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I was seduced by my landlady. 

In mid-February, I started my internship at the company I had set up here. I was looking for a place to live nearby, initially hoping for a small one-bedroom apartment so I could spend weekends with my girlfriend.
However, all the one-bedroom apartments I found cost 1000 yuan a month, not including management fees – too expensive!

Later, I saw a rental ad online for a guest bedroom in a two-bedroom apartment. It was 450 yuan a month including internet, fully furnished, and utilities were covered unless you used them excessively. The requirements were also quite high: male, healthy with no infectious diseases, regular lifestyle, quiet, and hygienic, etc. Other details were negotiable.

This seemed pretty good, and since my internship was 9-to-5, I called the landlord to arrange a viewing.
The apartment was nice, only a 20-minute commute from my workplace, and I managed to negotiate the price down to 420 yuan.

When I went to see the apartment, both the male and female landlords were there. They looked young. Through casual conversation, I learned the man was 31, and I didn't know the woman's age, but I guessed she was around 30 as well. The man asked me a lot of questions, but I didn't pay much attention. Now that I think about it, I can't remember what they were all about, but I do remember him saying he wanted to see my medical report to make sure I didn't have any illnesses. And when we first met, he casually remarked, "You're quite tall."

Although I felt a little uncomfortable, I could understand. After all, it would be terrible to have a stranger living in my home if they had any health problems.
Besides, time was tight. I hadn't expected the apartment to be so hard to rent; I only had a few days left before I had to report for duty.
Anyway, I was required to have a medical check-up for my internship at the police station, so I just showed it to him without much thought.
So, I signed a six-month lease.
I had originally planned to sign for a year, but the landlord only gave me a six-month lease, saying I should stay there first and we could discuss things later if things went well. And that
's where the story begins.

The male landlord's surname was Jiang, and the female landlord's surname was Chen; let's just call them that.
At first, I felt quite awkward staying at their place, since it was someone else's home, and a young couple at that.
I initially thought they were an older couple with grown children, but they turned out to be quite young; the woman was 29, and they didn't have any children yet. After

living there for over a month, we'd chat occasionally, but generally, we didn't disturb each other.
When I got home, I'd shower and go straight to my room, closing the door. I didn't know what Jiang did for a living, but he always came home quite late. Occasionally, I'd work the night shift and he wouldn't be home until almost midnight.
I knew Chen was a yoga instructor, teaching at a friend's yoga class; she seemed to earn a good income and wasn't too busy.
Anyway, every morning when I left, they weren't up yet, and when I returned in the afternoon, Chen was already home alone.

Because I'm a bit taller, sometimes when I was in my room, Chen would knock on the door, wearing close-fitting loungewear, and ask me to do chores, like putting quilts on top of the cabinet or taking down the fan on top of the cabinet.

This went on until almost April.
One time in April, we found we couldn't connect to the internet at home, and neither could they. Chen suggested calling the telecom company, but I said I'd check. Since it showed no internet connection, it was probably a router problem. I restarted and reset the router, which was quite easy. After that, Chen realized I might know a bit about computers, and from then on, whenever there was a computer issue, she'd just ask me to come to their room and help her.

Chen isn't particularly tall, probably around 162 or 163 cm, but she teaches yoga, so she has a pretty good figure. Her breasts are probably a B cup, and her buttocks are perky, but not particularly large—not the fleshy, overly large type you'd see after childbirth; they're round and firm.
At home, she always wears soft, form-fitting loungewear that accentuates her rounded hips, looking very comfortable. Her breasts are also slightly rounded, so she probably doesn't wear a bra, but you can't really tell.

Later, one afternoon during a holiday at home, Jiang was still not home. I was browsing the internet with the door closed when Chen knocked on the door, saying her computer was very slow and laggy, and asked me to take a look. When I went to check, well, her 40GB C drive only had a little over 500MB of space left. For some reason, the temporary folder was piled up with almost 10GB of temporary files that hadn't been automatically cleaned up.
I helped her clean it up bit by bit.
Chen stood next to me, one arm propped on the table, and her breasts pressed lightly against my arm, seemingly unintentionally. The softness made me certain she wasn't wearing a bra.

At that moment, smelling Chen's feminine fragrance, I was indeed a little tempted, but I couldn't be sure if she was intentionally pressing against me, so I just kept quiet, pretending to be a gentleman, and not looking at her. However, Chen's breasts remained pressed against my arm, neither too tightly nor too loosely, and I remained unmoved. I helped her delete and move things on the C drive, clearing nearly 20GB of space before going back to my room.

Thinking about Chen's figure, her round buttocks filling out her pants, and the feel of her soft breasts, I felt a real erection and couldn't help but fantasize. Suddenly, I had the urge to think that it wouldn't be right for a man and woman alone in a room to not have anything happen. But while I thought about it, I didn't know how to actually do it. Although I'd read about how others seduced women and even written some erotic stories, I realized I was just a theorist, lacking practical skills.
Now, there was a lonely young woman just a wall away, and I was indifferent because I didn't know how to act. I just indulged in fantasies every day, which was very frustrating.

May arrived, and we'd been living together for two months. We'd gotten to know each other better. Sometimes Jiang was home on weekends, and I'd sleep in until noon. Chen would cook and call me to eat with her. After we finished, I'd rush to wash the dishes.

Chen would apologize and help me, and some physical contact was inevitable. Chen didn't seem to mind at all. Jiang would watch TV, ignoring the fact that someone was taking advantage of his wife in the kitchen.

At the time, I felt they were probably more at ease knowing I was still a college student and a police officer.

I usually went to work after dinner, then went back to my room and surfed the internet. These past two months have been quite busy; I've been working overtime, and when I get home, I still have to work on documents and such.
Then Chen started knocking on my door to bring me fruit, since it was getting summer. Then she would lean against the door and chat with me, probably because she was lonely. We talked about all sorts of things, gradually moving to personal matters, asking if I had a girlfriend, and how things were going with my girlfriend, but we hadn't touched on any taboo topics yet.

While we chatted, Chen always leaned against the door, probably to avoid suspicion, and didn't come in. But the way she leaned against the door looked very charming, her hair loose, and sometimes she would playfully swing her toe on her slipper, which looked especially cute.
However, I didn't dare look too much, but she seemed to be staring at me while she spoke. Every time I glanced at her, I saw her staring back, which made me a little nervous. I couldn't relax. If I could just boldly stare back, then… sigh.

I'm just unsure of Chen's thoughts. If I overthink things and do something inappropriate, not only will I be homeless, but my reputation could be damaged, potentially affecting my work. After all, they know quite a bit about my personal situation, though I haven't revealed much about my family.
Sometimes I wonder if it's a trap, something I do that might be recorded and used for blackmail. Otherwise, why would the husband often leave his wife alone, and why is the rental restricted to men?
Anyway, I'm constantly hesitant, afraid to actually do anything. I have the desire, but not the guts.

Gradually, the weather got warmer. At home, Chen wore a loose tank top; her breasts, without a bra, clearly showed two points, and a deep red color was faintly visible through the fabric, making her look very sexy and alluring.
She was wearing one of those casual loungewear shorts, her bare, white thighs were exposed, stimulating my eyes. Her round buttocks stretched the shorts wide, giving her a curvaceous look.
No wonder she's a yoga instructor.

At this point, I was already losing control. I'd forgotten all about my girlfriend; my mind was filled with Chen from next door. But I still had some doubts. I felt that if I actually slept with Chen, this encounter would be like it fell right into my lap, a gift from heaven—it was too bizarre.

But what was bound to happen still happened. It was early June. That afternoon, I had dinner and went home. I got home around 7:30. When I got home, I found the house pitch black, so I used my phone to light it. Then Chen came out and said, "I'm so glad you're back! The electricity seems to have run out, and I forgot the charging card. I was scared to be home alone. Thank goodness I'm back."
I was so embarrassed. It was already getting warm in June; how was I going to sleep without electricity?

So we sat in the living room. I didn't want to blame her for not having the charging card, so I said, "It's okay, I'll charge it tomorrow."
I wondered if the landlord was starting to worry about the electricity bill, since I sleep with the air conditioning on at night, and this whole thing was making me want to charge my card.

The living room wasn't a sectional sofa, but a long sofa, about four people wide. At first, we were about one person's width apart. As we talked, our eyes adjusted to the darkness. Actually, it wasn't too bad; there were lights coming from the building across the street, so we could still see some things.

Chen was wearing a loose, dress-like bathrobe. The dress probably reached a little above her knees when she stood, but sitting, half her thigh was exposed.
Her chest area was a bit saggy. I'm considerably taller than her, so I could peek into her chest, but it was pitch black and I couldn't see anything. I could tell she wasn't wearing a bra.

I took out my phone to keep it on, but Chen quickly stopped me, saying it was too bright. She then placed both hands on one of my arms and the back of my hand, then wrapped her arms around mine, holding me tightly, her chest pressed very close to my arm.

I felt a sudden rush of light to my head, my whole body went numb, my face felt tingly, and I had some tinnitus. It was a very surreal feeling, and I was dizzy.
I was stunned for a moment, then forgot all my worries and, out of instinct, pulled my arm away and turned to hug Chen.
Chen hugged me back, and my hands wandered around her back, reaching under her to rub her buttocks.
Soon, I got an erection, very hard, making my pants bulge against her. She told me to go take a shower, saying she had already showered.

There was no electricity, so there was no hot water, but that didn't matter, especially since it was already getting warm.
I went in to shower, and Chen followed me in. She gently washed my back and carefully washed my penis, squeezing shower gel into her hands and holding my penis and testicles, sliding and kneading them in her hands. Then she rinsed it clean with water, washing it very carefully and meticulously.

After showering, we went to my room, closed the door, and drew the curtains. The room was pitch black, and I couldn't see anything, including Chen's naked body. We lay on the bed, embracing. I stretched my thigh between her legs, pressing against her genitals, and she squeezed her legs tightly together, gently rubbing against me.
I held her and French kissed her, my hands kneading her buttocks and squeezing her breasts.
Then I kissed her, from her chin down to her chest, and sucked on her breasts.
Soon I felt her genitals getting wet and slippery, and I wanted to reach out and touch her, but she stopped me.
So I used my penis.

There weren't many fancy moves, no oral sex or anything like that. I didn't expect her to do all that on our first time.
It was very normal. She was on top, I was on top, I was on top of her, holding her buttocks, slowly inserting myself. I didn't even think about using a condom. After all, she was a respectable young woman, she should be clean and wouldn't have any diseases. Besides, I was so aroused at the time that I didn't think much about anything else.

This was my first time having sex with a woman I had no intimate relationship with, especially since she was my landlady—a married woman, a young woman. It felt incredibly exciting and stimulating.
Chen was shorter than my current girlfriend, and her vagina seemed a bit smaller, though not particularly tight. But combined with the excitement, it was still great overall.
I lay on top of her and penetrated her. She became increasingly wet, and I could faintly hear squelching sounds.

Then Chen gestured for her to be on top. I wondered if she would move up and down like in porn movies, since my girlfriend didn't like that because it was tiring.
Sure enough, Chen didn't move like that. She just pressed my penis deep inside her vagina, our bodies pressed tightly together, rubbing back and forth. I guess she was stimulating her clitoris.
Chen placed her hands on my chest and moved faster and faster. I could feel my penis deeply inside her vagina, trembling with her friction—it felt itchy and quite comfortable.
Then Chen moved very quickly, and her movements became large and forceful, making "oh, oh" sounds. Her fingernails dug into my flesh, and I felt her whole body trembling, her vagina contracting, probably indicating an orgasm.
I didn't expect Chen to be able to orgasm on top of me.

After Chen orgasmed, she lay on top of me, panting. I held her buttocks, using my thighs to lift her lower body, and moved below her, penetrating her vagina deeply. Chen moaned softly.
After a while, Chen sat up and started moving again.
This time, she gestured for me to sit up too.

I sat up, held her in my arms, and sucked on her breasts. She hugged me and continued rubbing against me, bringing her to another orgasm. Then she lay down, panting heavily, and I continued penetrating her on top of her, just like at the beginning, until I felt like ejaculating. I then lifted her buttocks, letting her lower body suspend in the air, and began my final thrust.

Chen probably knew I was about to ejaculate, because she clung to me, her arms around my neck and her legs crossed around my waist. I kept thrusting, wanting to pull out and ejaculate outside.
Even though I was very impulsive and excited, I still had some sense of reason; I knew I couldn't ejaculate inside, or I might cause trouble.
Finally, just as I felt I was about to ejaculate and was about to pull out, something unexpected happened.

I don't know if Chen just happened to have another orgasm or what, but just as I was about to pull out, Chen suddenly tensed up, her arms tightly wrapped around my neck, and her legs clamped tightly around my waist. I couldn't pull out in time, and I ejaculated all of it inside her.
My heart sank; I'd messed up.

After pulling out, I told her I'd buy medicine tomorrow.
She didn't seem angry; she even kissed me and said it was okay, not to worry, that she'd handle it herself.
Then she said she was quite tired and wanted to shower and go to sleep.
I offered to help her shower, and she neither agreed nor disagreed, so I helped her shower.

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