My Landlady

PART 1

This started when I headed to Singapore for my tertiary studies. Just like the many students from all over the world studying there, I too needed to rent a place to stay. Being a very expensive country when it comes to rent, among other things, I had very little choice but to rent a single bedroom, and even that was more expensive than I expected. Getting one with a suitable location and a good environment is another story. Fortunately, after looking for several weeks and visiting more than ten locations, I arrived at Susan's apartment.

The initial impression was great - it was in a quiet neighborhood and about an hour's journey by bus to school. What's even better was that Susan only lived with her husband in that 3-room apartment; her only son had just gotten married and moved out to live with his wife. Susan and her husband (whom I call 'Uncle', as he was quite much older than her) occupied the master bedroom while another was a study; the last bedroom was available to be rented out to me. I had to use the common bathroom because only the master bedroom has its own attached bathroom.

Susan was in her early fifties while her husband was in his late sixties (I assumed). At that age, Uncle was retired and spent most of his time at home. It was only Susan who was still working as a secretary at a shipping company. Therefore, the rent did indeed come as handy as additional income.

Now Susan isn't what you'd call pretty or hot but she had a very friendly and happy nature - always smiling from ear to ear and cracking jokes whenever possible. She was also on the plump side and wore thick glasses and had curly black hair – all traits which are not exactly associated with being attractive. But on the other hand, she had one of the most perfect complexion I have ever seen on anyone, young or old - except perhaps babies – with her milky fair skin from her face to her arms and hands to her legs. In addition to that, she was blessed with quite an ample bosom which was quite obvious to see no matter what she was wearing. Being a young man full of curiosity, raging hormones and not having any experience with the female gender, that caught my eye indeed. That was definitely another perk of renting that bedroom from Susan.

I moved in soon, ready to start the brand-new chapter of my young life.

PART 2

The timetable for the first year at school was surprisingly relaxed – I counted a total of less than 20 hours of classes for a five-day week; that meant an average of only about 3-4 hours a day. I knew that there would be projects, homework and lots of studying required but that also mean that I had the flexibility to arrange my studying and homework hours around my timetable. I could also choose to do my work either at school or at home after classes.

When I got home from school on the first day, I was absolutely exhausted from absorbing all the new information which was overwhelming to say the least. Fortunately, it was nice and quiet as Uncle was in his room while Susan was still not back from work, although it was approaching dinnertime. I just wanted to take a nice cool shower, lay down and relax a bit, before I worry about my dinner. I wasn’t feeling the least bit hungry.

However, I was too excited about the new school term and the classes the next day to spend more than 10 mins in my bed. When I got out of my room to head out for dinner, I was greeted by the ever-smiling face of Susan, having just returned from her work, still in her work clothes which were a beige buttoned blouse and a white floral skirt which covered past her knees.

Susan: Have you had dinner? I bought you something.

Me: Oh, I was actually heading out to get mine.

Susan: Good then, come join us for dinner. No need to waste time going in search of food.

Without giving me a chance to respond, she held my arm and led me to the dining table. I was surprised but I complied.

Not surprisingly, Uncle was already at the table ready to dig in. He invited me to come join them as soon as he saw me and we all started eating soon enough. Wow, nice place and now a free dinner – it was a good day indeed!

Almost as soon as Uncle was done, he headed back to his room to catch his television drama series, leaving Susan and myself to finish up and yes, to clean up. This was the time before every home has wifi and definitely the time before streaming services so there were certain times to catch one’s favourite shows and that’s what Uncle was doing.

To show my appreciation for the dinner, I rushed to do the dishes, much to the surprise of Susan who protested a bit but gave in in the end. She went on to clean up the dining table which was only a short distance from the kitchen sink. Unintentionally, my eyes followed her even while my hands were doing the washing – observing her how her body moved while she went about her motions. Oh how her bosom swayed when she was wiping up the kitchen table surface – how the outline of her bra showed through the fabric of her light-coloured blouse. I imagined how tight her bra must be to keep her massive bosom in place. At one point, she bent down to retrieve the napkin she dropped on the floor, and in the process revealed her nice deep cleavage with her milky white skin. That view was amazing but a pity that it only lasted for a second.

I wanted to see more; I wondered how…