The Apartment Complex- Jackie
By John Smith
Copyright January 2012
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The Apartment Complex
Jackie
I moved into my apartment shortly after my divorce was settled. I had found a room when my ex and I separated but with the divorce becoming final I decided to move into more comfortable accommodations. The complex was good sized but felt small with several buildings each with eight units featuring a mix of two and three bedroom apartments. It was not overly new which helped keep the costs down but has may of the comforts that many newer complexes had like a workout room, pool, clubhouse and plenty of parking. Being located between the university and the business district the complex attracted a variety of people from student, young professionals to retirees who don’t want the trouble a house entails. In the time since I moved into the apartment to start my new life post divorce I have met many very special people with special talents that I wish to share with you, my readers.
I am 52 years old but have been graced with genes that help me pass for about 10 years younger. I am tall, about 6’6 and a little overweight but working to loose the belly. I was married for over 20 years and have one son. While I was married for a long time it became apparent to both my ex and I that we were not compatible and it would be better for both of us to go our separate ways. My infidelities and habits plus her anger issues and frigidity did not help matters any. We went through a pretty painless divorce and remain friends for the sake of our son but there is little emotional attachment between the two of us anymore. I work as a corporate trainer that puts me on the road from time to time but lately has kept me close to home.
One of the disadvantages of living in an older apartment complex like this one is that the apartments do not have individual washers and dryers. There are coin operated machines on the ground floor of each building, but with only two washers and dryers available for the eight units it can sometimes be difficult to find an open spot. Nights and weekends are bad as most of the college kids and the 9-5ers are trying to get their laundry done. I have found that mornings are best and my schedule usually gives me at least one or two morning free to get my clothes clean. If my building is tied up I can usually find a free washer in one of the other building close by. It was during one of these trips to another building that I met Jackie.
I had a couple loads of wash to so and headed out to find a machine one morning. My building was busy with Eve’s grandmother trying to do her families clothes so I headed out to check the nearby buildings laundry rooms. The closest building was occupied so I headed to the next. I entered the front door and headed down the short stairway to the laundry room. At the foot of the stairs and around a quick corner was the small room that served as the buildings laundry. It contained two washers side by side and two dryers stacked on each other. Against the wall by the door there were a couple chairs for people use while waiting and alone one side wall was a small counter for folding clothes.
I turned the corner and was about to enter the room with I noticed that someone was inside and emptying the washers. It was not just anyone though. It was a lovely pair of long legs that went from a pair of small flip flops up to a beautiful ass that was partially visible as the women bent into the washer to pull out her clothing. Her shirt dropped down to cover most of her ass when she stood up and then slide back up when she bent over again. I would guess that she was about 5’6 to 5’7 tall with the nicest long legs I have seen in a long time.
This ass was not the ass of a younger girl but that of a more mature woman. It was a little wider but not fat and more rounded instead of being flatter. She sported a black thong as her choice of underwear and they seemed to fit her nicely. The owner of this fine ass did not notice me and I could not stop staring as she emptied both washers into baskets. I noticed she was about to turn around and quickly stepped back and up a couple stairs. I made some noise like I was bounding down the stars and scraped my baskets against the wall to warn her of my coming. I then enter the room and acted like I had just arrived.
I said hi and introduced myself and told her I was from an adjacent building. She said hi and finished putting her laundry into the dryers. I put my clothing in the washer and added my soap and quarters. The women finished her loading and went to sit on one of the chairs and picked up an old magazine that had been left in the room. Once I got my loads started I sat in the other chair and pulled out my book that I brought and pretended to read. I took another look at this lovely lady next to me who did not seem to be concerned that she was running around in a tee shirt and panties and nothing else. She was in her late thirties to early forties and looked to have held up well to the stresses of life. I could tell that she was wearing a black bra to match her panties through the thin material of her tee shirt.
The lovely lady put down her magazine and started a conversation. She asked me how long I had lived in the complex. I told her how long and that I moved in shortly after my divorce. The mention of my divorce seemed to perk her up. She said her name was Jackie and she was also divorced and lived just down the hall with her daughter, sometimes. Her daughter was in the college and lived on campus wanting to get out of the house and be more independent. She had a son also but he lived with her ex in another state. He visited on occasion but not often enough.
Jackie asked me if I would like some coffee and continue their conversation at her apartment. I said sure and put my book and baskets under the counter before following her pretty ass down the hall. Jackie acted like she was dressed in baggy jeans and shirt as she walked down the hall. She once bent over to pick up a piece of litter and gave me another great view of her ass. I am not sure if it was intentional but it was very pleasing to see.
Jackie invited me into her apartment that was well decorated and clean. It had the usual touches of a parent, photos and art were on the walls and mantle. I followed Jackie into her kitchen and took a seat at one of the chairs at her dinette table. I watched as Jackie set the kitchen timer remind us to get our laundry and she poured two cups of hot coffee. She handed me a cup of coffee, asking me if I needed cream or sugar. I told her black was fine and took a taste. She leaned against the counter facing me sipping the hot beverage carefully. I told her how good it tasted as I admired her legs from across the room.
Our conversation returned to our kids as we talked about how proud of them we are and how hard it is on us when the divorce separated us from our regular contact. She talked about how well her daughter was doing so far in school and I talked about how proud I was of my son and his progress in school so far. Jackie had just tried to turn the conversation to detail of our break-ups when the timer went off. We headed back to the laundry room to check on our loads. My loads of wash were completed but her dryers were still running so we sat down expecting them to finish in a few more minutes. She asked me what caused my divorce and I gave her the g-rated version. I told her I was on the road too much and we fell out of love for each other over time. It took 20 years for the two of us to understand that we were not right for each other.
She said that she was glad that at least my ex and I could remain friends and that she was not so lucky. She and her husband were married for almost 15 years when the divorce came. Her husband had caught her emailing an online male friend and even though nothing physical actually took place; the explicit details of the emails showed him her desire to seek companionship elsewhere. He could not forgive her and accused her of other things as well. Jackie felt that he just used the emails as a reason to get out as he had not been happy in the marriage for several years. She said that she had spent the past five years raising her daughter and grew very close to her. Her moving out was very hard to deal with and Jackie said that she missed having her husband around, even though he was a jerk.
I laughed and heard the dryer timer go off. Jackie got up and pulled out her clothes and I put mine in the dryers. After I fed the machines their allotment of quarters Jackie asked me if I wanted to help her fold her clothing. She said she would help me if I helped her. I said sure and we headed back to her apartment. She dropped the baskets on the floor in front of her sofa and we each sat down in front of one.
I started with a tee shirt, folded it and set it aside. I then saw that the basket had several thongs and bras in it. I picked up one small thong and held it up. I told Jackie that I think she should fold this basket with her daughter’s panties. She said those were hers and asked me if I didn’t like thongs. I told her yes I liked them a lot. She said that her daughter turned her on to them. She said that she did not think she would like them at first but once she started wearing them she found that she liked the way they felt. I watched as Jackie stood up and pulled up her shirt and ran her hand over her bare ass. She looked at me and said she liked the feeling of bare ass against her clothing and against nothing as well
I told her that they looked good too and she sat back down with a big smile. . I asked her if she always dressed like this and she said she never did but for some reason today she could not get herself to put on pants. Something inside her told her that she needed to dress like this. She said that she had the feeling before but she had always fought it off as strange and got dressed. Today she gave in to the feeling and has felt better all day. I told her that she was right to give in to her instincts; they usually would prove to be the best for her.
We finished folding the clothes as Jackie steered the conversation moved to how I fought the loneliness of being divorced. I told her that even though my divorce was not combative like hers I came out of it feeling like I needed friends more than needing a spouse. I have spent my time making friends instead of dating with the goal of finding a new wife. In doing so, I have found that I am not as lonely as before and that there are lots of people to call when I feel the need for companionship.
Jackie looked at me and asked me how I made friend. She said that she always seemed to have problems with that. Told her I started with saying hi to cute strangers in laundry rooms and she laughed. I then said that I have met most by just being nice and by being willing to extend myself and help them when they need it whether they know they need it or not. I told her that I think she may be better at it than she thinks as she offered me coffee and in doing so has made a friend in me. I looked into her eyes and she looked back longingly. She obviously was lonely and looking for a friend. I heard the kitchen timer buzz and said we needed to get my laundry. She had promised to help me fold my clothes too. Jackie snapped out of her trance and we headed back down the hall. She seemed to have a little more bounce in her step as we walked down to the laundry room.
I pulled my clothes out of the dryers and we headed back to Jackie’s apartment. We settled in on the sofa and folded my clothes as Jackie asked me for more details on my divorce. She said that there seemed to be more to my story than I was sharing. I told her that there was at that time I did not know her as well. I let her know about some of my sorted past telling her about how when I traveled I would stray and seek out other women. I told her that I seemed to like exploring and being married seemed to put a block in my desires. I told her that one reason I looked for friends over a spouse is that I liked variety and being able to react to the moment. For example I told her, if I found someone l liked, like her for instance (trying to suggest that we could take our friendship further) and I wanted to spend the afternoon with her and getting to know her intimately I could not do so freely if I were married. But now I am free to do what I want when I want with whom I want.
Jackie finished folding her basket of clothes and got up to place it near the door. She asked me if I really was free all afternoon. I picked up my basket and placed it on the first and told that I was free. I turned to her and placed my hands on her hips and pulled her to me. I asked her if she was free. She put her arms around my neck and said yes she was free all afternoon. I looked into her green eyes and asked her with both of us free for the afternoon what should we do with our time. She smiled and pulled my head down for a kiss. I pressed my tongue into her mouth and felt her open up and accept it eagerly.
Jackie pressed her hips against me feeling my hardening cock with her body. She released her hold on my lips and said that she wanted to learn more about this friend helping friend’s thing that I was talking about. I told her that I would love to help her out in any way she needed. I watched her smile turn wicked and say she has not been with anyone in quite a while and needs a lot.
I placed my hands on her ass below her shirt and Jackie let out a gasp. I told her to sit on the sofa for me. She walked over and sat down looking up at me. I reached down and pulled her tee shirt off over her head. She had on a nice black lacy bra that cupped and held her nice size tits. They were not overly big but nicely shaped for a tall woman. I knelt on the floor and took off her sandal, tossing it to the side. I picked up her leg by her ankle and began to feel its smooth shape starting at her foot and slowly exploring my way up. I occasionally would kiss her soft skin letting my tongue linger like I was enjoying a piece of candy. Jackie instinctively spread her legs as I touched her thigh and let my hand roam up close to her thong but not touching anything covered. After reaching the top I repeated the process with the other leg
By the time I got to the top of her other leg I could see her thong was wet and I could smell her sweet muskiness coming from between her legs. I bypassed her covered mound ran my hands up her sides, kissing her belly and working my way up toward her breasts. She asked me if I was always suck a tease and I told her that I was whenever I got the chance. I told her that she had been teasing me all morning and it was my turn.
I reached around her back and released the clip on her bra. It fell forward and I pulled it off her and tossed it aside. Her breasts sagged a little but not too much for a woman her age. I took each one in a hand and massaged them to the moans of approval from Jackie. I leaned in and took one nipple between my lips and began to suck it in, flicking at the hard tip with my tongue. Jackie put her hand on my head and pressed me against her as I licked and sucked one tit and then the other.
I leaned forward and planet a kiss on Jackie’s lips and then leaned back to take in this beauty before me. I told her how damn sexy she was and how much I wanted to taste her. I leaned forward again and nuzzled my face into her thong hearing that moan that I love to hear so much. I hooked my thumbs under the waist band on her thong and began to pull it off. She lifted her hips and I pulled the small garment off her legs and tossed it aside. I ran my hands up her thighs as I surveyed her pussy. Jackie has a mostly shaved snatch with a small patch of hair right above her clit. I put a hand over her mound and gently began to feel her smooth skin.
Jackie moaned as I touched her and rocked her hips up into my hand. I leaned in and kissed her inner thigh working my lips toward her slit. I let my tongue explore her long slit from bottom to top eliciting a loud moan and Jackie’s hands back on my head guiding me in tighter. I licked her hole and followed her folds up to her clit. She moaned more and more as I pressed my tongue against her soft delicate pussy.
I pressed two fingers against her opening and slowly entered her tight snatch. She was very tight from lack of use but plenty wet and quickly relaxed and got used to my presence. I continued to lick her slit as I moved my finger in and out of her hole. Jackie rocked her hips as I pressed in and out almost doing the work for me as I just had to hold my tongue and she would pass her slit back and for the below me. I remembered that I was her for one reason so I moved up and began to play with her clit. I forced my tongue into her folds and against her little nub getting a loud moan in exchange for my efforts. I put my free hand under her ass and pulled my face in tight against her clit as she rocked harder on my fingers. \
I felt her body tightened and her breathing get quicker. I felt Jackie arch her back forcing her clit deeper into my mouth. I sucked on the spot as my fingers rubbed her from inside keeping the effort quick and focused. My work was rewarded when Jackie let out a loud moan and her body began to spasm as the pleasure coursed through her and feeding her needs. I continued to suck on her until her body began to relax and her breathing began to normalize. I slowly licked my way back down her leg tasting her wetness and finally leaning back to look over my glowing beauty.
Jackie finally opened her eyes and looked down at me and told me thank you. I told her it was totally my pleasure. I loved to see her get what she needed. She smiled at me and told me to get up on the sofa. I stood up and she reached out for my belt. I helped her unfasten my jeans and striped them off. I pulled off my shirt and briefs before I sat next to her on the sofa. Jackie reached out and took hold of my cock. She held it firmly and pumped it up and down telling me how nice it was. She looked at me and told me that she was going to suck on my cock but had not done it very much. She said that she and her ex never engaged in oral sex and she did not realize what she had been missing. She said her daughter told her that giving head was as important to a guy as fucking so she felt she needed to learn.
I told her that each were intimate acts that have their own merit. I told her that I do like going down on a girl as much as fucking her, maybe more. I also told her that I have stronger orgasms during oral when it is done right than through regular intercourse. She said that she would try and leaned over to lick my cock. I guided her on where to lick and how to lick me as I like it done. She seemed to really appreciate the tips and was a fast learner. Before long she was working my cock in her mouth with more confidence and desire. As she heard moans and approval from me she got more into it and was relaxing more with me in her mouth.
She sat back still holding my cock in her hand and asked me if she could feel me inside her pussy. I told her that she certainly could and asked her how she wanted to start. She leaned back on the sofa arm and spread her legs. I moved in and pressed my cock against her opening. She moaned as I entered her slowly and worked it in a little at a time. She moaned with each move of my cock as I gradually got it into her deeper and deeper until I finally was all the way in and could move in long stokes. She laid her head back and smiles as I begin to pump my cock in and out of her tight pussy. She tells me how much she has wanted to feel a cock inside her again.
I pump my cock in and out enjoying Jackie’s moan and the glowing look on her face. I feel that I may be getting close and I am not ready to stop so I pull out and have Jackie change positions. I have her kneel on the sofa and lean against the wall. I get in behind her beautiful ass telling her that I have been thinking of this ever since I saw her bending over the washing machine. I pushed my cock back into her pussy from behind and grab hold of her hips pulling my cock deep inside her body. Jackie lets out a gasp as I drive my cock all the way in on the first thrust and she feels my cock rubs against the roof of her snatch hitting her g-spot with every drive.
I hear Jackie moan as I pound my cock into her and then pull out again in long hard strokes. After a few minutes of my efforts I feel her body begin that reaction that signals that her climax is close. I work harder to get her over the edge and to feel her body react so pleasantly to my cock. She finally lets the feeling release and I feel her pussy tighten around me and hips rock hard against me as I keep fucking her tight cunt. A few moments later Jackie comes around and tells me she wants me to cum inside her pussy. She said that she wants to feel the warm juices in her wet pussy.
I know I am close and pump my cock in long steady strokes in an effort to fulfill her desire. I finally let go and release my load deep into her pussy. I keep pumping to get the last drops out and then let my softening cock slip from her pussy. I sat back on the sofa next to Rebecca and we both leaned back looking at each other with smiles on our faces. I told her that she as such a lovely find and I wish I knew that she was here. I told her that I would have been bringing my laundry over here a long time ago. She said I could keep bringing it over here in the future and her door was always open for me to visit. I told her that I would like that.
I leaned over and gave her a kiss which she passionately returned. We stretched out on the sofa and kissed each other letting our hands roam over each other warm sweaty bodies. Jackie broke our kiss long enough to tell me that it had been such a long time since she had felt so good, so wanted. I told her that she was very much wanted and that I really wanted to fuck her again before I left. She smiled and said that was good because she was not going to let me leave until I did.
I felt Jackie’s hand reach between my legs and began to fondle my cock. It responded to her touch and was soon getting hard again. I sat up and spread her legs. I ran my hand over her wet mound. Feeling that she was ready I got up and knelt between her legs guiding my cock to her hole. She gasped and rocked her hips as I pressed my swollen cock into her pussy. I looked into Jackie’s eyes seeing the desire she had and began to pump my cock in and out of her. She smiled at me as I drove my cock into her over and over. She reached up and took hold of my head keeping my eyes locked on her as I pumped. Her hips rocked up and down with me as we fucked, enjoying each other’s bodies as only good friends can.
I felt her body begin to tense and her eyes rolled back before closing in anticipation of what was to come. Her breathing became more labored as I worked my cock in and out of her pussy against the movements of her wonderful hips. I felt her pussy tighten and heard Jackie let out a low growl as she felt the joy of her orgasm come and move through her body. I got even more turned on my how by she reacted and renewed my efforts. I continued to pump my cock in and out of her body enjoying the feeling. I soon was ready to release my load and I pulled out to cum on her belly. I rubbed my cock against her wet mound and after a few strokes I let my load shoot out onto Jackie’s body. She reached down taking my cock and pumping the last drops out of my cock before falling back and looking up at me kneeling between her legs.
She told me thank you again and how much she had missed sex. She now knew that she needed to have sex as a part of her life and would start to seek out more ways to enjoy life again. I told her she was divorced, not dead and had to take care of her needs and not just those of the people around her. She smiled and said she was so glad I came to do laundry today. I told her I was glad that she gave in to her feeling and caught my eye with her sexy appearance today.
Jackie excuses herself and brings back a warm towel to clean up with. She sits next to me and looks up at me as sits back on the sofa. She tells me how much she needed that. I tell her that is what friends are for and that we will exchange phone numbers later so she can call me if she needs me and I can call her if I need her. She smiles and says that she never had sex like that before. It was always plain intercourse in the bed only. No foreplay, no other positions. She said part of that may have been her upbringing but still she did not know any better. She said today’s kids seem better equipped to get married than she was in her day.
I told her I was not sure of that but the kids were more sexually expressive today that in our youth. Maybe that is why we are seeking so many things now in our adult hood, because we missed them as our youth. She said maybe that was part of it but she said she never wanted to go back to that world. She wanted to enjoy life and all it had to offer, including sex. That is why she said she talked sex with her daughter. She said she was not sure exactly how experienced she is but she knew about blow jobs and masturbation. Jackie also thought she had experimented with girls in her room but was not 100% sure about that. I told her that her daughter sounded like a fun person to meet. She looked at me with an evil look and told me to keep my hands off her. I laughed and told her that my hand would stay away until she gave me permission.
I got up and got dressed and Jackie put on her shirt. We entered each other phone numbers into our phones and I headed down the hall with my baskets with Jackie walking me to the door. At the foot of the stairs I put down my baskets and took Jackie in my arms giving her a big kiss. I slipped my hands under her shirt and squeezed her firm ass with both hands. As I was playing with her tongue in her mouth I heard a young voice ask “Mom, is that you?’ with a rather surprised sound to the question.
Jackie released her kiss and opened her eyes to see her daughter on the stairs. She told her hi and, without releasing her hold on me, introduces her to me telling me to say hi to Jenny. I say hi and jenny returns the greeting and said she would talk to her in the apartment. I look at Jenny as he walks toward the apartment and admire Jackie’s fine offspring. Jenny in taller than her mother by a couple inches and sports a killer body. In addition she had long sexy blond hair that fell almost to her waist. Jenny looks back once more at us as I give her bare ass one last good squeeze. That seems to bring a smile to jenny’s face as she enters the apartment.
Jackie pulls my face back to her and gives me one more kiss before heading back to her apartment. She reminded me that Jenny was off limits and I needed to concentrate on her needs right now. I told her that was not a problem and picked up my baskets as I headed back to my apartment. I had to admit keeping Jenny from my dreams would be hard to do as I fantasized about the sexy mom and daughter.
A little while later I got a text from Jackie telling me that she had shared their afternoon encounter. It read: “Jenny approves of new friend. Happy that mom can get her needs met. Wants her needs met too. Said no--- for the moment. Jackie.”
I now have to figure out how long a moment is.
Bio John Smith
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