Room For Rent Chapter One: Rental Agreement

“I like it,” I smiled as I sat down with Natasha and Molly.

“I am glad you do,” Molly said. “We hated the idea of putting the ad online and getting some creeps!”

“No, it’s just what I am looking for,” I grinned.

“Okay,” Natasha smiled as we sat down to iron out the details.

After my breakup with Jolene, I wanted nothing to do with the apartment we rented. I didn’t make enough to buy a house or get a nice apartment in a friendly neighborhood; all the other apartments I looked at were in seedy neighborhoods.

I knew Molly from my old job. We used to work together, so when I posted on my social media profile that I was apartment hunting, she instantly messaged me.

“Now,” Natasha said as we started talking. I looked at the professional forms they wanted me to sign.

“I know,” I grinned.

“I told him,” Molly smiled.

“Oh,” Natasha sat back. “And it’s okay with you?”

“Of course,” I shrugged.

Molly told me that she and Natasha were together and asked if that would be a problem. I didn’t care that I would be sharing a large apartment near the city, with easy access to city transportation and restaurants, as well as my job with lesbians.

“As long as you guys do not steal any of my girlfriends,” I laughed.

“We will try not to,” Natasha laughed along.

We signed the papers and had them notarized. Then, all I had to do was get my things and move out.

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“Are you sure?” I asked Molly as I brought out my PlayStation.

“Yes, Natasha has been thinking about getting one for months,” Molly said as I held it in my hands.

“I have no problem with setting it up in my room,” I stated.

“For the last time, yes, it is fine!” Molly argued.

“What’s fine?” Natasha said as she walked into the apartment.

“Joel was going to set up his PS5 in his room, and I told him to put it out here on the bigger screen,” Molly said as she hugged her girlfriend and kissed her.

I was getting used to seeing them together. At first, it was a bit weird to see Molly with a woman. While we worked together, there was a short time we were fuck buddies. It was nothing serious, but we would occasionally call each other up for a quickie and then go our separate ways.

“Yes!” Natasha quickly jumped at the chance to have my PS5 out in the living room.

“I told you,” Molly shrugged.

I smiled and then set it up. Since I only had two controllers, we had to go to the store to get another. Soon, we were playing multiplayer games and talking the night away.

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I came home from work one afternoon, and Natasha was just about to leave. “Hi and Bye,” I said as we crossed paths.

“Joel,” Natasha stopped me in the hallway.

I was just about to put my key in the door.

“Yeah,” I answered.

“It’s Molly’s birthday in a few days,” Natasha said.

“Oh, okay, thank you for telling me,” I turned to face her.

“I was going out to buy her something. Do you want to tag along?”

“Sure,” I quickly responded.

“Thanks,” Natasha grinned as we went to her car.

I knew what I was going to get Molly; she had been eyeing my new earbuds and my phone’s mobile armband.

Molly was trying to lose weight and had started using the treadmill at the apartment complex’s fitness center. I knew she would like the armband and the sturdy earbuds.

I waited for Natasha at the meeting spot at the open city plaza. After a few minutes, she didn’t show up.

‘Everything okay?’ I texted her.

‘Yeah, I can’t decide,’ Natasha replied.

‘Do you want help?’

‘That would be great!’

I went to the store that Natasha had told me to go to and stood outside. It was a lingerie store.

‘Are you sure you need my help?’ I texted nervously as I stood outside the store.

‘Yes please!’

I reluctantly walked inside and headed for the changing area. “Natasha?” I whispered, not wanting to alarm any other women who were changing.

“Here,” I saw her arm flailing about above the door of one of the rooms.

“My roommate needs help getting a gift for her girlfriend,” I stated as two women looked at me.

“What’s wrong?” I asked as I stood outside the door.

“I can’t decide,” Natasha said.

“Well, what colors are you picking?” I asked as I smiled at the two women still staring at me.

“Red, Black and Purple,” Natasha stated.

“She hates red!” I exclaimed.

“But it looks sexy on me,” Natasha whined.

“She likes dark colors,” I told her.

“Fine!” Natasha said as she flung some red lingerie over the door.

‘Dayum!’ I thought, looking at the large bra cups that were on the door.

I never looked at Natasha in a sexual way. She always dressed like a tomboy, in baggy clothes and dark shirts with rock band names blazed across the chest. She worked for an electrician company, so she always had tool belts on or always talked shop, so seeing skimpy lingerie was not something I was accustomed to.

“I really liked the red,” Natasha stated, breaking my staring contest with the red bra.

She pulled them back off the door. “Come in and tell me what you think,” Natasha said.

“You want me to come in there?” I asked.

The two women were gone. I am sure I scared them away. Dark-skinned, tall black men often did that to elderly white women.

“Yes!” Natasha exclaimed.

I slowly opened the door and stepped into the mid-size changing room.

“Whoa!” I said as I looked at Natasha standing in front of me in black lingerie. “Yes, that one!” I said as I turned around.

“You didn’t even look!” Natasha pulled me back around.

“Wow!” I said involuntarily as I looked at her.

Apart from the many tattoos across her body, she looked perfect. I wasn’t into women with body tattoos across the stomach and chest area, but Natasha pulled them off.

“Wow, good or wow bad?” Natasha asked as she turned around.

“My god!” I yelled.

The black lace thong disappeared perfectly between her butt cheeks.

“What?” Natasha said.

“Nothing, I mean, Dayum!” the words just kept coming out of my mouth without me giving them permission.

“I take it that time, it was good?” Natasha grinned.

“Uh huh,” I tried to keep my composure and sat on the small bench.

“Okay, this is the black one,” Natasha said as she picked up the purple one off the floor. “Turn around.”

I turned and waited for a while. “Okay,” Natasha said after a little while.

“Fuck me!” I said as I turned back around.

Natasha giggled. If the black one was hot, the dark purple was fire, lava fire, red hot lava!

“I like it, but the girls don’t want to stay in,” Natasha said as she pushed and squeezed her large tits. “I swear if Molly didn’t like them so much, I would get a reduction, having J cups on my body hurts my back and it’s hard to find bras that fit!”

I tried to hide my growing erection. ‘She’s a lesbian!’ I kept repeating inside my head.

“What do you think?” Natasha said as she twisted and turned.

“Nu uh,” I had my hand over my mouth as I shook my head.

“I know, you are a straight guy with a boob fetish,” Natasha grinned. “This must be killing you!”

“Uh huh,” I nodded.

“Okay, one more and I will stop torturing you,” Natasha motioned for me to turn around.

‘Lesbian, lesbian, lesbian,’ I kept repeating inside my head. Trying to will my rock-hard cock to go back down.

“Okay,” Natasha said as she tapped my shoulder.

“Red, fucking red, go with red, yes red,” I rushed out of the changing room and straight to the men’s bathroom.

I splashed the cold water on my face as I went into the stall. “My fucking god!” I exclaimed.

‘I got the red one,’ Natasha texted. ‘Are you okay?’

‘Yeah, just need a minute, or two, or a half hour,’ I said as I sat on the toilet.

‘Okay, I will bring the car closer to the store,’ Natasha said. ‘Do you want some ice cream or something?’

‘Yes!’ I said. ‘Get anything cold, very cold!’

After a few minutes, I walked out of the bathroom and into the parking lot. Natasha beeped the horn, and I walked over to the car.

“You are great!” Natasha kissed me on the cheek. “And I am sorry I tortured you.”

“It’s okay,” I shrugged as I took the large ice cream. I clamped my mouth over it, and the cold sensation went straight to my brain. “Yes!” I said, and instantly, everything went back to normal.

“You are so funny,” Natasha grinned.

‘You are so fucking hot!’ I thought as I ate my ice cream.