From: rdragon@ix.netcom.com(***)
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: True Story by D-MAN (MF, cons)
Date: 19 Oct 1996 15:55:48 GMT

Copyright (c) 1996 D-Man

			      True Story
				  by
				D-MAN

	I had an apartment for a while last year in which I shared
with a roommate. It was a small place, but very nice for the price. We
had a swimming pool and jacuzzi in the center of the complex, and this
is where I spent most of my time when I was home.

	The pool and jacuzzi actually closed at 10:00pm because some
asshole had made a lot of noise at 3:00 in the morning a few months
before I got there. Me being the way I am, I decided that I would go
down there anyway because I was by myself and I would be quiet and
just sit there and drink my beer.

	I went down to the pool and got in and just fell backwards and
began floating because I had a long day at work and the water really
relaxed me. Clay, who was a neighbor of mine, lived in an apartment
that overlooked the pool, and came out on to his balcony and waved at
me. I motioned for him to come down, so he grabbed his pool floater
and went back inside. He came down a few minutes later, with his
floater in one hand and a twelve pack in his other.

	Clay is a self proclaimed alcoholic. He lives to drink his
beer. I like beer myself, but I don't drink over a sixer at a time.
He tends to funnel the stuff. Anyway, he sat down at the table beside
the jacuzzi and put his beer down and threw the floater in the pool.
I, of course, got it and used it for my own personal benefit because
he wasn't using it yet. He opened his twelve pack and took out a
bottle. (Glass was not permitted around the pool, but we did anyway)
He tossed me one because he saw that I had finished the one I had. I
opened it and tried to drink it lying on my back. (it doesn't work too
well)

	After I finished spilling beer all over myself and in the
pool, I stood up in the pool and downed the beer. I tossed the bottle
away and dived under the water. Clay had already finished two beers to
my one and had obviously been drinking before he got down there. I got
out of the pool and jumped into the jacuzzi. Clay got in too and we
sat and talked and laughed for some time.

	Clay was beginning to get too loud and I saw a couple of
lights come on. I told him I thought he should keep it down some, but
he wasn't much for that idea. "Fuck `em. If they don't like how I
talk, then let `em come down here and tell me." (He always was one for
words.) We kept talking, and he kept getting louder. Finally, the
landlady showed up. She walked over to the jacuzzi and stood there
looking at us for a minute trying to figure out who we were.

	She was wearing a small blue bathrobe which only went to the
middle of her thighs. Her legs were very tanned because she was always
at the pool after she got out of the office. Her blonde hair was
pulled up into a bun like she was taking a bath or something when
someone called her. She didn't look to happy with us.

	"Come on in, the water is good'n hot," Clay told her. This
seemed to make her even madder. "Listen you guys, you are gonna have
to either keep it down, or leave. You know the pool is closed after
10:00, but I don't mind anyone being here if they are quiet, which you
aren't Clay." "I'm sorry Denise, we'll keep it down," I told her
hoping it would calm her down. "Ok, but if I hear one more complaint,
you guys are outta here."

	She left and went back to her apartment which looked thru the
breeze way between a building and the pool house, which had a perfect
view of one side of the jacuzzi. "I hope that bitch comes back out
here Keyle. I'll show her what she can do with this bottle." I smiled
at him and we began talking again.

	About an hour later, Clay was pretty tired, so he decided to
go home. I agreed that he should and we laughed about it. He left and
I kept sitting in the jacuzzi, laying my head back on the top of it. I
lay there for quite a while I know because my fingers were all
shriveled up and my toes weren't far behind.

	While I was leaning my head back, I felt as if someone was
watching me. I saw Denise standing on her balcony. She had a glass of
wine in her hand, and was looking directly at me. I turned my head
back and closed my eyes. Soon, I heard the water ripple and knew
someone was getting in with me. I figured it was Clay again. "You back
again?" I said smiling. "Yep, I am back again," a woman's voice said.
I quickly raised my head and opened my eyes to see who it was. It was
Denise. She had bikini bottoms and a t-shirt on.

	Denise is a very nice looking older woman, around forty. She
has a few wrinkles around her eyes which gives her distinction. Her
blonde hair is a little longer than shoulder length and her body is
very shapely for forty. She has a daughter who is about twelve and
another girl almost my age who doesn't live with her. Her body doesn't
look like she has ever had any children.

	She slid into the jacuzzi and put her glass on the edge. She
laid her head back against the wall and closed her eyes. I did the
same and we sat like that for a few minutes. I soon felt a foot
touching mine and I opened my eyes and looked at her to see if she was
playing footsie. She still had her head back, eyes closed. Maybe it
was just an accident I thought. I laid my head back again and closed
my eyes.

	Her foot kept brushing mine gently and every so often at
first, and it kept getting firmer and more frequent until her foot was
finally all out rubbing mine. Her foot started moving up my leg, over
my knee, on the inside of my thigh, and finally resting between my
legs. She gently rubbed my cock thru my bathing suit, first on one
side of it, then on the other, then up and down the middle. She was
driving me crazy.

	I opened my eyes and leaned forward, cutting my way thru the
water to where she was sitting. I sat down beside her and put my hand
on her shoulder. She took my hand and put it on her thigh. She took
off her shirt to reveal her small breasts. I could tell she tanned in
the nude because her breasts were as tan as the rest of her sensuous
body. I reached over her and picked up the glass of wine. I slowly
moved it close to her neck and began pouring it. It ran down her neck
and between her breasts. She tilted her head back like she was
offering me a taste.

	I leaned forward and touched my tongue to her neck. I gently
began licking and sucking on her neck, trying to get every drop of
wine. I began to move my tongue down, between her breasts, tasting
the sweet wine, the water, and her sweat. Her skin was very smooth,
like the skin of a nineteen year old. She obviously had taken very
good care of her body.

	She put her hand on my shoulder, running it around my shoulder
and neck, and down my arm. She put her other hand on my back, rubbing
it softly. Her touch was so gentle. She ran her hand down my back to
my ass and squeezed and patted it. I kissed and licked her hard
nipples, swirling my tongue around them. I bit them gently and she
shivered. I moved up to her neck and under her chin.

	My body shook as the cold air hit my shoulders and back above
the water. The water was an almost unbearable 108 degrees.
(Fahrenheit) She pushed me, and I fell backwards onto the other side
of the jacuzzi. I sat down and she stared at me intently. Her eyes
were very beautiful in the moonlight. She got on her knees on the
concrete seat and put her hands on the top. She backed up to one of
the jets that was going full blast. She moved her body around, her
head back, eyes closed. I moved behind her, making sure I didn't
disturb her affair with the jet.

	I put my hands on her ass and spread her cheeks wide. My hard
cock was bobbing on top of the water and I couldn't hold off anymore.
I slowly slid it into her hot pussy. It was burning up and was so
tight. I couldn't believe a woman could be so tight after having
kids. I pumped in and out, trying to keep the jet aimed on my cock and
her pussy. The jet felt great and it combined with her pussy was just
too much. I had to let it go then. I pumped real hard and just as I
was about to cum, she moved away and grabbed my cock with her hand. I
couldn't believe what this bitch was doing. She wasn't going to let me
cum. Just then she started stroking it up and down and pulled me to
the jet. She let it blow on it and it was really hot. She took my cock
away and shoved it in her mouth, almost completely swallowing it.

	She bobbed her head up and down on it, sucking like a Hoover,
and jacking me off with her hand. I was about ready to cum again, and
she took it out of her mouth. This bitch was getting on my nerves!

	She sat me down and got on top of me. She was facing me and
she just dropped on my cock. She shoved it in as far as it would go.
She rode me like I was a stallion. I put my arms around her and
nibbled on her nipples. I sucked and fucked her until I was ready to
cum again. This time, nothing was going to stop me. I pumped harder
and harder shoving my throbbing cock all the way in. I shot my load
and moaned loudly. She began moaning a few seconds later and I knew
she was about to have an orgasm.

	I quickly got up and turned her to the back of the jacuzzi. I
got behind her and stuck my slowly diminishing prick into her hole. I
pumped her as hard and as fast as possible. Soon, she was moaning and
her pussy contracted. She arched her back and threw her head back.
Her hands gripped the stone top of the jacuzzi and I thought she was
going to tear out a hunk.

	After her orgasms had subsided, I pulled my now soft cock out
of her. I sat on top of the jacuzzi and she came over to me. She began
licking my cock up and down making it hard again. She started sucking
it like a mad woman. Within a few minutes, I blew my wad down her
throat and she didn't miss one single drop.

	We rested for a bit and then she got up and put her robe back
on. She walked back to her apartment and as she got to the door, she
turned and opened her robe and reached down between her legs. She
stuck her finger as far as she could in her pussy and brought it back
out. She put it to her lips as if saying to be quiet and then stuck
it in her mouth and sucked the juices off of it. She turned around and
walked inside.

	She left, no words, only a gesture. I got dressed and went
back to my apartment.

	The following month when it was time to pay the rent, I had
come home from work and noticed a letter on the door. I grabbed it up
and went inside and sat down on the couch to read it.

	It read:

	Dear Resident,

	We have reviewed your rental history and found
	that you have overpaid your rent by one month.
	You are exempt this month from paying.
				 Signed,
				 Denise
				 Resident Manager

	P.S. Our secretary would like for you to come to
	the office to have a conference.

	I must have been in trouble. (But not too much if I got a free
month's rent which I was sure of because I have NEVER overpaid anything
in my life. Underpaid YES, but never overpaid.)

	I went to the office the next day and walked inside. The air
conditioning was on and almost froze me out (unlike my apartment). I
walked up to the secretary and showed her the letter. She smiled and
motioned for me to come to the back where there was the manager's
office. I went inside and there was the manager sitting behind her
desk. "Shut the door Brandy," she told the secretary. She did so and
the manager stood up and she had no clothes on beneath her blouse.

	I turned around to look at the secretary and she was pulling
her skirt up to reveal that she wasn't wearing any panties. This was
going to be fun. I would tell you the rest, but I will leave it to
your imaginations.