My relationship with my landlord, a widow

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Background Information:

Some of you who have been following my past threads would know that I have been going after phone chatline girls. Recently or few months ago, I stopped. Couple of events happened which is related to what I writing next

Basically this is what happened. After staying in my parents place and feeling really I need to move on, I decided to rent a room instead. I contacted my second hand car agent whom I bought my car from 2 years ago who I knew was also into property and ask him for help in getting a room. My criteria is simple. I need a simple room about the size of a typical bedroom in a HDB, no need bigger than the master bedroom. Secondly, I want it cheap.

My car/property agent hooked me up to a place in woodlands. Yeah, the rooms there are pretty BIG and cheap cos firstly, out of the way to the CBD area as well as the cutting of the flats were the same as the old HDB flats which were really big.

I decided on the very first house I went to see. Haha. My agent was like are u sure u sure u dun want to look ard more. Well, the house I went was not much of a problem. It had all the basic stuff, bed, clean, study table, toilet was clean,there was no air con but a ceiling fan. Only thing I had to do before moving in was to get a mobile internet connection.

Now you must be wondering what this is leading to. That’s where the landlord story comes in. The person renting the room to me was an old old widow lady. I never asked her about her age cos I tot it was rude. I was the person renting anyway so I had to act humbly. This flat had 3 bedrooms. One was for the old widow. One was for her son who was married and the third was rented out which was now stayed by me. When I moved in into the flat 2 weeks after agreeing, and paying the 2 mths deposit, I was formally introduced to the family. Husband passed away a long time ago due to stroke, house is actually under son’s name, widow does not work and stays home most of the time Son and wife works in aviation industry which needs them to fly away for long periods of 3 to 4 days.

Well, everything is good cos the house was quiet, neighbourhood was quiet and the pple are nice. I settle down within my first month very comfortably with no hiccups. In fact, I was guilty sometimes of not cleaning up after myself whenever I used the bathroom but landlord the old widow was a nice lady…

Sorry I cant post any specific conversations cos I cant remember, this was more than 3 months ago.

Things started going fishy somewhere during the second month. The following were signs:

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a) I normally wake up abt 7 to shower to go to work. It is like a mutual understanding that this is my time to use the toilet. I will be in toilet for abt twenty minutes.
b) I will normally leave the toilet with my towel ard my waist and rush back into the room to change to my shirt. Amazingly, the landlord will always be sweeping the floor,same spot every time! Which is like a few metres away from me. and whenever I rush back to my room, she will stop sweeping and take glances at me.
c) So one day I decided to change my routine a bit more,I decided to shower later about 7.30 and told my boss I will be in late. Same thing!


The final nail in the coffin came one day. Thinking that maybe I upset her due to my half naked body, I decided to dress up in the toilet itself. I bought one of those toiletry bag to contain all my perfume and comb and hair gel and did my stuff all inside so that when I leave the toilet,im all ready. Each time I leave the toilet, she will still be there. This happened abt 2 or 3 days which I cant remember, but one day while coming back from work and walking to my room, after greeting her, she asked me this.

“Now you always change inside the toilet and not your room. Something wrong?”

I replied “No lah, I thought it was only polite I change inside the toilet”.

“So I cant see you in only your towel?”

I replied “Oh, why?”

“You know I know”

(Above conversation was short and I could nt remember was exactly was mentioned but something along those lines)

At that point of time, I was actually more confused than anything else. I was confused cos I didn’t know what she meant what she said. That night I lay in bed tinking what was she trying to tell me and it could only mean one thing, And I had to try it out myself.

The next morning, I decided to walk out of the toilet with my towel ard my waist. As I walked out, there she was sweeping the floor again. I turned toi her and said “Im using the towel again”.

She just giggled a little and smiled.

What I did next was this, I took a few steps towards my room and “accidentally” dropped my towel and cough to catch her attention. She looked up and went “Ahhhh!’ like in shock. I quickly grabbed my towel and went into my room. As I about to close the door, I turned to her peeking out from behind the room door and gave her a smile like as if I

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knew what she was tinking. In this way, iuf she accuse me of anything, I would tell her its an accident and I just smile as a forgiveness for my mistake.

Once in my room, my heart was beating furiously. There can only be two outcomes, she will knock on my door and scold me or she will be pleased.

As I sat on my bed, after abt a few minutes, there was a soft knocking on the door. Still with my towel ard my waist, I half open the door and peeked out. She was standing there. I told her sorry abt just now but she asked me if she can come in. I told her I was not fully dressed well and if she dun mind she can still come in. This was my triumph card cos if she say yes that means ho sey lah if she says no and get dress up first then I know im still confused by her intentions.

She said yes and I open my door to let her in.

We both sat at the edge of the table. She then asked me in those motherly voice

“Just now you drop the towel is accident or purposely”

I replied “Err, err,,,err……im sorry abt just now”

“Its okay no need to scared. No one else saw”

Then she placed her hands on my thighs and stroke it gently but not too much.

By then, for some apparent reason, my cock became hard and started to bulge the towel.

I didn’t wait any longer. As she placed her hands on my thigh, I placed my hands on her shoulder and pulled her towards me like half cuddling sitting on the edge of the bed.

I wanted to pull her face to kiss her. Yes, I was dat horny to fark a granny. But she resisted and said her son was coming back in a short moment and it would be awkward. She said next time and nodded vigorously. That was that and I changed to go to work. She already left for the morning marketing.

The next few days was a torture. Soimply cos her son was having her off days for 3 days and she was acting like it all never happened. I made it a thing to come home early hoping to get some action or whatever but she treats me aloof like it all was nothing. Through my short conversation with her son, I knew he was going off again with the wife after two days for work for 3 days. On the eve of the day her son was going to go off,I could not sleep thinking what would happened the next day. I decided to go all out. I took leave frm work that day. I bought some wine and a jade bangle for her. Yeah, I was that crazy! Spending a bomb on a granny! But for some apparent reason I was drawn to her. it felt like as if im under some black magic spell but I realized I was not . How? Cos for those who read my old threads,u wud know I have a fetish for older ladies.

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On the eve, I lay on the bed staring at the ceiling fan. I started to image how she look like in the darkness. This landlord was a very very old lady. I dare say abt 60. her hair was long but white to her waist. When she is at home,she wears a pair of Bermudas and oversized t shirt that u cant tell her body shape.

That morning, I heard her son having breakfast with her at the balcony. She then said goodbye to her son and I can hear the front door open and closed. I kind of half expected her to come to my room after that or knock on the door.

Nothing. About one hour later, still no movements or noise. At that moment I tot maybe she decided to give it up and not interested In me anymore.

I sat on my laptop at the study table and decided to do some work when I heard a soft knowcking on the door. When I went to open the door, I was PLEASANTLY shocked.

Standing before me was her. She had her long hair nicely combed behind. She was wearing a long tube top dress green in colour. Those that had the elastic bands on the top seams to hold on to the body that stretched from her chest area and dropped to slightly below her knees. At this moment, I could see her whole body above the tube top dress and her legs and shoulders.

She was slightly tanned. Her body had wrinkles all over. You could see ard the chest area where her cleavage was suppose to be were wrinkles. That morning, she put on a thick bright red lipstick and make up. She also smelled really good.

I did not need an invitation. I quickly went up to her and gave her a long kiss on the lips . Both of us were locking lips for a long long time. She even smelled good. I could tell she applied some nice smelling lotion all over her body and even her arms. I could feel that she has no kissed for a long time. Its like as if she pouted her lips and let it stay stationary.

After kissing standing up, I invited her to my room and she sat on the edge of the bed. I gave her the gift I bought for her, the jade bangle wrapped in a red cloth. When I first handed the red cloth to her, she went like what is this. And I told her to open it up. When she opened it up, she quickly rejected the item and covered her mouth giggling like as if she was acting shy. I took her thin hands and slide the bangle in before gently guiding her to lie on top of the bed,her head resting on the pillow.

I lie down beside her facing her my head resting on my right hand while my left hand holding her right hand and rubbing it gently. She commented she had rough old hands but I replied I love them. You cold see her face flustered up and cheeks turn rosy within the wrinkles. As I believe she has not been touched by a man for such a long time, she felt very jittery. Each time I run my fingers on her face,icould feel her shiver.

I began to kiss her on the lips passionately this time while using my hands to stroke her cheeks. She closed her eyes as if taking it all in. As we kissed, I began to slide my hands

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under her dress and started to caress her tiny breasts. Man, they were slight shriveled but the nipples were still good and sharp. I took of my singlet and shorts leaving me naked. I then gently took off her tube top dress which finally revealed her naked body.

Making love to an old lady is one mans meat another mans poison. She had wrinkles all over her and her shriveled bony body frame was literally like a skeleton. But the thing here is her breasts were not proportionate to her body. It looked like a little too big. Not sure how to describe.

She smilled shyly while I run my fingers on her body. I began to smell her neck, which she applied lotion on. It smelled of flowers and I began to lick and kiss her neck, makng sure I did not go on top of her in case my weight hurt her.

I then started to lick and kiss her breasts. Shriveled they felt,and my tongue could feel the texture of the wrinkles. I gently parted her legs and went in between her. I held both her hands and started kissing her again as I was on top of her but making sure I dun put my weight on her.

Suddenly she stopped me and said “dun insert your penis into my vagina. Its too dry and will be painful. We satisfy each other in a different way can?”

Well, I just said okay. So I told her I dun mind satisfying her first in a cheeky voice. She then said that she wants me to roleplay as her son. I was like how?....she sat at the edge of the bed, and placed a pillow on her lap. She told me to rest my head on the lap while my body lie across on the bed. She then lowered her chest and asked me to suck on her nipples like as if she is breast feeding me. As is sucked on her shriveled breasts which looked like cows udders, she used her left hand to stroke my forehead gently and made very soft whistling noise like claming me. her other hand was stroking my dick. In a way, I felt calm yet horny. Sometimes, as im sucking she will change her breasts and say “Come boy, drink drink..”…

She stroking my dick was really skillful. She had the ability to know when I am just about to cum and she will press the area slightly below my belly button to make me calm again before stroking my dick again. Sometimes, I would be like on the verge of wanting to cum but she has the way of calming me again. She can go on like this for about half hour. Yes, I actually like reached climax without cumming for a whole half hour before I shoot my load and its like my cum will shoot as if it’s a cannon.

SO currently, im having a relationship with this old lady. Its been 5 months already and I have no complains. She is nice to me and I treat her like as if she is my own mum. I sill pay my rent, and I still bring her to market sometimes to JB to have lunch or dinner or do the marketing. Its like she and I are family. I still give her gifts now and then to keep the fire going.

Our relationship is very strange but I like it. Now in the mornings, depending if she likes it, we will both take showers together. I will sit on the toilet bowl and she will gently

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scrub me like im her son. In return I will give her morning massages. We dun have our love making in the morning though as she is pretty much busy and somewhat tired. She sleeps little at night and more in the daytime. We never have sex before and making out is mostly me sucking her breasts like breast feeding and she giving me an awesome handjob. We mostly are more active when her son is not ard and away for his long work assignments but when her son is ard, I do make out with her but at night by sneaking into her room.

There are times,in the dark we will cuddle each other like lovers and chat silently abt the things we miss most.

She tells me she is doing this cos she misses the love and care of her son who is too busy al the time away for days. She stays hom alone most of the time. Normally, I will cheer her up by giving her kisses. There are times where we will fall asleep in her room till morning.

In recent months, her son have commented that she looks more happier and livelier. Like there was a spark back in her life.

So there it is guys. Im currently happy renting a flat bedroom and having a special friend with me. I feel like I have a mom, a friend and a girlfriend all at the same time. I wont be able to give regular updates as my timeis rather busy now but if there is anything new I will post it here.

[Lionhard]

Thanks for the effort.

[ywong]

Great exp - got any photos?

From - http://my-expstories-yj.blogspot.com/

[deathuser]

Hmmm, somehow i felt happy for TS, but yet the same time i felt weird...Just my opinion...

[unsung80]

No offence, personally i think is sick.

[maxxdesire]

Wow TS, u da man! Salute u!

[robinllp]

Well Posts.........

[Ah69Boy]

Hi bro, thanks for sharing your experience with us. Personally I think the relationship you are having is warm and comfortable. It's rather difficult to picture in my mind roughly what your landlady looks like. Do you think u can upload a picture of a 60ish woman who most fits her description? (not her real self of course. Hehe) I think many bros here would be very very grateful.

Has your relationship progressed beyond heavy petting? Why not enter her after using lots and lots of KY?

Hoping to hear from you soon. Cheers.

[callmebad]

thanks for sharing your experience with us

[TamKorSang]

Geeze...Granny??? U serious???