New to the city (closed for MsK2021)

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(in my stories the female role should be dominant)

In our country we must go to army after school and before going to university or starting with a job. It’s like making a man out of a kid. After this time, I followed my friends to our capital city, Vienna where many foreigners live. My new landlady is also not from here, and her German is not so good, so we talked in English all the time. Mostly we were in contact over phone. I met her only once when I moved in, 4 days ago. It is a small apartment, but I have no money for anything better.

Damn, what’s this noise? I think my head is exploding. I try to reach my mobile to see what time it is. It’s 07:22 in morning and I don’t know what’s this noise. Come on, concentrate even if you have a hangover.

Yesterday few friends came over and we had housewarming party, which ended at midnight when the police arrived. We finished our party in a pub shortly before sunrise.

Then this noise again. In this moment I shoot up, it’s the doorbell. Somebody is at the door. The police again? No, that makes no sense, maybe one of my friends who forgot something here yesterday? On my way to the door, I saw several bottles of beer, chips and other stuff scattered. “This will be a long cleaning day” I babble on my way to the door. Only wearing my boxer shorts and with half opened eyes I open the door. OMG, that’s not good! My landlady stood in front of me, hands on her hips and with an evil face.


(if you are interested in this RP story pls PM)
 
(Katie, 40, co-owner of a big house with husband Karl. The small cottage in the back is rented to a single man. The rent is reduced in exchange for taking care of their flower garden surrounding the house.)

What was that noise?

You just moved in 4 days ago. Was that the police in front of our house around midnight ? Now i am feeling sorry for myself for feeling sorry for you when you told me you "had no money for anything better".....I'll give you a choice....It's either you explain what happened last night or I'll let my husband decide what he wants to do with you.
 
Damn, I think I’m in trouble now. She looks really angry. What should I tell her? Oh and my head is killing me.

„Please ma‘am…….I mean Katie……Ms Katie……I’m very sorry. I’m really sorry what happened yesterday. I know it was too much. My friends and I were just too loud. I promise, it will never happen again. I promise you, please believe me. Can you forgive me, please?“ I try to say the last words with a sweet smile.

While I’m waiting for a reaction of her, I recognize that I’m nearly naked in front of her.
 
So, you are not going to explain what happened last night? The police had to come, don't you think you should explain ? Do you think my husband and I could live at peace without knowing what our tenant did last night?

Why are you nearly naked in front of me? You just moved in 4 days ago and you feel comfortable to get nearly naked in front of me?
 
„Yes, I just woke up. I’m sorry if you feel uncomfortable seeing me like that. Please come inside, so we can talk about everything.“

I open her the door and let her inside. I know the room is a mess, but I have to be honest now.

„I’m sorry for everything. My friends and I were just too loud I think. It was a welcome party. Unfortunately somebody called the police, maybe a neighbor. I’m also sorry that it looks so bad here at the moment. I will start cleaning immediately. And yes, I’m still just in my pants. Should I put on some clothes now?“
 
Katie walks in and takes a good look at the walls, windows and the floor to see if there is any damage. So far so good. " I hope you keep your promise, it will never happen again. My husband Karl is not a sweet nice guy type..........and remember the rental agreement you signed ? Have you looked at the garden yet ? It needs a clean-up. We are going to have a house party this coming Saturday. About 6 or 7 people will be here. We need some fresh flowers for the living room, some for my husband's bedroom and some for my own bedroom. It would be nice if you would cut as many as you could see."

While she is walking out to the door, ".....By the way, what do you want me to call you? You signed 'dn' on the lease. Do your friends call you 'dn' "?
 
„Two bedrooms? Please wait Ms Katie.“ I give her a smile.
„I think we should learn more about each other. The move in was so quick, and we had no chance for a good talk.“ I take my jeans from the chair and put them on. I can’t find my shirt, so I’m still half naked.
„Please take a seat. My friends call me Didi, but you can call me whatever you want, you are my landlady.“ I gave her another smile and point to the couch.
„Of course I will look at the flowers and do everything you want. I’m good at garden work, so no problem. But I didn’t know that there are 2 separate bedrooms?“
 
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I walked out. Swift.
He said in my face, "we should learn more about each other".
This man is a new tenant who moved in 4 days ago. My husband was furious when the police car parked in front of our house last night. I calmed him down and told him I'd talk to the new tenant before jumping into a premature conclusion. It turned out the tenant said it was just a party too loud and maybe a neighbor called the police. It was fairly comprehensible. I have no problem to have this case closed.

He also said in my face, "I will look at the flowers and do everything you want". "Eeverything I want" ? Sales talk. Irresponsible talk. Even if he meant ' everything regarding flowers ', it would still be untrue.

My husband and I are going shopping tonight for the coming house party in a few days.
 
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Oh no, she was not happy when she walked out. What have I done? I should be very thankful to have this apartment for such a good price. Hopefully she will not kick me out after my insolence. I must apologize, but not now with still more than enough alcohol in me.

After cleaning up for several hours I decide to go out to eat something and to buy few things. The hangover from last night and just 2 hours of sleep are killing me, so I decide to go to bed early. Is this the typical life of a student? No, I must do better, I am better than that.

Next day in morning I knock on the door of my landlady, still feeling uncomfortable what I said yesterday. She opens the door with a stern look. I can’t hold eye contact, so I’m looking down on floor. “Good morning, ma’am. Ms Katie, I’m very sorry what happened yesterday, the alcohol spoke out of me. Please, can you forgive me? Please don’t kick me out of the apartment. I will do better in future, and if there is anything I can do to show you that this apology sincerely, please just tell me. Here are also some chocolate pralines for you, and a bottle of wine for your husband.”
 
I am surprised he brought 'gifts'. "Oh, Didi, Thank you for the chocolate and the wine. It's very nice of you. "
Now what? He is still standing there and doesn't seem to be leaving. So I continued, "sorry I walked out yesterday and didn't sit down to talk...would you like to come in now and have some coffee? "
Well, at least he looks clean and neat today with hair combed....Now what? "Oh, first of all, please just call me Katie, nothing else. And my husband Karl is Karl, nothing else. He may look a little tough but it's OK. Just say Hi when you run into him."
Didi, a college student, seems to understand.

After a cup of coffee he is still sitting down, no signs of leaving. So I continued, "Oh, you suggested 'we should learn more about each other' yesterday. It sounded funny when you said it to me directly. I didn't want to laugh in front of you, that's why I walked out....The only time I hear people talk like that is on a dating site when they are looking for a mate. Are you on a dating site? " He smiled and didn't respond.
" OK, so you are curious about me ? I am 40. My husband is 45. I work as a lingerie designer and Karl works as a manager of a large restaurant. We are in the Lifestyle. Do you know what the Lifestyle means?"
 
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Katie invited me for a coffee, so I’m sitting here in front of her, and we are talking a little bit. My eyes walk around in the room, it’s nice here. I think they must have enough money; the furniture looks expensive.

While Katie is talking and asking me few questions, I’m checking her out. My eyes go up and down when she asks me if I’m on dating sites. I just smile at her and ask myself if she is playing with me? Of course, she is a very beautiful lady, but she is married, she is my landlady and nearly double my age...

“No, please would you be so kind and explain me what it means to be in the Lifestyle?”
 
"If you don't know what the Lifestyle is, you need to experience it yourself to find out what it means to yourself. You asked me to explain it, I would be talking from my personal experience that may not be the same as how you are going to feel after you try it. ...All I should tell you now is what's generally understood by most people----it's about sex. ”

Well, no, I am not going to talk about sex with a 22 year old man nearly half my age. Goodness, he might think I am interested in him. He might think I want him to take off his pants right here right now. Goodness.

" No, Didi, it's not only about sex. It's not that simple. Do you simply take off your pants in front of any girl you like? Does it work for you that way ? ”

This conversation is getting too complicated for the day. So I turned my face toward the window , " you havn't cleaned up the garden. I don't expect you to do more than what you are supposed to do but I do expect you to do what you are supposed to do without having to tell you .....Let me what you think if you don't agree with me. "
 
“I’m very sorry, of course I will clean up the garden. I will do it immediately when I leave. For future, you don’t need to tell me anymore. I will do it every afternoon when I come home if there is anything to do. I promise!“ I’m looking down on floor for few seconds, take a deep breath and continue with a shy, silent voice. “Before I leave, I need to know something………How can I experience that lifestyle when I don’t know what it is? How can I make such an experience?.......... I know it sounds stupid, but I’m not very experienced with women. Till now I only had one “normal” relation, and this ended a year ago.”
 
"How?? I am not your auntie or a lifestyle coach or a licensed instructor to give you a step by step instruction on how to deal with women. And furthermore, you've heard of 'Google', have you not? Even My husband Karl's 18 year old daughter Amy knows who Google is, do you not?................Go to Literotica.com. Tell me what you think in a week or 2.
We are going to have a Thanksgiving dinner party here tomorrow. 2 couples confirmed to show up. You are welcome to join us at 6 p.m."
 
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Damn, she talks down to me like I’m a child. I feel how my hand is shaking. I can’t hold eye contact, so I’m looking on the floor. I also feel how my face blushes. Is it cause I’m angry now, or am I just ashamed?

“…You are welcome to joins us at 6 p.m.” I hear her saying.

I’m totally confused now. Is this invitation serious? At first she is strict, lordly, she let me know that she is on top, and I’m just a stupid boy. But on the other hand, she invites me to her party. Additional I should call her Katie, like a friend, not like a landlady.

“Thank you for invitation. I will think about, but now it’s time to leave and start with the garden”. I stand up, say goodbye, and walk to the door.

Are all people in the city like this? My friends warned me, the life and the people here are different, not as relaxed as usual the people from hometown. I definitely have to adopt.

2 hours later I’m done with the garden, I brought flowers into the living room and bed rooms, and now I go back to my apartment to relax. While I’m lying on the couch I think if I should go to this party. There will be just couples, but maybe Karl’s daughter is also there? How was her name? Amy? Hmmm, should I stay or should I go?
 
Thanksgiving dinner party 2022
The 4 guests have arrived at our house now. The first couple are Karl's employer and wife of the restaurant business. Both in their mid 40's. The 2nd couple are also from the exclusive club. The man looks at least in his late 50's and the woman looks 20 something. This man is known for this kind of kink in our circle of friends.

We rotate hosting small house parties. Karl and I are happy to have them for this special holiday. They brought everything for the dinner except a turkey that was in my oven for 5 hrs.

So there are 7 of us in total including tenant Didi. Well...Karl doesn't really count me as one. He just wants me to hang aroun to do things needed for his activities.

The jolly and merry dinner is going very well. Most of us have known one another for a while, so just a liittle casual conversation, some wine, smiles and flirts would suffice to get everybody warmed up for the better half of this lovely evening . The young lady is the center of attention tonight. Her sugar daddy sitting next to her looks very proud all this time. Shortly after they walked in, he squeezed his sugar baby's breasts for the other man to look at. Then the 2 men exchanged mysterious smiles. Host Karl is going to let the 2 couples use his master bedroom where the bed is large enough for 4 people.

The nice dinner is well done. After the desert Karl takes the guests to the garden for a walk and Didi is helping me to clean up the dining room. " Oh, Didi, Thank you for cleaning the garden and the fresh flowers. I havn't got a chance to put some in Karl's bedroom. Would you do that for me? They'll be all in the room very shortly. The door usually stays open but just knock and say Hi."

10 minutes later Didi returns to the kitchen and continues helping me a little bit. I asked him, "were they in the room from the garden when you got there?" Didi didn't answer. Then in about 20 more minutes, Karl is coming up already in his lounge robe and says, "Didi, I want to show you something. Come. " I am curious too. I follow both of them. Karl enters one of our smaller bedrooms. He points at a chair by the window to have Didi sit down and I am staying by the door entrance. I am now facing Karl's back. He is standing up facing Didi. At this moment, in a slow motion, I see Karl untying his robe facing Didi.....
 
At the end I decided to go to this party. Unfortunately, Amy wasn’t there, so just 3 couples and me. But one of this couple is really interesting. This guy is nearly 60 I think, but she is at my age, and she is hot. Damn, he must have a lot of money to get such a young woman……or other qualities. Most of the time I’m listening to the others, it’s good to meet other people.

After dinner I help Katie to clean up until she orders me to bring flowers to the master bedroom. I didn’t expect to find anybody there, but as I enter the room, I find this hot young lady. She is half naked and smiles at me. “I’m sorry, I didn’t know that anybody is here.” Before I can turn around and leave, I hear her saying: “Wait, come to me. You can have some fun with us”.

“With us? What is this here?” I’m asking her. She laughs and asks me if I didn’t know which kind of party this is? She explains me that this group of people meets regularly and have some fun together. At this moment her companion enters and smiles at me.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t want to bother you” I tell them and leave the room. Back in the kitchen I try to sort myself and help Katie again. In the next several minutes I’m thinking if I missed an opportunity. She is so hot, but her guy is old and I’m definitely not gay. But anything in me was interested. Some time later Karl enters and order me to follow him. Few moments later I’m sitting in a room on a chair and Karl begins to undress. What should I do now? I try to find some help in Katie, but I don’t see any reaction in her face. What is Karl expecting from me? Should I give him a blowjob? No, I can’t do that, I’m not into men. I fall into panic. Soon he will be completely naked in front of me, and Katie is still watching. I start to breath harder, not cause I’m horny, just cause I’m in fear what will happen next. I stand up and walk to the door. “I’m sorry, I can’t do that.” I stop in front of Katie because she is blocking the door. “Please…”
 
Karl's daughter Amy called from her mother's house 20 miles away after the Thanksgiving dinner party and regretted that she didn't make it here. She comes to stay for a day or two once in a while. Full figured. Before going to college she's been curious about our parties and When Karl and I socialize and entertain, Amy would insist to tag along and she would dress like a woman, not a girl. I recently was quite surprised to see her wearing a see-through blouse that showed her fancy bra inside with her 18 yo breasts standing upright. We were dining with a man about her father's age 45.

And Oh, Didi, remember the rich old man ? There is something interesting about him I kind of enjoy sharing with whom may be concerned. It's a semi-open secrete ....he is impotent. A devoted club member he likes to hang around with sexy people. He sucks men and women and also wants his expired dick to get some tender care . He also wants to see his sugar baby get sucked and fucked very well by other men. Didi, you may get a chance to get to her pussy. I'll talk to him. This old man likes to suck me too. You and I may get invited to his house. I'll talk to him. Would you like to do that ?

And....Didi......before I conclude today's conversation between you and me.......... you.........walked away from Karl when he tried to show you his affection........he didn't say anything to me, but....You know.....Didi....anybody who lives on his property needs to understand Karl is Karl....including me. I hope you know what I am talking about.
 
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