Chapter 1

Jennifer sighed as the alarm went off, blaring in her ear. She had been staring at the clock for three minutes, dreading the knowledge that she would have to get up today and face a whole new world. The strange apartment, a strange bed, even this alarm clock was strange to her. �Fully furnished�, the ad touted. They hadn�t been kidding. Her new landlord had even stocked it with toilet paper, some food staples, houseplants, even a little bookshelf stocked with some classic literature. Jennifer still couldn�t believe her luck; on the first try, first complex, she got an apartment. For a steal, too - after every three paid months, she would get one free. She wouldn�t have to pay any utilities except the phone. �Electricity in this building is all tied together, so we include that cost in your rental fee,� the company had told her. So she signed the lease agreement, shook on it, and grabbed her bag out of the car. �Is that all you have?� came a voice from her right. Turning, she saw an average looking man, probably in his thirties, coming around a corner. �I�m Ben, your new landlord. Hobbs and Jenkins called as you left their office. Can I show you to your new apartment?� Lifting her duffle bag, he started towards a door on the end of the building. �We don�t use the main entrance very often, seems like there�s always something wrong with the roof or the pipes. There�s a constant leak - not fun to walk through.� Jennifer thanked him and followed somewhat nervously. Inside, the building was bright and the hallway seemed almost more like a dorm. �Here�s your place, let me know if there�s anything you need or just want someone to show you around town. This building has a bunch of really cool people in it; we all get along pretty well. You ought to fit in perfectly.� Opening the door, he made a sweeping motion with his arm. �Welcome home, Jennifer. It is Jennifer, right? Or do you prefer Jen?� �Either�s fine, thanks,� Jennifer mumbled as the rest of her senses took in the apartment. She was impressed, having expected cheesy disco era furniture and second hand d�cor. Instead, she saw a sleek, classy place that reminded her of an art gallery. Everything seemed to be black and white with occasional splashes of color. She smiled, amazed at her good luck.

After explaining where a few things were in the apartment, Ben left her with one last welcome. Jennifer grabbed her duffle and headed for the bedroom. The few clothes she had managed to bring with her were quickly unpacked and organized. Having assumed she would go shopping after she saw the apartment, she hadn�t bothered buying food or any other household goods. Good thing, she thought to herself, since they�ve already thought of everything. Since she was all but broke, Jennifer needed to save all the money she could until she found a decent job. She rummaged a little in the refrigerator, looked in the cabinets, and managed to come up with a mediocre dinner. Afterwards, she got acquainted with the new apartment and went to bed.

Seven hours later, with the alarm blaring in her ears, Jennifer rolled out of bed, groaning. Leaving the music on, she went about her normal morning routine, taking a shower, brushing her teeth, neglecting breakfast. Her newspaper from yesterday had a few prospects for a good job and her goal was to explore those today. She dressed in her smartest outfit, one her mother had bought her five years ago as part of a college graduation present. Jennifer spent a long and tedious day on the hunt for anything that could give her an income without completely stripping her dignity. Having applied for all the jobs in the paper and a few others that weren�t, she drove home and collapsed on the couch. Thank God for air conditioning.

Almost an hour later, Jennifer woke with a start. Wow, she thought. I must have been more tired than I realized. As she sat up, she tried to recall what she had dreamt. It must have been good, her panties were just the slightest bit damp. Something about� the landlord, Ben?!? Although the thought shocked her at first, she found herself warming to the idea. He wasn�t unattractive, not incredibly gorgeous, but in the long run, do-able. Not like her standards were too high lately. Matter of fact, as long as she didn�t catch anything, she didn�t care after her husband of a whopping two years kicked her out to make room for his new supermodel girlfriend, leaving her with a mediocre duffle bag of clothes and her car. Finding an attorney was a daunting prospect, one that she would address after she found a job. Brushing the thoughts aside, she concentrated on her new surroundings and eventually her thoughts returned to Ben. Deciding it couldn�t hurt to use those thoughts to her advantage, she began weaving a fantasy. Slipping out of her panties and unbuttoning her shirt, she started massaging her nipples and caressing her own thighs, effectively teasing herself just enough to further her cause. Slipping two fingers into the wetness that was steadily increasing, she massaged her clit with her palm. In no time, she found herself panting and writhing, imagining Ben�s full mouth on her pussy. Not one to waste time, she gave herself a quick orgasm and took a few seconds to recover, just as a knock came on the door.

Quickly straightening her skirt and re-buttoning her shirt, she answered the door. �Hi, I�m Sarah! I�m your new neighbor next door. Ben said you just moved here; so I figured maybe you�d like to go out with some of us tonight, see the sights. I know you probably don�t have a job yet, so my treat. Whad�ya say?� Surprised, Jen stood there for a moment, unsure of what to do. She�d never really gone out with �the girls� before, and didn�t know what it was like. Ah, hell. Just try it, her mind told her. Gathering up her courage, Jennifer accepted and then asked Sarah what she should wear. �Well, let�s find something, shall we?� With that, Sarah sauntered into the apartment and headed straight for the bedroom. Stupefied, all Jennifer could do was follow.

�I just love this shirt!� Sarah exclaimed, holding up a silvery velvet v-neck. �What do you usually wear it with?� Jen shrugged, having never gotten the chance to actually wear it in public. �I dunno, probably jeans. I don�t really have anything for dancing or going out. I never went. I actually brought that with me because I figured it was meant for someone else,� Jen answered, watching Sarah dig through her meager assortment of clothes. �That�s okay, I have a great skirt for it. You�re what, a 10?� A nod from Jennifer was all it took for Sarah to go running out the still open door down the hallway. She heard the adjoining wall between the closets thump and rattle a little, and then Sarah came bolting back into the room, carrying a slinky long black skirt with two slits up the side well past the knee. �Try it on, we�ll see if it works. If not, I have a shorter skirt that would do just fine too.� Sarah sat on the bed and watched bemusedly as Jennifer, obviously not used to people watching her change, nervously slipped out of her �interview� suit and into the revealing outfit. She knew she had a nice body, but had always been self-conscious of other people seeing it. Jeremy had picked her apart during their marriage, and now her breasts, perky as a chipmunk on speed, no longer looked appealing to her. Looking at them in the mirror, she tried to force the negative thoughts as far away as her ex husband. It was time to move on and try new things, like this incredibly sexy skirt. The slits that didn�t look so bad before were guaranteed to nearly showcase her shaven cleft should she sit down. Still, it was a good combination and she held out her arms and looked inquisitively at Sarah for approval. Encouraged by Sarah�s clapping, she twirled and looked at her reflection in the mirror. Not bad, she thought. Maybe I should have learned how to dress like this a long time ago.

In a flash, Jennifer found herself made up (aided enormously by the exuberant Sarah), clothed, and out the door. In the parking lot, Sarah herded Jen away from her own car and towards a sleek little sporty convertible a few spots down. �We�ll take my car, it�s more fun,� was the only explanation offered. In truth, it matched both Sarah�s boisterous personality and her petite, athletic build. Sarah�s short blonde hair suggested her convertible top was down more often than not.

Downtown, Jennifer was introduced to several young women; all of whom Sarah said lived in their building. They all hit it off wonderfully and began to drink, dance, and flirt all evening with not only the men all over the bar, but playfully with each other as well. Last call came, and Jen couldn�t believe that she had stayed out so late. Sarah noticed the expression on her face and laughed. �Tomorrow�s Friday, Jen� it�s not like you have to get up early to go job hunting or anything. You�ll be fine.� Jen relaxed visibly but still felt like a little girl caught out past curfew.

Sarah, having declared herself designated driver for the evening, hauled Jen into her car and headed back to the apartments. They made small talk on the way home about families, childhood, and sex. Jen was surprised at how experienced Sarah seemed. Jennifer had been with three men in her lifetime, and still felt na�ve in the ways of the world. Sarah, on the other hand, had lost count at around 20, and amazed Jen even more with her accounts of same-sex experimentation. Jen thought that was something that only happened in sorority tales or movies. Laughing, Sarah told her that she�d learn plenty living here.

Walking into the building, Sarah and Jennifer ran into Ben, who was sticking halfway out of the ceiling with a tool belt on. �Howdy, girls! Could one of you hand me that pipe clamp?� As Jen handed the repair part to him, Ben winked and mentioned the alcohol on her breath. �Sarah took you out to meet the girls, then, did she?� A nod of assent from Jennifer and Ben chuckled, wrenching the clamp down over a leak. Resetting the ceiling tile, he picked up his equipment and left the girls in the hallway by their doors. �Thanks for tonight, Sarah. I�ve never gotten to go out and just have fun before. It was nice. And Ben was right; all of you here in the building are really great. I�m glad I found it here.� Sarah just smiled and opened Jennifer�s door for her. �Sleep tight, Jen. We�re glad you�re here, too. I�ll see you in the morning, we�ll have breakfast or something.� Jen headed for her bedroom and stripped naked before climbing into bed, exhausted.

Still, she couldn�t sleep. Something kept nagging at the back of her mind, and images of Ben and Sarah from the last few days kept invading her head. Unconsciously, she snaked her hand down her belly towards her clit and started to rub it absentmindedly. She knew just how to please herself, and let her mind roam freely while her hands did all the work, oblivious to her vocal reactions. In the midst of everything, she heard another knock at the door. Grabbing a robe and tying it on in a hurry, she dashed to the door. Ben was standing there, tool belt still on his hips, with an amused look on his face. �I heard my name in here, you sounded like you were in pain, so I figured I�d check on you.� She looked outside and saw a ceiling tile ajar in the hallway. �No, nothing�s wrong, I must have been talking in my sleep or something. I had more to drink than usual. � she stammered. Ben raised an eyebrow and lifted her hand to his mouth.

�I don�t think you were sleeping,� he whispered as he sucked the pussy juice off her still moist fingers. �I think you want to be fucked. Am I right?� She nodded, almost imperceptibly, afraid of her own reaction but painfully aware of her throbbing sex, aching for attention. Ben leaned into her, inhaling the scent of her arousal, pushing her backwards into the apartment. Jen�s gray eyes were like saucers as he nudged his way into the apartment and shut the door behind him. �Get on the bed,� he ordered in a husky voice. Jen complied, unbelievably aroused. Ben followed her, removing his clothes as he walked. �I just can�t help but want you, and by the way you�re reacting, you want me too.� Jennifer�s only response was to untie her robe and slip it off her body. In the back of her head, she had conflicting emotions muddled by her drinking.

Part of her wanted to run: this was wrong and inappropriate. The bigger, louder part encouraged her, telling her to remind herself this is exactly what she was looking for when she moved across the country looking for a new life. Then all thoughts were pushed aside as Ben bent his head to taste the juices he had only sampled on her fingers. God, it felt so good. Jennifer closed her eyes and savored the sensation of his tongue flicking, licking, and sucking her clit and lips. He dipped a finger into her vagina and removed it to taste all that he could of her, unable to get enough. He had been attracted to her from the beginning. To be able to taste her and fuck her so soon was amazing. He licked her furiously and gently, as if she was a lollipop that he had to get to the creamy center of. His fingers began working her inner folds, feeling for the reaction he knew he would get once he found the most amazing place on her body that could throw her over the edge.

Jennifer couldn�t contain herself. She watched, almost from outside her body, as she thrashed around on the bed, gripping the sheets in white knuckled hands. She bit her lip to muffle the groans that escaped her as he brought her to the brink of orgasm and held her there for a moment, delighting in her tension, before releasing that tension into a billion atoms of pleasure coursing through her veins. Jennifer gasped in a silent scream, unable to move or think; just feeling the waves break over and over without retreating. Ben disengaged his head from between her legs and moved to suckle her nipples briefly before claiming her body, thrusting his cock to the hilt. At the feeling of his cock pressing against her pussy walls, Jennifer regained control of her body and threw her arms around Ben�s waist, pulling at him as if she couldn�t get enough of him inside her. He bent and kissed her, letting her taste her own juices, devouring her sweet mouth. Her body was so yielding, so soft and supple; his thrusts became frenzied with desire. She felt another orgasm building deep inside her and began frantically bucking her hips, digging her toes into the mattress. As her second orgasm broke over her, he felt the contractions on his penis, sending him over the edge and launching his own climax. Releasing his semen deep inside her, the fleeting thought of pregnancy came to his mind, shooed away by the intense waves of pleasure that just wouldn�t end. Jennifer eased out of her stupor and groaned contentedly. �Thanks, I think I needed that; and I bet you did too,� she teased Ben. He laughed, climbed out of bed and walked towards the door, redressing himself as he reached each article of clothing. �I know you did, and you�ll probably get more later if you�d like it. Don�t forget breakfast with the girls tomorrow - get some sleep.� With that, the door closed. Jennifer looked over at the clock. �What time is it?? How long did they fuck?� she thought to herself. Before she could calculate how much time she had before she had to meet her new friends for breakfast, she was sound asleep.

To be continued

I could never get the landlord to even "come" in my apartment. Looking forward to Chapter 2.

Paying the Rent Chapter Two

Jen blinked twice to clear her eyes. 11:59. Why the steady pounding? She drank quite a bit last night, but something didn�t seem quite right. Her head didn�t really hurt that much; where was the noise coming from? Slowly coming out of a sleep induced stupor, Jen realized the pounding wasn�t coming from inside her after all, and she bolted to the door, hastily tying on her robe.

�Morning, sunshine!!! Still morning, we can still have breakfast. Come on, let�s go!� Sarah beamed across the threshold at her neighbor, then as if just noticing Jen�s state of undress, �Hmm. Let�s get you dressed first.�

Sarah pushed her way into the apartment and straight into Jennifer�s room for the second time in as many days. Rummaging through Jen�s clothes, she came up with a pair of jeans and a plain white babydoll t-shirt.

�Hurry up, I need some coffee!� Sarah jokingly whined.

Jennifer jumped into the clothes Sarah had set out and quickly brushed her hair, pulling it into a ponytail. Her favorite way to wear her hair, it was low maintenance and hid the fact that she hadn�t taken a shower yet that morning. Ignoring Sarah�s pleas for coffee, Jen took three minutes in the bathroom to freshen up before joining the way too chipper Sarah headed out the door.

�Where are we going, anyways?� Jen asked.

�Dot�s, right down the street,� came the reply.

Even as they exited the building, Jen could see the caf� sign just two doors down. She had noticed the place when she applied for the apartment but hadn�t been in yet. The short walk was worth it; walking through the doors, Jennifer and Sarah were bombarded with scents of freshly baked bread and cooking bacon. The two noticed a table full of the women Jen had met the previous evening. They all greeted her warmly and invited Jen and Sarah to sit at their table. Making an order for coffee and breakfast, Jen and Sarah settled into the conversation, learning of plans for a party that night at a girl named Amy�s. Amy, a short, green eyed brunette, loudly lamented the choice of her apartment to anyone within earshot.

�It�s ALWAYS my place, why do I have to be the one to clean?� she whined with a wink to Stacy.

�Maybe it�s because your place is the only one that needs cleaning!� Stacy shot back, laughing.

�I�ve seen your apartment, Stacy. Maybe you girls should bug her,� Ben said, walking through the door.

Jen blushed, remembering her actions of last night and praying she could act casual. It wasn�t every day she slept with someone she had known less than 48 hours. The thought made her a little nervous, but Ben seemed to think nothing of it. He had seated himself and was laughing and joking with everyone sitting at the table.

�Jen?�

�Huh? What? I�m sorry, I don�t think I�m quite awake yet,� she stammered.

�That�s okay, we were just wondering if you were coming tonight,� Sarah repeated. �It�s a lot of fun, almost like a block party for the complex. It�ll be the perfect opportunity to meet everyone else that lives here. Come ON, you�ll have a lot of fun,� she coaxed, noticing the tiniest look of panic flying across Jen�s face. She had seen that look before and was determined to get Jen into the party spirit.

�Okay, okay, I�ll make an appearance. What should I bring?� Jen groaned loudly, smiling in spite of herself. She really hadn�t intended to go, but Sarah had a point - it was a great chance to meet new people.

After breakfast, the group walked back to the apartment, poking fun and joking good naturedly with each other. Jen couldn�t help but become part of the fun, and soon found herself having a better time with these people than she could ever remember having had since before high school. Nobody cared about her past here, they all seemed so nonjudgmental. Jen shook her head, amazed again at her good luck. Who would have guessed she�d find such a great bunch of people and such a great apartment in one place?

After all the tenants dispersed toward their own apartments, Jen asked Sarah where she could find a laundromat where she could wash Sarah�s skirt before returning it.

Laughing, Sarah replied, �I have a washer and dryer in my apartment; it�s one of the perks of living at the end of the hall. I let everyone in this wing use them whenever they want. Ben knows and will let you in if you ever need them and I�m not home. Anyways, why pay if you can get it for free?� With that, Sarah opened her door and disappeared into her own apartment, neglecting to shut the door behind her.

Jen smiled, wondering if that she was imagining the amusement in Sarah�s voice. Deciding she must have been, she entered her apartment and gathered the few clothes she had managed to dirty since her arrival here and piled them into the basket she had noticed in the hall closet. Still pondering what Sarah had said, she shuffled next door into Sarah�s place. Immediately she understood Sarah�s comment about the perks of living at the end of the hall; the place was enormous! She easily had twice the living space as Jen, whose apartment wasn�t small in any way. Jen was still staring, turning around to see all the space, when Sarah walked around the corner that apparently led to the bedroom.

�Got everything? Great, the laundry room is right over here,� Sarah said, leading Jen down a short hallway perpendicular to the one she had just exited. �On your left is the guest bath, on your right is the laundry room. You can hang out here, too, if you�d like. I was going to go through some of my old clothes and grab anything that�d fit you. I save things like that to give to the new people instead of the Salvation Army. At least this way I know it�s being put to good use and not gathering dust in some warehouse.�

Shocked, Jen stammered her thanks and retreated to the laundry room to start a load. This place never ceased to amaze her. Between the great price she was paying, an apartment nicer than she had expected to be able to afford, and all the people so willing to accept her, Jen found herself wondering what could be next. There had to be a catch, she knew, but what?

In the living room a few minutes later, Jen�s worries were at the back of her mind as she sat surrounded by a pile of clothes that was steadily growing larger. It seemed that Sarah loved clothes. And giving them away.

�Honestly, I�d rather get rid of a lot of this. It just gives me an excuse to go shopping and buy more!� Sarah admitted, giggling.

Another five outfits came flying into the pile, with Sarah following and declaring she was finished. Jen laughed at Sarah�s version of being �finished�; it looked like half her closet was now gracing the living room floor. Sarah sat on a footstool and began sorting clothes into tops, bottoms, and outfits. Then she ordered Jen to stand up and hold things up so she could, in her infinite wisdom, decide if the clothes fit the girl.

Jen wasn�t entirely surprised an hour and a half later when Sarah declared the final outfit a success. Every single item of clothing had been placed in the �keep� pile without Jen deciding on even one of them. Sarah�s exuberant personality had convinced Jen at the start that this was the sort of person she needed to be around to help her start over, and without being told, Sarah had enthusiastically taken the position.

Lugging both the clean laundry and the new clothes into Jen�s apartment, the two girls laughed and talked like old friends. Together, they put it away and organized Jen�s closet, then collapsed on the couch.

�So what was it like?� Sarah asked, out of the blue.

�What was what like?� Jen replied, afraid she knew exactly what Sarah was talking about.

�Come on, Jen, we share a wall for Pete�s sake. And I�m used to staying up later than you. Do you think I heard nothing last night after you went to bed?�

Blushing, Jen realized Sarah was right. �Well, I guess it was pretty good. I�ve never � I mean, I�m not � hell, I don�t know. Why?�

�Because WE all think Ben is one of the best fucks in town,� Sarah said, matter-of-factly. �He got to all of us within a week of our moving in. It�s not like he�s trying to do it just to score, it just happens. He radiates some weird pheromone that drives women wild without them even knowing it. Don�t worry,� she added, noticing Jen�s crestfallen face, �None of think worse of you for it. Remember, we all did it too, so we can�t really judge you, can we?�

Jen shrugged, at a loss for words. She hadn�t thought that she might just be another conquest of Ben�s. At the same time, she didn�t expect to be special either, she reminded herself. Everything was happening so fast, she didn�t know which way to turn, really.

Leaning in conspiratorially, Sarah whispered to Jen, �Look -- it�s really hard to hide anything from anyone in this complex. We all know what everyone else does, so it�s no big deal that you and Ben slept together. In fact, most of us have slept with each other at some point or another, so it�s not like sleeping with Ben is any different from that aside from the feeling of real cock. Ever notice that all the renters are female? And good looking? Yeah, they do that for a reason. You�re here because you�re hot, and they like to have hot around this place. Take it as a compliment, don�t worry so much!�

Jen looked so shocked, Sarah had to laugh, nearly falling off the couch. Such an innocent, she thought to herself. They did better this time. Still, I�ll have to break her in a little before long -- no better time than the present, I guess.
�Why don�t you try on some of those clothes? We can figure out something for you to wear to the party tonight� it�ll make you feel better.�

Jen couldn�t disagree with Sarah. Even with the realization that there was a lot going on under the surface of this apartment complex, Jen had to admit that she still liked the people and wanted to stay. Sarah followed her into the bedroom and seated herself on the bed like the day before. Jen stripped and proceeded to model various outfits for Sarah�s approval. Trying on a lightweight silver cocktail dress, she presented her back for Sarah to zip her up. The material slid across her breasts every time she moved, causing her nipples to harden slightly. Noticing, Sarah told Jen that this was the perfect dress for tonight. Jen nodded in agreement and, after Sarah undid the zipper, pulled off the dress. Sarah helped lift it over her head and surprised Jen by brushing her hands against her breasts so slightly she didn�t know whether to believe it was an accident or not. The touch caused her nipples to harden again, involuntarily. Jen blushed and hurriedly reached for another outfit.

�Nah, I think that�s good for now. I need to get back and start getting ready. I know I�m high maintenance sometimes, but it�s good that I can plan for it!� Sarah smirked, heading towards the door.

Jen realized that she should get ready as well, not knowing how long it would take her to prepare by herself. She decided a long bath was in order, pulling out a bottle of bubbles from the bathroom cabinet. She started the water and walked, still naked, to the bedroom to pick out shoes and makeup. Satisfied, Jen returned to the almost full bathtub, turned off the tap, and gingerly settled in to the steaming water. Relaxing, she let her mind wander. She wondered what Jeremy, her soon-to-be ex husband, would think of her now. He had complained that she wasn�t exciting enough, but never let her try to change. Well, here was her chance. She would discover her own identity after all this time. At that moment, Jen resolved to be wilder, crazier, and have more fun than ever before, no matter what.

After her bath, Jen did her best to replicate Sarah�s masterpiece of makeup from the night before. After starting over three times, she was satisfied with the result and turned her attention to getting dressed. Glaring at the clothes she had set out for herself before her bath, she remembered her new resolution. Jen returned her bra to the drawer it came from. The panties were tossed into the back corner of her closet, along with every other pair from the dresser. Jen traded her conservative black dress shoes for a pair of white high heeled sandals from Sarah. Putting on the cocktail dress and zipping it up as far as she could herself, she stepped into the sandals and walked next door to ask Sarah to finish zipping her up.

When Sarah answered her door, Jen was astonished to see her in a crop-top halter and daisy dukes. She suddenly felt overdressed for the occasion, and was about to go change until Sarah cut her off.

�Don�t worry, I never get dressed up for these parties, and everyone wears whatever they look best in. The sandals make you look informal anyways -- I like them a lot better than your clunky interview shoes,� Sarah said in reference to the first time they had met after Jen�s first day of job hunting.

�Well, if you�re sure��

�I�m sure. Now turn around and I�ll zip you up, is that what you needed?� grinned Sarah.

At Amy�s, Jen found Sarah�s earlier comment about the complex being full of beautiful women to be entirely correct. In many ways, Jen felt privileged to be considered on par with many of the gorgeous creatures she met. Sarah introduced her to everyone she hadn�t met and walked off, returning a moment later with drinks. They mingled a little and Jen tried her hardest to remember everyone�s names. At any given time, there were eight to ten women in the apartment. Sarah explained that these parties were marathon events, so people came and went as they pleased.

Only four men were at the party, Ben being one of them. Mentioning this to Sarah, Jen was told the whole complex was picky about the guys they invited to parties. Jen smiled, noting the irony. Everywhere in the apartment, people oozed sensuality. To the experienced eye, people were flirting left and right, but to Jen all of this was simply fascinating. She had never watched a scene like this in her life. As the night unfolded, she became more aware of why people interacted they way they did, and took mental notes on the art of seduction from everyone there, especially Sarah. She noticed that Sarah disappeared at regular intervals, returning later on looking flushed and happy. Jen, impressed, decided to pay closer attention to her new friend and how she worked.

Sarah loved these parties. Tonight, however, she was intent to show Jen all the benefits of living here, and concentrated on getting everyone she could in a private (or not so private) place where they could� talk.

During one of Sarah�s disappearances, Jen was out on the patio sipping her drink and enjoying a light breeze when she felt two hands slide around her and cup her breasts. Mildly surprised but having been thinking about her �wild� decision, she leaned backwards into the person who had approached. The hands dropped to her waist and pulled. When she sighed and arched her back, Ben groaned, grateful for her response.

�I want to fuck you right here, right now,� he whispered in her ear.

She paused, afraid of being caught. Her mind reeled as she struggled inwardly. Taking a deep breath and chiding herself for being a prude, she began to turn around.

�Don�t turn around, just lift your dress and take off your panties,� Ben told her.

Grinning at herself for being �so naughty�, Jennifer slid her new dress up over her hips, letting it dangle a little in front in a futile attempt to hide from passersby what was happening. She needn�t have bothered, as there wasn�t a soul in sight outside. Ben�s grunt of approval at her lack of panties served to boost her confidence even more.

Jen sighed as she felt Ben�s hand between her legs, spreading her lips and delving into her cleft ever so slightly. Unknowingly, she had been getting wetter and wetter as the party went on, watching all the people play at turning each other on. She was surprised when Ben�s fingers found her completely ready for him without needing any coaxing.

The sound of Ben�s zipper lowering pierced Jen�s consciousness, making her aware that all other sound had been blocked from her mind. She held her breath in anticipation, waiting for him to enter her, arching her back to give him better access, gripping the patio fence, stifling a moan. It felt like eternity before he finally thrust into her in one motion, filling her. Ben savored the feeling for a moment before pulling back, enjoying how hot her pussy felt around his cock. She was the tightest woman he had ever been with, almost virgin like. If he hadn�t known she was married before, he would have assumed she was a virgin last night. Reaching around to her clit with his right hand, he rolled it between his thumb and forefinger gently as he began to pump, slowly at first to assure himself he wasn�t hurting her, then harder as he determined her moans were from pleasure, not pain. His fingers began massaging her clit in time with his thrusts, enticing deep throated grunts from Jennifer. Every nerve in her body was tingling with desire as she felt her orgasm building faster than it ever had before. Ben�s left hand rested in the small of her back, steadying her and himself as he pumped harder with each thrust. As Ben slammed his cock into Jen as hard as he could, his climax imminent, she reached between her own legs. With one hand, she replaced Ben�s hand at her clit, fingering it in time with Ben�s now frenzied thrusts. With the other, she reached farther back and held her fingers at her pussy, pressing against the underside of Ben�s penis as it pushed in and out of her. The feeling of her hand and pussy on his cock was too much for Ben, sending him over the edge into an earth shattering climax. His mouth opened in a soundless scream and he thrust one final time, feeling his cock empty into her pussy in wild, erratic spurts. She felt his cock jerking inside her and found herself bucking her hips against him to complete her satisfaction, closing her eyes and seeing great bursts of light behind her eyelids, as if fireworks were being shot from her pussy. Her hands reached back and caressed his balls quickly before she stood up, pulled her dress back down, and noticed that her drink had spilled on the ground. Winking at Ben, she smiled and rejoined the party, refilling her drink.

Sarah had watched the whole encounter on one of the many screens in the �security� room. Smiling to herself, she decided it was time to show Jen exactly what kind of place she was living in. The girl was in for a surprise�

To be continued

Great story Celt. Sure wish I had neighbors like that! Looking forward to the next chapter.

Katie

Ok, now I'm impressed! And aroused! I can't wait for the next chapter!! Damn, you can WRITE!

****Author�s Note: I will continue this series as long as readers would like. Constructive and/or adoring feedback is welcome.****

The party was still in full swing as Jennifer refilled her spilled drink and decided to attempt mingling. After observing most of the evening, she finally felt bold enough to approach strangers without an introduction. As she approached a short redhead, however, Jen was intercepted by Sarah.

�I need to show you something. But before I can take you there, I need you to make me a couple promises. You have to swear never to talk about it except in private to me or Ben, and you have to promise you�ll try to stay calm.�

Jen�s only reaction was furrowed eyebrows and a suspicious �o�kay�. Before she could ask anything further, Sarah had grabbed her hand and was leading her out the door and down the hall, back towards their apartments. Expecting Sarah to return there, Jen was surprised when they made an abrupt halt at a door marked �SECURITY� in bold black letters. Pulling out a key on a chain from around her neck, Sarah unlocked the door and beckoned Jennifer to follow her inside.

�Okay. Now please, this will surprise you but try not to be angry. Remember, it�s a compliment to be among our number, and we really like you. Just� ah, hell, I�ll just get it over with. In here,� Sarah motioned, closing the main door behind them and leading Jen through a regular looking apartment aside from the blacked windows.

Jen gasped as she entered the living room. Instead of art, books, or furniture, the room was filled with small wall mounted televisions and three computers on a long table, set in the center of the room for maximum viewing capability. Each television was marked with a number and was focused on one spot. As Jen looked closer, she noticed her bedroom was a focus, as was her living room, kitchen, bathroom, patio, and entryway. Glancing at Sarah for confirmation, she noticed that Sarah was watching one television intently, breathing slightly faster and looking a little flushed. Following her gaze, Jen recognized the hostess of the party, Amy, and one of the men, Dave. They were on the patio that Jennifer and Ben had so recently occupied, Amy sitting on a chair with her mouth wrapped around Dave�s cock. Even without sound, the girls knew Dave was groaning his pleasure, moments from an orgasm. Jen watched, unable to turn away, as Amy swallowed the full length of Dave�s cock, throwing Dave into a jerking climax. His hands became entwined in her hair and pulled, as if he could penetrate her throat even deeper. Amy didn�t resist, letting Dave�s ejaculate rain down her throat. Within the span of a minute, Dave relaxed, zipped up his pants, and meandered back to the party. Amy swallowed twice, dabbed the corners of her mouth with a napkin, and pulled a tube of lipstick from a small purse next to her chair. Reapplying it without a mirror, as if she had done it hundreds of times before, she looked slightly to her left, winked, and stood up to rejoin the party.

Jen couldn�t believe her eyes. She and Ben had just� on that very patio� was it on�? Almost panicked, Jen jumped as Sarah laid her hand on Jen�s shoulder.

�Relax. I�ll explain all of this if you�ll just sit down,� she said quietly, leading Jen to one of the chairs in front of a computer and taking one next to it. �I�m sure you�ve been wondering how you lucked out with such a great apartment for so cheap. Even in the back of your head, you knew there would have to be a catch, you just didn�t have any idea what it could be, right?� As Jen nodded, Sarah went on. �Hobbs and Jenkins, the owners of this apartment complex and a few others, run an internet webcam service. Your rent is so cheap because people pay to see these webcams. Everything you do is undoubtedly watched by someone unless you�re in this room, which by law can�t have a camera in it. Or something like that.

�Look, I know it�s kind of a shock, especially so soon after you�ve moved in, but Ben and I decided that you were so nice, we couldn�t leave this for long. We know you�re going through a rough time right now, and we don�t want to cause you any extra stress. So we got permission to tell you after only a few days. Normally, each girl is brought in here after their first month and given the option to stay or leave. As you can see, we generally have quite a few who stay, but plenty leave too. If you make the decision to leave, we will honor that and cancel your lease with no repercussions. You can even stay here until you find someplace else. However, if you decide to stay, you agree to honor the private nature of this business and not bring it up unless absolutely necessary, and only then with Ben or myself as I mentioned before.

�Now, with the legal crap out of the way, here�s the real deal,� Sarah went on excitedly. �Your rent is actually half of the specified price. We will leave the higher one on your contract for legal purposes, and to help you out with your divorce.� With a grin, Sarah continued, �Every fourth month is still free, with a bonus free month when we�re doing really well with sales. This isn�t to try to get you guys to have more sex, but it�s generally a thank you for it. You will get paid for taking part, since we like keeping you around here as much as possible. Every time zone watches, so we like to keep the customers happy. You won�t be hurting for money, I can tell you that. Every once in a while, we�ll ask you to take a turn at monitoring these screens, because they really are for security too. If anyone is in danger or gets into a situation they can�t handle, someone will step in. We ask that if you�re planning something kinky, let us know beforehand so we don�t go charging in on you. And whatever you do, don�t give anybody your key unless they live here!!! Oh yeah, are you gonna stay?� Sarah added hopefully.

Jen didn�t respond at once, her mind reeling over all she had just learned. In the span of just a few days, she had moved into a great apartment, had great sex, made great friends, and had a great time out with �the girls�. It felt like a setup but she couldn�t deny that she had felt there was a catch. Even now, knowing the catch, Jen still couldn�t bring herself to leave. Something had clicked in her since she moved in, and although she wouldn�t admit it, the thought that people would pay to look at her� watch her� kind of turned her on.

�I�ll stay,� Jen said, her voice heavy with resignation. �I don�t have anywhere else, anyways.�

�Oh, Jen, that�s GREAT!� Sarah jumped up, pulling Jen with her, and planted a huge kiss right on Jen�s lips. �Wait till I tell everyone, they just LOVE you, it�ll be so much fun! Hey, you alright?�

�Yeah, I�m fine, just give me a minute.� Jen stammered, shaking from head to toe. Looking at Sarah, she realized the quivering resulted more from the kiss than the shock of discovering what her apartment complex really was. �This is all so� new� I just don�t know what to think,� she said, collapsing back into the chair.

Sarah smiled at Jen, excited about her decision to stay and the fact that Jen hadn�t totally rejected her kiss. She wanted to be the first one besides Ben to have Jennifer. It wasn�t often Sarah met someone who was so unspoiled, especially in this apartment complex. To have her stay was even better. If she was careful, Sarah thought, she might even be able to have Jen tonight. The challenge was irresistible. Sarah decided to press her luck and leaned in to Jen.

�You know, it�s totally unnecessary to think right now. Just feel, remember how determined you were earlier tonight to change your life. Anything can happen, you just have to be open to it,� Sarah whispered into Jen�s ear as she rose, beckoning to Jen.

Dazed, Jen rose to her feet and followed Sarah back out into the hall and towards the party. Sarah bounced through the door to Amy�s apartment and called for everyone�s attention over the music.

�Hey everybody!!! Jennifer has decided to stay!!!�

Jennifer never expected the applause that erupted throughout the party. Everyone was clapping and grinning at her, with such infectiousness that Jen found herself grinning back and even making flirtatious eye contact with some of the partygoers. Something about the knowledge of being watched had a stimulating effect on her, and Jen was encouraged by the reaction to Sarah�s announcement.

Sarah smiled at Ben through the crowd, and he smiled back, excited nearly as much as Sarah. Jennifer was better than a lot of the girls he had slept with, and learned faster. Must be because she�s a clean slate, he reasoned. We�ll have a lot of fun.

After the commotion calmed down a bit, Sarah reconnected with Jen. �How are you doing?� she asked, placing her hand on Jen�s waist.

�You know, I�m not nearly as freaked out as I thought I would be just a few minutes ago. It�s kinda weird, and I�m not sure what to think, but everyone seems so happy I decided to stay, I don�t know if I�d be able to say no. You were right though, I did want to change my life, and so much has happened since I got here, I don�t think I could go back. You guys were so willing to accept me, it just doesn�t seem right to have to start all over,� Jen told Sarah. She felt the hand on her waist and realized that she wanted it there.

Jennifer felt detached from her body, pondering everything that had happened in the past several hours. She remembered her fascination with Sarah�s experimentation and wasn�t completely surprised to find herself thinking that it might be fun to try new and different things with someone who was obviously experienced. She was still lost in her own thoughts when she realized that she was halfway down the hall to her apartment, Sarah right next to her.

�Are you okay? I wasn�t sure if you were all there for a second. Ben asked me to walk you down here, since you seemed a little overwhelmed,� Sarah giggled. Ben had suggested Sarah walk Jen home for more than one reason. She smirked when Jennifer seemed to snap out of her reverie, disoriented for a moment. �Key, please?�

As Jen handed Sarah her key, she noticed Sarah was standing much closer than before. It didn�t bother her. Something must have snapped, she reasoned, for her to be acting so much differently than before. Somewhere between Jeremy kicking her out and now, such a change had taken place that it was now impossible to even imagine going back to her old life. Still musing, Jen followed Sarah as she walked into Jen�s apartment, sitting on the couch and kicking off her shoes.

�Look, Jen, I mean it. Are you okay? Something is� well, you�ve been acting a little strange ever since I told you about the apartments. Are you sure you really want to be here?� Sarah asked worriedly.

�I want to be here, Sarah. You guys have been so nice to me and I don�t know if I could go back to how life was before anyways. I guess I�m just still trying to come to terms with it, and I just don�t know how.

When I got here, you and Ben were the first people in my life to simply accept me as I am, with no hesitations, no judgments about my past. I didn�t think anyone else would be so welcoming, and so I found myself really liking it here. Everyone has been so great, and I honestly think it�s better for me here,� Jen sighed.

While Jen was talking, Sarah had scooted closer on the couch, putting a reassuring arm around Jen�s shoulders. She stroked Jen�s back as she spoke, remembering her own reaction to the awareness of her surroundings. Sarah had been frightened and shocked, but instead of letting her wallow in her fear, Ben had encouraged her to �dive right in� to the spirit. It had really helped her relax, and she was determined to do the same for Jen.

�I�m glad you really like us, Jen, but it�s important for you to feel okay with being here too. We all had to start somewhere when we moved in. You got the shock a little early, so you�re probably a little more dazed than most of us were. Remember, I was new here once too, and if Ben hadn�t been here to smooth the transition, I don�t know what I would have done. You�re going to need some help relaxing if you want to �come to terms� with living here, as you put it.�

With that, Sarah lightly caressed Jen�s jaw line with her left hand, still stroking her back with the other. She leaned in and traced a path from behind Jen�s ear to the spot at the base of her throat, the gap in her collarbone. Pursing her lips and blowing slightly, she retraced the path, delighting in the tiny goose bumps that sprang to life.

Jen stiffened slightly, then forced herself to relax. She closed her eyes, willing her mind to respond as well as her body so readily did. Already, she felt moisture begin to accumulate between her legs and her nipples harden. She couldn�t turn away, even if she had wanted to.

Sarah took this as a good sign and proceeded, gently unzipping the back of Jen�s dress, hooking her fingers under the straps and lowering them to Jen�s waist. Running her flat palms over the tips of Jen�s nipples, Sarah sighed at the puckering response, encouraged even more. Unable to hold back any longer, Sarah bent and took one of Jen�s perky nipples into her mouth, exploring their hardness with her tongue. Jen�s erratic sighs prodded Sarah on, biting and sucking harder the faster Jen�s breaths came. Suddenly, she stopped and pulled away.

�Unh,� came Jen�s disgruntled moan.

�Sorry honey, but you are still way too overdressed for this occasion,� Sarah explained as she removed her own top and unzipped her shorts to reveal a neatly trimmed patch of pubic hair.

Jen blushed as she lifted her hips and slid the dress down over her hips and shapely legs to fall in a heap around her ankles. Sarah lifted Jen�s feet and tossed the dress across the room, doing the same with her own shorts. Jen�s untrimmed hair caught Sarah�s attention, bringing a glint to her eye. She bolted out of the room and down the hall stark naked, rushing into her own apartment and grabbing a set of clippers and a fresh razor, along with her own shaving cream and a small canvas bag. Sprinting back into Jen�s apartment, she laughed to see Jen spread eagled on the couch with a pair of scissors, clumsily trying to trim the straggly hairs between her legs. Jen looked up and blushed when she saw Sarah with an armload of hair removal tools at her disposal. She meekly opened her legs and waited patiently as Sarah laid out the clippers, plugged them in, and retrieved a bowl of warm water, a washcloth, and a towel from the kitchen.

Carefully, Sarah began to trim Jen�s pubic hair with the shortest attachment on the clippers. The buzzing caused Jen to grip the couch cushions in an attempt to hold still. The trimming took less than a minute, then Sarah placed the wet washcloth over the hair to moisten it for a moment, uncapping the shaving cream while she waited. Pressing and rubbing just a bit before removing the washcloth, Sarah watched as blood surged to the area and Jen�s lips and clit became engorged with lust. Taking the shaving cream and squeezing a large dollop into her hand, Sarah spread it around Jen�s whole pubic area, taking advantage of the slipperiness to rub Jen�s clit briefly before rinsing her hand and reaching for the razor.

Jen gasped as she felt cold steel slide across her skin. She had never shaved �down there�, much less had someone with a razor anywhere near her body. The sensation was highly erotic but totally alien. Lifting her head, she watched with fascination as Sarah meticulously removed all of the hair from Jen�s mound, then pulled her lips tight and with slow steady strokes sheared every last hair from between Jen�s legs as well. Wiping her with the wet washcloth to remove the leftover shaving cream, Sarah bent and tested her work with a deft tongue. Satisfied with her handiwork, Sarah settled into a different task equally as enjoyable.

Jen couldn�t believe the exquisite feelings Sarah was drawing out of her. With no barriers to her sex, Sarah had full access to every fold of Jen�s lips, every nerve ending of her clit. Jen�s body was open to Sarah with no reservations, no obstruction. Sarah used every bit of experience as she licked and sucked Jen with an expertise only learned through practice, and lots of it. Inserting two fingers into Jen�s pussy, Sarah twisted her palm to face up and rubbed as hard as she could against the fleshy bump just inside Jen. Without pumping her arm, she continued to rub across and around Jen�s not-so-elusive spot, while still relentlessly attacking Jen�s clit with her tongue.

Jen felt her orgasm approach and bucked her hips into Sarah�s willing face, grabbing her hair and pulling desperately. Sarah felt the contractions deep in Jen�s pussy and licked a few times more to ride out her orgasm. With a shove, she flipped Jen over onto her stomach and continued her manual assault on Jen�s g-spot. Opening the canvas bag with her free hand, Sarah dumped out an assortment of vibrators and dildos. Selecting one with a curved tip, she turned it on and removed her hand from Jen�s dripping pussy, replacing it with the pulsating toy.

Jen had never used a vibrator before in her sheltered life. Now, with Sarah demonstrating the effects, Jen understood all the hype. The sensations weren�t unlike the ones she created with her own hand, but were so much more powerful she felt another orgasm coming on almost immediately. Sarah kept working the vibrator in Jen�s pussy through this orgasm and two more before she granted Jen a break from the ecstasy.

Jen�s ragged breathing became more regular after a few moments. When she opened her eyes, blinking to focus, Sarah had a dildo held deep in her pussy and was fingering her clit madly on the floor. Jen leaned forward to offer her assistance but Sarah shook her head, indicating that Jen was to simply watch.

�This is for you tonight, not me or anyone else,� was all the explanation Sarah would give.

Jen settled back on the couch and gave Sarah her full attention. Content to please herself, Sarah began fucking herself with the dildo. Every few thrusts, she would let go and massage her clit for a second. As Jen watched, Sarah�s pumps gained momentum and now instead of using one hand for both the dildo and her clit, Sarah had one hand on her clit and the other propelling the silicone cock. Grunting, Sarah came like a wild cat in heat, crumpling onto a footrest. Still panting slightly, Sarah turned her head to see Jen staring in awe. Sarah grinned and collected her things, standing and walking towards the door.

�I think you�ve had enough for today, sweetheart. Breakfast again in the morning, and then I think we�ll have a shopping run. There are some things that we�ll need to get for you,� Sarah said with a hint of laughter in her voice. �Don�t worry, Hobbs and Jenkins are going to pay for this trip, too.�

Exhausted, Jen looked at the clock in the kitchen. It was only midnight? She gathered her clothes and shuffled to the bedroom, dropping everything in the hamper before collapsing into bed, falling asleep even before she could reach down to pull up the sheets.

To be continued �����

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We're begging now! Pretty lady, please, can we have some more?

gimme a bit - I have to find the rest, and the story is by no means finished!

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How and why did this thread die almost a year ago? It's amazing!

I agree! Bring it back please

I think Ang. is a tad busy right the wee one is about due and (so far as I know) Ranger isn't home yet