1. Paying my rent


    Date: 6/18/2016, Categories: Fantasy, Consensual Sex, Straight Sex, Straight Sex, Masturbation, Author: Kevin_mystery, Source: sexstories.com

    I'm back after deleting all of my stories and starting new. This was by far one of my favorite stories to write so I'll post it again. Coming back I want to talk to readers more, so please send me private messages. I want to know what you liked, what you didn't and any future ideas. I hope you all enjoy the story, and future stories. Paying my rent All characters involved are 18 or older and some themes may not be suitable for all. The door wouldn't open at first, it's always given me problems and of course on a hard day like this it decides to be at its worst. After a few minutes of struggle I finally push it open and am hit with a rush of cold air, a welcome feeling mid-summer. Walking into the hallway my first floor apartment door is a few steps away. Where I live in is really just a house split into an upstairs and downstairs apartment, I live downstairs and my step-sister lives upstairs. There is a third apartment but the tenant didn't come out much and we speculated he was no longer with us, but his rent seemed to always be paid. We have always split our cost of living so it was no surprise that on my door was a note, likely a note for rent or something. After opening it my heart hit the floor and I felt like dying. "Hey Kyle! Its rent time and I need $430, I'll be by sometime to pick it up (: -Hollie-". The reason I felt like dying is because today I just got fired from the gas station I worked at and money was going to be tight for the next few months. This was just a ...
    fantastic addition to my already shitty day and now all I wanted was a beer. Walking into my apartment I immediately collapse into a heap of depression on the couch. "I am so fucked." I think as I look around my apartment. Seeing all the things I stupidly spent money on and how badly I could use that money now. The depressing feeling was heightened by the loneliness of my apartment and the house as a whole. A week ago Hollie moved out to a bigger and better apartment, but since the month was not over yet she still agreed to pay this month's half of the rent. I was living in a house on my own (well with a possibly dead neighbor upstairs) and with not many friends in town it was torture. Getting up I head to the fridge and grab a beer, the alcohol will dull the pain. I grab a second beer and head to the couch again. Flipping on the TV there seems to be nothing on, just some awful reality TV shows and news. I quickly finish off my beer and go onto the second, the alcohol quickly takes effect and I start to feel a little better and relax. It gives me time to reflect on my day and how I got fired. It really wasn't my fault but someone had to be blamed and I guess being the newest guy I had to take the fall for what someone else did. From what I gather someone on the night shift was stealing money and replacing it with counterfeit cash. It had been going on for quite some time but only was it discovered when two days ago the bank told my boss that they could not accept his deposit ...
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