hey,
that's too much." I forced myself out of her mouth. She laughed at my
discomfort.

"How about this?" she said. She took my cock gently in her mouth and sucked.
She worked me with her tongue. Oh! I was so sore from that orgasm. I didn't
think it was possible, but she got me hard again. "There it is," she said
stroking me with satisfaction. "Another round?" she asked.

The sound of footsteps outside the door jarred me back to reality. The video
game music. When had it stopped? Shit! I had forgotten completely about
where I was. Katie! How much had she heard? She couldn't possibly have not
heard!

I got up and started getting dressed in a hurry. "I uh...," I stammered.
What do I say? "I want to Kathy, I really do, but... I don't feel right,
with Katie here."

"Oh don't worry about that girl," she said. "You think she don't know what
sex is? You're fooling yourself. Come back to bed!"

She was great in bed, but there was definitely something not right about
this woman.

"No, uh... I really don't feel comfortable," I said. "I should go."

"Well, hold on lover," she said as she got up. She threw on her shirt and
panties, then started scribbling on a piece of scrap paper. She tucked it
into my shirt pocket, when suddenly, there was a knock at the bedroom door.
Fuck!

Wearing nothing but an open shirt and panties Gloria opened the door. I
scrambled to finish buttoning my shirt.

"Hey, sweetie," she said cheerily. "What is it darling?"

"Are you okay, Gramma?" It was Katie. "You were in there a long time. I
heard noises."

"Sure, I'm okay, Sweetheart," she said. "In fact, I've never, ever been
happier."

"Who's that," she pointed at me. I was still getting dressed.

As I looked at her, I could only think of one thing. What have I done? I've
truly betrayed Jenny. Not by having sex with someone else. Not even by
having sex with her own mother. I exposed her daughter to this ... this
filthy game we've been playing. Guilt washed over me. I... I can't believe
this -- I actually felt like crying.

I looked into those eyes. She had Jenny's eyes. I could see a young Jenny
staring back at me.

"Who's that," she had asked.

"I'm the Landlord."
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