I live in a college town and have a separate apartment in my basement. When my wife and I separated, I decided to start renting it out. I didn't really need the money, but it seemed dumb not to rent out the unused space. My house is walking distance to the university, but kind of a long walk and students do not generally live in this neighborhood. I expected a young professional might reply to my ad. I was surprised when a 21 year old young woman who was a college senior, inquired about the apartment.

Taylor sent me a message, “Hi, is the apartment still available in August?”

“Yes.”

“Can you tell me more about it?”

“Separate entrance, kitchen, bathroom, bedroom, living room. It’s about 1000 square feet, fully furnished. You would have access to the laundry room and the yard. I have a dog, hopefully that doesn’t bother you.”

“I love dogs! What breed?”

“Golden.”

“OMG!!”

“She’s cute, but she barks.” I sent a picture.

She put a heart emoji on the picture and typed, “I love her.”

“If you don’t mind dogsitting when I’m out of town, I would take some off the rent when I travel.”

“That sounds awesome.”

“Are you moving to town for work?”

“I’m a senior at the University.”

“Oh, wow. It’s about 1.5 miles to the university, but it’s a nice walk.”

“I know. I like your neighborhood. I’ve gone running back in there. I’d like to get away from some of the frat house craziness.”

“The rent is $1200 a month. That’s kind of high compared to student housing.”

“I know, but I’m sick of roommates.”

“Do you want to come see it?”

“I’m all the way across the country. Can you give me a walk around on your phone?”

We set up a FaceTime and I walked her through the apartment. “This door leads to the laundry. You can lock the door from your side and I can lock it from my side. There’s also a door at the top of the stairs that I keep locked. We can both get into the laundry, but also lock our spaces. Just text me when you use the laundry and I’ll do the same. This back door opens out into the yard and you can use this patio. I have another patio and the front porch that I use. If you want to use my grill you can.”

“Sounds perfect, I’ll take it.”

“Great.”

The next day she sent me a friend request on Instagram, which amused me. She had a lot of pictures on her Instagram and she was gorgeous. She was a stunning blonde college girl from California. There were some bikini photos in there and I’m sure I raised my eyebrows as I looked at them too long. Okay that’s enough Instagram for one day. I’m just going to ignore my hot tenant in the basement when she comes. Maybe I’ll just look at her pictures a little more. I had a beer and scrolled through her photos. Yep, lots of bikini photos.

The day she arrived, she knocked on my door, even more stunning in person. “Hi, I’m Taylor.”

I nervously stammered, “Oh yeah, I recognize you…from your Instagram…you friended me…” I was wishing my mouth would stop. “Okay, so, let me show you the place.”

I walked her down around back of the house. “This your entrance. This outdoor light is on a motion sensor, so if you get here after dark, that will just come on. The dog might be out here sometimes when you come and go, just please make sure to shut the gate.”

She grinned at me, “Can the dog come into my space?”

I smiled back, “If you don’t mind her coming in, she can hang out with you.”

“Sweet.”

“Alright, well, I’ll let you get settled. Text me if you need anything.”

Later that night, I went into the yard and yelled for the dog to come inside. I immediately got a text from Taylor, “Sorry, I stole your dog. She’s on my bed. Can she sleepover? Please?” Taylor sent me a selfie of her laying on her bed, snuggling my dog.

She was hot and it oddly turned me on just her being on her bed even though I could only really see her face near my dog’s face. I tagged the photo with a heart emoji.

“Okay, but she’ll probably wake up wanting her breakfast when she hears me go to the gym at 6.”

“I don’t care. I’m an early riser. I’ll feed her if you tell me how.”

“Um…alright…I’ll leave the door unlocked on my side of the laundry room. You can come up to my kitchen and feed her.”

“Thanks.”

“Thank you.”

I went to the gym and when I came back, I walked into my kitchen to get some water. I was stunned to see Taylor standing facing the sink. She was wearing panties and tshirt that I guess she wore to bed. The underwear was cheeky and her ass looked terrific. My dog was wolfing down her breakfast. Taylor turned and smiled at me, as she washed her hands, “She woke up when you left, but I convinced her to stay in bed a bit longer.” I was thinking it would not take much convincing for me to stay in bed with Taylor.

“My eyes drifted down Taylor’s beautiful ass and legs. I’m pretty sure she saw, but didn’t seem to mind. I quickly looked away and grabbed a coffee mug. “Well, do you want any coffee since you’re already up here?”

“Yes, please.”

We sat in the living room, drinking coffee and chatting. I tried not to stare at her legs and underwear.

Later in the day, I texted Taylor, “Hey Taylor, I hope it doesn’t bother you, but I need to mow the grass and do some other yard work. Might be noisy for a bit.”

“Okay, can the pup come hang out with me while you mow?”

“Yes.”

I mowed the grass and I got hot and sweaty, so I took my shirt off. When I finished mowing, I was out there pulling some weeds in the beds. Taylor came out in a tiny bikini with my dog in tow. “Are you done mowing?”

I turned and stared at her ridiculously hot body, “Um…uh…yep…”

“Good, I was hoping to get a little sun. I’m so pale. Can I lay out in the grass?”

“Of course, it’s your yard too.”

She threw down a beach towel and laid on her stomach, taking off her top to avoid tan lines. I noticed she seemed to purposely expose her ass cheeks more and pulled down her bikini bottoms a bit to minimize tanlines. I kept looking over at her ass and back.

I was putting away the hose and standing sort of near Taylor. The dog came up and licked her exposed butt.l cheek. Taylor sat up in shock, slightly exposing her breasts to me, she laughed and said, “I thought that was you, not the dog,” and she gave me a sexy look, “just kidding.”

I laughed way too hard at that.

I muttered, “Lucky dog,” just barely loud enough for her to hear it and she gave me a sexy grin before flopping onto her back, barely covering her chest with her bikini top.

I came home from a run one day and could hear Taylor out on the back patio with a friend. Their voices carried through the window as they were kind of loud. They’d been drinking wine and seemed unaware of how loud they were. “So how old is he?”

“He’s like mid 40s.”

“Thats weird. Just you and some guy in his mid 40s.”

“We have totally separate spaces and he’s really cool.” Then Taylor giggled.

Her friend said, “What?”

“Here’s a picture of him with his daughters that I found on Instagram.”

“Whoa, he’s a DILF.”

Taylor giggled, “Yep, would.”

I decided to use the dog as an excuse to go back there. I walked around the back to the patio and they giggled a little as I approached. I was not wearing a shirt because it was hot out, so I was just in some short running shorts. The friend turned to Taylor and said “would,” in what she though was a quiet voice but wasn’t because she was a little buzzed. They both laughed a little.

Taylor said, “Oh, hey Tom. This is my friend Kaylie.”

“Hey Kaylie.”

She looked me up and down, and said “Hello there,” in an exaggerated slow cadence.

They both giggled and stopped abruptly. My dog was lounging at their feet.

“Well, I just came out to feed the dog, but it seems like you fed her since she’s not attacking me right now.”

“Yeah, your kitchen door was unlocked. I hope you don’t mind.”

“No, that’s great. Thank you. Okay, well nice to meet you Kaylie. I guess I’m gonna go shower.”

I turned to leave and Taylor said, “you could stay for a drink.”

I smirked, “I’m pretty sweaty and gross.”

Kaylie said, “You don’t look gross at all to me,” and Taylor smacked her arm. They both stifled a laugh.

“Alright, I’ll have a drink.” I sat on the patio steps and they gave me some wine.

I kept looking at Taylor and her long perfect legs propped up on a chair opposite the one she was sitting on. I noticed she smiled and looked at me a lot, seemed extra flirty in her buzzed state. Eventually, her friend took an Uber back to campus and I went up to shower. I took the dog out in the yard for one last pee before bed. I was standing out in the yard with the dog, when I saw through one of the basement windows, Taylor dancing to music by herself in the basement apartment.

She caught me looking at her and cracked up, using her finger to beckon me toward her. I shook my head and looked away. The back door opened, "Come on Tom. Let's dance." I went into her apartment and she started dancing with me. I was nervous and timidly dancing there. She grabbed me and kissed me. She was hammered, so I said, "I should go."

She stuck out her lower lip in disappointment.

"I have work tomorrow early and you're pretty drunk right now."

"Fine, but can Maggie please sleep with me."

"Yes." The dog was already in Taylor's bed.

When September came around, the first came and went and she did not pay her rent. I sort of shrugged. She technically had until the 5th. The 2nd and 3rd came and went with no rent.

I ran into her in the yard one day, “Hey, uh, Taylor…it’s September?”

“Oh, yeah, my check from my parents is late. I can’t pay you until the 7th.”

“Um…okay…that’s late, so you’ll have to pay the late fee, sorry.”

She looked at me pleading, “Maybe we could work something out?”

“Like what?”

“I could do something for you?”

“I guess maybe some dog sitting?”

“I was thinking of something else.”

I stood looking confused. “Come with me, Tom.”

We went down into her apartment, “I’ve seen how you look at me Tom.”

I turned red with embarrassment, “I…uh…”

“I’d really rather not pay the late fee.”

“The thing is…I don’t want to get off on the wrong foot and then rent is always late.”

“I also don’t want to get off on the wrong foot and I was thinking if I sucked your dick, it might buy me a few days.”

I stood there with my mouth open in shock and laughed awkwardly.

“I’m serious. You’re a handsome man. I’m not seeing anyone. You seem to be single. Just a little fun exchange between two friends.”

“Uh…uh…uh…”

She laughed at my nervousness. “Come on. Live a little. Show me your cock.”

I whispered, “Are you serious?”

Taylor shrugged, “Yeah, why not. Why don’t you just get comfy on the couch and I’ll take care of you.”

I was lightheaded, as I pulled down my shorts and underwear to sit on the couch, my dick springing up as it was freed. Taylor smiled and got on her knees in front of me. She giggled, as she grabbed it and kissed it. Then she gave it a little lick. She sucked it a bit and pulled it out giggling.

“What’s so funny?”

Taylor was stroking it still, “It’s just that I’ve never given a bj as payment before. It’s kind of extra hot in a weird way.” Taylor went back to her sucking, bobbing her head up and down on my dick. I was looking down at the top of her head bobbing up and down and then she looked up at me with my dick in her mouth. The whole thing was too hot and I quickly felt like I would cum. "Taylor...I'm about to cum..." Then, "Oh fuck...Taylor," as she continued sucking me. I came in her mouth and she swallowed all of it. Then she kept sucking me a little, which I loved.

After I came, I felt a little awkward, as she smiled at me and sort of wiped her mouth. I tucked my dick back into my underwear. She laughed, "So, about that late fee?"

"Don't worry about it."