The Landlady: an Erotic Romance

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Caution: This Romantic Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Romantic, Spanking, Oral Sex, .

Desc: Romantic Sex Story: Reese Newton's total mind and concentration centered on the project that he needed to complete for his engineer's degree. He didn't even notice that he'd wandered into the landlady's bathroom instead of his own, where she was in the tub and simply watching him. The result was a strange and exciting romance.

Encounter in the Bath:

The project was uppermost in his mind. He was trying to look at it from every angle possible. He knew, he was confident that he was on the right track with it! He just needed to keep concentrating.

He'd been in his room wrestling with the darn thing for almost a whole day. But he knew that the end for him was in sight. This would be the last and greatest test for him and then he'd actually have arrived at his goal: he'd be an engineer.

Just rehearsing the word made him happy and made him decide to work for a few more hours on figuring the problem out. He knew he could do it.

He'd had, for that whole day, as the worked on this final project, only protein bars and almost a gallon of water. It was his self imposed 'I need to get this' diet. It's what he always reverted to, when he needed deep and total concentration.

At this point in his life, Reese Newton, at 26, was finishing his graduate degree in engineering. It was the degree that would open for him the future. That much he knew and so, he treated this one last task with as much gusto as he'd treated every other task that was set before him in his educational journey.

Total concentration, in these circumstances, was what Reese expected of himself. It had always been the mantra that his parents used with him, especially his doctor father. It had indeed produced in Reese the ability to take on a task, and devote himself totally to that task.

The only thing that he would take time out for was needed bathroom breaks. And, yes, he began to realize that all that water was beginning to create an urge.

He got up from his desk, the equations and figures still surging through his mind, and went to the door to the hall to head for the bathroom.

Just at the doorway, he was weighing the relative merits of two ways of continuing with this current project.

As he weighed his choices, he let his left hand kid of shoot out to represent one way of proceeding. Then he considered the other way represented by his right hand. That hand now shot out in a gesture, which was accompanied by his tacit decision to proceed with that alternative.

He followed the gesture, kind of, and turned to the right to go to the bathroom.

He went down the hall a short way and opened the bathroom door. Once inside he stood by the toilet, put the lid up, and opening his fly, got himself ready to go.

As he was going, he was still thinking of the alternatives, even more convinced now that the procedure on the right hand was the correct one for this project.

He was muttering formulas and making noises about that being the correct choice for the project. Then he was saying how pleased he was to have gotten to this decision.

It was then that he saw movement out of the corner of his eye. He turned just a bit, his hand still holding his 'equipment', which in Reese's case was fairly large —- part of the old Vonnegut idea of 'you never know who'll get one!'

His mind focused as he saw his landlady, Mrs. Suzanne Tolton-Carlson, sitting in the tub and just watching him. As he glanced at her and realized that he'd gone into the wrong bathroom, he focused on the fact that, above the level of the water in the tub, her breasts were showing.

The problem instantly took on a new dimension for Reese. Now his mind was full of the uninvited idea that her breasts, Mrs. Tolton-Calrson's breasts, were perfect.

His mind shot him the message that he'd just said that out loud to his landlady.

He tried to drag his mind away from it but, just as she moved the shower curtain to cover herself, he noticed the beauty of her nipples: little Chinese like caps that were dark and round and pointy.

And, damn it! He was saying that to her also.

Then one last shot of recognition flashed across his mind, and yes, looking down, his wang was still hanging out of his pants.

With a final 'oh, shit'! he put it away, and, flushing, exited hastily from the bathroom.

But of course his mania wasn't finished yet. He went back into the bathroom! Damn it! He actually went back into the bathroom. His mental process at that point was one that told him that she had the shower curtain across her nakedness and he could give her the needed apology.

He entered the bathroom, apologizing as he came.

Suzanne said a soft: "Mr Newton?"

But he'd been wrong. She wasn't in the tub with the shower curtain shielding her nakedness. She'd stood up in the tub and had a towel in front of her.

To the right and left of the towel, as it hung in front of her, he could see the roundness of her naked hips. She had the towel up far enough on her torso that only the top of her breasts and nipples showed.

It struck Reese like a bolt of lightning. It made her, that drape of the towel, seem to be even more naked that naked, more sexy than sexy.

And —- Crap! He was saying that out loud to her too.

His mind had been on automatic for so long with his engineering problem, with the project, that it was still on automatic and saying whatever occurred to him.

"Mr Newton," she said again softly.

He came out of his fog and, with one last look at her there with her towel enhancing and not hiding her nakedness, he left the bathroom.

What he didn't hear, as he walked away to his room, was the giggle that came from the naked lady in the bathroom, as she still stood with the towel draped down her front, saying to herself: "My, my is he ever hung!"

A ROOM TO LET:

Reese had found himself with a semester yet to go to his final degree and no place to live. His usual digs were being renovated and a note had gone out that at the end of the present semester it would be closed for those renovations.

It put him at loose ends. He wasn't hugely picky about where he was living these days. The work was the important thing. In that way, Reese Newton was like a man possessed. He had his goals always in front of his eyes and never took those goals for granted.

His finances were always tight and he accepted that. He worked on the side as a carpenter and builder, trades which his dad had taught him as he was growing up. He was extremely good at the trades too.

It was actually word of mouth that reached him through a friend named Laura. She'd been in some of his classes, as a math major. In a casual conversation, she'd told him about the house where she'd rented a room. She indicated that the owner was a military widow named Carlton. It was shortly after that, when Reese went to see the landlady, Mrs Tolton-Carlson, was her name.

Reese found Suzanne Tolton-Carlson to be remarkably attractive. It was a response that he shoved to the very back of his consciousness immediately —- his normal way of not letting any inklings of romance interfere with his goals concerning his studies. Reese wasn't really anti-romance; nor was he gay, as some rumored; he was just super focused.

At this point in his studies, Reese was a quite attractive young man. He stood 6'3" and carried 190 lbs very well. He'd been an athlete in high school but gave that up to pursue his educational goals at the university. He had fairly unruly dark, curly hair and was clean shaven. Nor was he in favor of the current fad of sporting all sorts of tattoos.

On her part, Suzanne was pleased to have someone willing to move in for the semester. This was the time, during the summer, that her room normally went unrented. She always preferred girls but was taken by Reese's manners, to say nothing of his looks and rented the room to him.

It had become as much a habit for her as anything else. She'd been left, after her Al died in combat in Afghanistan —- he was a marine 'instructor' for the Afghan forces, well off with her own resources and the insurance that he'd had. She rented the room to guard against becoming too inward looking and lonely. She was a gregarious person and, after her initial, post Al, funk, returned to being that kind of person. So, she rented a room to students, or a student, as it sometimes was.

She explained the rules of the house. Gave him his own shelf in the refrigerator and indicated that she'd always have breakfast items for him available.

He agreed with alacrity, pleased to get the 'room issue' settled and out of the way. But he thought that Suzanne Tolton-Carlson was a beauty.

She certainly was! At 38 she was stunning. She was a tall woman, standing 5'11". Her Al had been a good six footer and Reese Newton towered over her. She had always been an athletic kind of woman, and had taken up running as a chosen exercise early on in her life. She and Al, especially during their courting days, had made it a habit to run together. These days she ran in the neighborhood, having traced a good mile for herself. She tried to be consistent in running 2 to 3 miles several times a week.

Suzanne had curly, auburn hair, that sat on the back of her neck and down to her shoulders. She was a very pretty woman and had, as Reese could now attest, lovely breasts, with full, cap-like nipples that were dark and stood out. She had a runner's build and the strong, rounded butt of a woman who'd been running for years.

She was, at the same time, very, very careful about romance. She simply choose not to be notorious that way locally. Her and Al's sex life had been full of amazing activity on both her and his part. She'd loved that part of their life and it's what she missed, as time went on, the most.

When she travelled, which she liked to do, she kept her eye out for potential partners, though she didn't make it a fetish. She just enjoyed the play of it and looked forward to being able to do it again with the right person.

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