[MF] Paying rent with sex

I was married between the ages of 24 and 28. We have no children, and I received a small alimony settlement. Three years after our divorce my ex-husband got laid off and started missing my payments. I had a low-wage job as a receptionist and needed the alimony to make ends meet.

I maxed out my credit card and cut expenses to the bone. But I soon missed a rent payment and my landlord was only nice about it for one month. When he came by to collect two month’s rent I had only one. He didn’t care about my ex problem, or my own, and gave me one week to get even with our lease.

The night he was due I dressed in a nice revealing outfit, made myself up to “Club Level”, and tried flirting with him. This story would be more fun to read if there was some drama and seduction, but he took one look at me all tarted up and knew the score right away. I bought a week with a blowjob. I bought another week, and then another, and by the next month he had me flat on my back, my ankles in the air, earning the rent with two “dates” a month.

Of course I was unenthusiastic, even sullen at first. Yes, I had freely offered sex in the place of paying my rent – I’d even sort of lamely “seduced” him. But the first few times we were together, first for oral, then for intercourse, I treated it like a distasteful chore.

But as he became familiar, and as Covid turned me into a cloistered nun, I began first to enjoy the sex, then later to enjoy anticipating his visits. It has become. My landlord, balding and paunchy, is not at all attractive. He isn’t even very likeable, communicating mainly in grunts.

But each time he’s due for a house call I dressed up nicer, did my face, acted like I’m glad to see him. I started offering him a drink of beer or whiskey. And I began to want him more and more. He thinks I like him, and while I don’t, I like that he thinks I like him. He’s getting more assertive, ordering me around, posing me. He prolongs our times together, no more pump and dump. I orgasm every time now.

He is more and more assertive, and I am more submissive, no more defiant reluctance. In the beginning it was like “I have to let you, but I don’t have to enjoy it”. Now it’s like “Do you have to leave so soon? Stay a little longer.”

I made him wear a condom at first. God knows who he’s been in. Or what his wife does when he’s away. Even though I was on birth control, I told him I wasn’t, so there would be no argument about a condom.

I make myself up for him, try to look nice. I seek his approval of my looks and my sexual performance. I am biting my tongue, resisting the desire to tell him to come more often. He’s very dom. I never thought I was submissive, but I’m not so sure anymore. He heaves me around from one sex position to another and I eagerly cooperate. “Let’s try this”, and “Would you like to try that”. His favorite is me on all fours, mounted like a farm animal while he reaches under and mauls my small breasts, pinching and twisting.

Two weeks ago he rummaged in my bed table while I went to refill his whiskey rocks. When I came back in an unopened package of BC pills was in his hand. “You lying bitch,” he said to me, with a nasty grin. He’s taken me raw each time since.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ir352a/mf_paying_rent_with_sex