Hi My name is Blake...and I've got a slight problem... You see I've been evicted from my apartment...That in itself would not be such a problem ,except that my eviction has also affected
my best friend ,frat brother and room-mate's living arrangements also. Paris and I are both now on the street.
Paris and I lived down the hall from each other ,when we attended Howard University....What made us friends was that we were both from Philly and in a strange town, that being..Washington DC. that was foreign to us. We had some of the same classes and hung out with some of the same guys. So, when Paris decided to pledge Kappa Alpha Psi...it was just a forgone conclusion that I was going to do it also. We pledged with another guy, a Sean Jackson, who now takes photos for Hype magazine...The three of us got initiated together and remain close to this day. Sean has done quite well for himself....Got a nice gig....working with another friend of ours, Kevin Morris...Got himself a fly ass girlfriend, named Sheila...an account executive at the magazine, who he lives with and a nice house...a few blocks from the apartment complex we were living in.
Paris and I are probably closer to each other than we are our line brother,Sean. We aren't the settling down type like he now says he is. Over the years, We have "entertained " a bevy of young ladies between us. I was still in that mode when I got involved with Shirley...or should I say Ms. Cheryl Starks. Cheryl Starks was our landlady. She wasn't the typical landlady...She was at least three years younger than Paris and myself and possesed a 36-24-36 frame on her....
Yes...to say that was a brickhouse would be an understatement.
She lived on the premises in an Apartment on the 16th Floor. A lot of people paid their rent on line, but Paris and I liked to pay our rent in person...Everytime we went up to her apartment ,she was wearing either a very sheer night gown, that just happened to be open, showing a lot of cleavage or a lacy ,frilly bra...or something else very tight and revealing...We loved the "view". Now that I think about, I think she knew all along why we would pay in person.
After we had lived in her apartment complex for about three months...she started coming down to our apartment to get the rent money. I remember one time in particular....It was last year...and Paris was out of town...He was in Atlanta at the Kappa Konclave...I had decided to sit this one out this year...I was in the basement of the complex doing my laundry....
I had on shorts and a red and white "wifebeater" with the Kappa Diamond on it....I was squeezing the water out of an article of clothing in one of the deep sinks..
" Apparently ,you didn't use the spin cycle correctly....or you wouldn't have had to do that" she said in an allurring voice.
"Yeah...I think I packed too much clothing in the one washing machine" I said.
"You always do your laundry at twelve midnight?" she asked.
"Nah...I meant to do it earlier, but I was watching a movie and fell asleep." I said.
"Oh? entertaining I see?" she asked.
"Entertaining? Me? No....I'm all alone tonight...My room mate is in Atlanta and I'm here doing laundry." I said.
"What...no date tonight?" She asked.
"Nah, the phone has not been ringing much these days." I replied.
"Hmmmmm...a man with big broad muscular shoulders like you should always have someone to hold on a lonely Saturday night." she said.
"Yeah,I suppose.." I said.
"I didn't realize you were a Kappa man...I'm a Zeta Phi Beta myself." she said.
"Yeah? Word! I knew a few when I was in college." I said.
"Your roomie told me yall went to Howard.." she said.
"Where did you go?" I asked
"Here, Lincoln University." she said.
"I visited Lincoln a few times..yall had some nice parties." I said.
"I came to a few of Howard's Homecomings...." she said.
The small talk continued like this until I got all of my clothes in the dryer.... Soon it was close to
1:30 and the only people in the laundromat was me and Cheryl Starks...We were sitting on one of the hard plastic benches sipping Cokes and then the next minute, she was rubbing my arms and before I knew it, I had dozed off , asleep.....
I wasn't asleep long...I woke up and she was kissing me...first my cheek, and then my lips....I must admit...her body felt good..nice and firm, yet soft in all of the right places... I suppose now in hindsight...I should have stopped her...but what could I do? She opened my zipper and pulled
out my rock hard erection and began deep throating me right there in the laundromat......
"Ohhhhh...ummmmph...uh...Ms. Starks....what ...what are you doingggggggg...ohhhhhhh..." I gasped...
'Something ,I've been wanting to do, since you moved in here.....and don't tell me that you don't feel the same way too....I've seen the way you look at me when you come to pay the rent...they way your eyes practically undressed me.....I knew all along..." she said.
"Yeah, but...shouldn't we got back to my room at least?" I gasped...
"It's after one...nobody else will be coming down here ." she said as she continued...
I lifted her up...slipped her panties down...(she was wearing a very sheer, yellow Sun dress) I sat her on top of one of the washing machines that had my last load of clothes in it and entered her....
"Ouuuuuuuuuu...you don't know how long I've been waiting for this moment Blake...ohhhhhhhhh
..ouuuuuuuuuuu..." she cooed.
Between the motion of the washing machine and my thrusting...her eyes began rolling into the back of her head..and she certainly was making enough noise to wake somebody up... The thought that we both could get caught, seemed to make me even more excited..as we continued
to go at it...kissing each other as though our lives depended on it...
It wasn't long before I turned her around and placed her stomach on the cold hard exterior of the washing machine and took her from behind...She winced and then gasped as we contined to
go at it...I kept wondering what I would do if someone did come down into that basement but no one did... We both climaxed like we never climaxed before and fell to the floor...exhausted....
"Oh my God, that was incredible..." she said. I kept thinking to myself...Paris aint gonna believe this when I tell him. Then she turned to me and said...
"Blake...take me to your room...let's do this right..." I was stunned.....I couldn't beleive my good fortune.....If only I had known then what I knew now.
We went to my room and that night, I had Cheryl in my bed. We made love this time, much slower and much more passionate than we had in the laundromat... The next morning when I woke up, Cheryl was folding my clothes...She walked over to me and gave me a kiss.. Then she said to me.
"Oh Blake, you made me feel soooo good......listen to me...you and your room mate never have to
pay rent again as long as you live here." she said.
"Awww come on stop playin...I mean, I know I through down last night..but I wasn't that good."
I said.
"I'm serious....you and Paris, don't have to pay anymore rent.....at least not as long as you can make me feel like that." she said.
"What? Are you serious?" I asked.
"Yes...I am..but the only thing is..You can't say a word about this to anybody...not even your room-mate...If I hear about this...the deal if off..."she said sternly....
"Oh Word!" I said... grabbing her around her waist... She removed my hands this time...
"No...not right now...there is plenty more from where this came from, but we have got to be discreet if we are going to do this Blake..When you want me...text me....and I'll text you back if I'm available and you just come up to my room. Don't come without calling or texting and always come alone." she said kind of sternly. (There was signs of the control freak right there that I just didn't pick up.)
Was I dreaming? Things like this only happened to guys in porn movies or lies I thought....There
is a saying that if something is too good to be true...It usually is...As I would find out. This would
be one of those times.
(To be continued)
my best friend ,frat brother and room-mate's living arrangements also. Paris and I are both now on the street.
Paris and I lived down the hall from each other ,when we attended Howard University....What made us friends was that we were both from Philly and in a strange town, that being..Washington DC. that was foreign to us. We had some of the same classes and hung out with some of the same guys. So, when Paris decided to pledge Kappa Alpha Psi...it was just a forgone conclusion that I was going to do it also. We pledged with another guy, a Sean Jackson, who now takes photos for Hype magazine...The three of us got initiated together and remain close to this day. Sean has done quite well for himself....Got a nice gig....working with another friend of ours, Kevin Morris...Got himself a fly ass girlfriend, named Sheila...an account executive at the magazine, who he lives with and a nice house...a few blocks from the apartment complex we were living in.
Paris and I are probably closer to each other than we are our line brother,Sean. We aren't the settling down type like he now says he is. Over the years, We have "entertained " a bevy of young ladies between us. I was still in that mode when I got involved with Shirley...or should I say Ms. Cheryl Starks. Cheryl Starks was our landlady. She wasn't the typical landlady...She was at least three years younger than Paris and myself and possesed a 36-24-36 frame on her....
Yes...to say that was a brickhouse would be an understatement.
She lived on the premises in an Apartment on the 16th Floor. A lot of people paid their rent on line, but Paris and I liked to pay our rent in person...Everytime we went up to her apartment ,she was wearing either a very sheer night gown, that just happened to be open, showing a lot of cleavage or a lacy ,frilly bra...or something else very tight and revealing...We loved the "view". Now that I think about, I think she knew all along why we would pay in person.
After we had lived in her apartment complex for about three months...she started coming down to our apartment to get the rent money. I remember one time in particular....It was last year...and Paris was out of town...He was in Atlanta at the Kappa Konclave...I had decided to sit this one out this year...I was in the basement of the complex doing my laundry....
I had on shorts and a red and white "wifebeater" with the Kappa Diamond on it....I was squeezing the water out of an article of clothing in one of the deep sinks..
" Apparently ,you didn't use the spin cycle correctly....or you wouldn't have had to do that" she said in an allurring voice.
"Yeah...I think I packed too much clothing in the one washing machine" I said.
"You always do your laundry at twelve midnight?" she asked.
"Nah...I meant to do it earlier, but I was watching a movie and fell asleep." I said.
"Oh? entertaining I see?" she asked.
"Entertaining? Me? No....I'm all alone tonight...My room mate is in Atlanta and I'm here doing laundry." I said.
"What...no date tonight?" She asked.
"Nah, the phone has not been ringing much these days." I replied.
"Hmmmmm...a man with big broad muscular shoulders like you should always have someone to hold on a lonely Saturday night." she said.
"Yeah,I suppose.." I said.
"I didn't realize you were a Kappa man...I'm a Zeta Phi Beta myself." she said.
"Yeah? Word! I knew a few when I was in college." I said.
"Your roomie told me yall went to Howard.." she said.
"Where did you go?" I asked
"Here, Lincoln University." she said.
"I visited Lincoln a few times..yall had some nice parties." I said.
"I came to a few of Howard's Homecomings...." she said.
The small talk continued like this until I got all of my clothes in the dryer.... Soon it was close to
1:30 and the only people in the laundromat was me and Cheryl Starks...We were sitting on one of the hard plastic benches sipping Cokes and then the next minute, she was rubbing my arms and before I knew it, I had dozed off , asleep.....
I wasn't asleep long...I woke up and she was kissing me...first my cheek, and then my lips....I must admit...her body felt good..nice and firm, yet soft in all of the right places... I suppose now in hindsight...I should have stopped her...but what could I do? She opened my zipper and pulled
out my rock hard erection and began deep throating me right there in the laundromat......
"Ohhhhh...ummmmph...uh...Ms. Starks....what ...what are you doingggggggg...ohhhhhhh..." I gasped...
'Something ,I've been wanting to do, since you moved in here.....and don't tell me that you don't feel the same way too....I've seen the way you look at me when you come to pay the rent...they way your eyes practically undressed me.....I knew all along..." she said.
"Yeah, but...shouldn't we got back to my room at least?" I gasped...
"It's after one...nobody else will be coming down here ." she said as she continued...
I lifted her up...slipped her panties down...(she was wearing a very sheer, yellow Sun dress) I sat her on top of one of the washing machines that had my last load of clothes in it and entered her....
"Ouuuuuuuuuu...you don't know how long I've been waiting for this moment Blake...ohhhhhhhhh
..ouuuuuuuuuuu..." she cooed.
Between the motion of the washing machine and my thrusting...her eyes began rolling into the back of her head..and she certainly was making enough noise to wake somebody up... The thought that we both could get caught, seemed to make me even more excited..as we continued
to go at it...kissing each other as though our lives depended on it...
It wasn't long before I turned her around and placed her stomach on the cold hard exterior of the washing machine and took her from behind...She winced and then gasped as we contined to
go at it...I kept wondering what I would do if someone did come down into that basement but no one did... We both climaxed like we never climaxed before and fell to the floor...exhausted....
"Oh my God, that was incredible..." she said. I kept thinking to myself...Paris aint gonna believe this when I tell him. Then she turned to me and said...
"Blake...take me to your room...let's do this right..." I was stunned.....I couldn't beleive my good fortune.....If only I had known then what I knew now.
We went to my room and that night, I had Cheryl in my bed. We made love this time, much slower and much more passionate than we had in the laundromat... The next morning when I woke up, Cheryl was folding my clothes...She walked over to me and gave me a kiss.. Then she said to me.
"Oh Blake, you made me feel soooo good......listen to me...you and your room mate never have to
pay rent again as long as you live here." she said.
"Awww come on stop playin...I mean, I know I through down last night..but I wasn't that good."
I said.
"I'm serious....you and Paris, don't have to pay anymore rent.....at least not as long as you can make me feel like that." she said.
"What? Are you serious?" I asked.
"Yes...I am..but the only thing is..You can't say a word about this to anybody...not even your room-mate...If I hear about this...the deal if off..."she said sternly....
"Oh Word!" I said... grabbing her around her waist... She removed my hands this time...
"No...not right now...there is plenty more from where this came from, but we have got to be discreet if we are going to do this Blake..When you want me...text me....and I'll text you back if I'm available and you just come up to my room. Don't come without calling or texting and always come alone." she said kind of sternly. (There was signs of the control freak right there that I just didn't pick up.)
Was I dreaming? Things like this only happened to guys in porn movies or lies I thought....There
is a saying that if something is too good to be true...It usually is...As I would find out. This would
be one of those times.
(To be continued)
20 comments:
Exciting start to say the least.
Going to do a load of laundry.
Have great week and see ya here 'round midnight
and there you go; you big teasin @$$ teaser you...so, you're gonna have me feenin now...lol!
love to live; live to love!
Standing and applauding and yesss,
tossing my panties to the rafters...Now this is the kind of story I've been waiting for!
Blake and Paris were in one of your early stories...last year...before kevin, before Mabel,'
Clerow and that bunch even...Glad to see them back.
Keith ,this made ME want to throw some panties at you!-hahahahahahaha.
This was worth me tossing my boxers I suppose..lolololol.
Encore brother,encore...Everytime I think you can't surprise..you come back with another surprise.
I guess everybody is tossing their drawers today huh.lololol..See what you started you crazy a$$ teaser you!-lolol.
This beginning was fiyah!! I can already sense where it's going.
I remember Paris and Blake...Glad you resurected them!
Love this story...it's hot!
You got me feenin for the next part
too,just like Blu Jewel.
Just what the doctor ordered..a hot summer love story!
This was hot fam, I'm going to do a load of clothes...lolololol.
Where do you get your ideas for this stuff? I think you've done some of this stuff Keith....The laundromat after dark?? Yeah..this is you playa!!
Sensual and Humorous..the makings of a good summer story.
I'm not surprised that a certain anonymous person is standing,applauding and tossing drawers up to the ceiling..This story was tailor made to make anyone do that!
Great beginning to what promises to be hawtttt! lololol.
LMBAO @ this...I know where it's headed too!-lolololol.
@Anonymous- It's a wonder you have any panties if you're really tossing em out the window like that!
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