"Your rent is now three months overdue. I know you are struggling, and I have been very generous because you are a good tenant, Katie, but you need to pay." "Look, I am really sorry, but I just need time. I need one more month to clear up the aftermath of my divorce." "I am sorry, Katie, but I need something before then." "Ok then, you can have my pussy for a month. How about that?" "Deal. No wait. We only got married two...

To borrow a phrase from Jeff Foxworthy, “I live in a Sea of Estrogen.” My story seems strange to me, even though I’m living it. The interesting thing is how I got here. It all started with my divorce. My name is Tau. Don’t ask, my parents were on a strange kick that I never did understand. The story kept changing over the years, so no laughing; it is my name. I’m just a little past forty and was married for just over twen...

I am a very healthy and vibrant twenty-two-year-old college-aged girl looking for a part time work position for the summer. I am majoring in hospitality management, so I decided to try and find something either in a hotel or the travel industry, but reality hit me one day after an exhaustive job search. I was unemployed and rent was past due. I was desperate and when a girl gets desperate, sometime we do things we probabl...

It was the morning after Lisa had made her decision that she would have sex with Ron, her 68-year-old landlord, in return for the rent. She came back to her flat, late afternoon, after spending the day at the university where she was a student. She was wondering when she would tell Ron the good news. However, five minutes after entering the flat there was a knock on the door. Her heart skipped as she knew it would be Ron...

Lisa lay still on the bed knowing that he had not quite finished with her yet. After his breath had returned to normal, he rolled over on his side and gazed at her. His eyes roved over her beautiful body, his hand following his eyes, stroking her skin, smooth as silk, gently squeezing her flesh, soft and firm as only a young woman's is. He had told her many times before that just touching and looking at her perfect body i...

The young woman lay on the bed, the afternoon sun streaming in through the apartment window. Her eyes were closed but she was not asleep. A student at a university in the north of England, she was mentally reviewing the work yet to do on her thesis for the final year of her art history course, a comparison of the work of five leading Renaissance artists. She was so absorbed in these thoughts that she was able, almost, to...

A few years ago, I was stuck in what I saw as a dead-end job managing a sort of dingy apartment complex in the LA area. I'd gone out there ostensibly to pursue screenwriting, and this job was my "job till I hit it big." Of course, after a few years of not hitting it big, it was just my job - and I was too much of a wuss to admit I should pack it in and move back home. As the complex's manager, I had one of the better apar...

Creek, grunt, thud, creek, grunt, thud. What a way to pay your rent. Creek, grunt, thud, creek, grunt, thud. Creek, a moment of emptiness. Grunt, filled to the hilt again. Thud, the bed again hits the wall. Still, the pace is increasing, and the grunts are getting more breathless and the thuds are starting to chip the plaster, it won't be long now, he'll be in to "Yes" mode shortly and we'll be into the last 30 seconds. C...