Have you guys ever encountered a gorgeous landlady when renting an apartment?

I live just opposite mine. Initially, I think she's an aloof beauty. That impression changes when I catch her swaying her hips as she sweeps the staircase one day.

Later, after we get to know each other better, she enthusiastically invites me to her place for some fun.

One day, I hide in her closet and watch her and her husband get it on…

My landlord's name was Leah Burke. She was in her early 20s and had a smoking hot body with delightfully smooth skin.

Leah often donned dresses of various designs. Whenever she passed by, I could vaguely see the lacey texture of her underwear.

It had been almost a month since I moved in, but she never greeted me whenever we saw each other. She was quite a standoffish beauty.

This afternoon, I signed a big business deal. It delighted my boss so much that he had me get off work early as a reward. Little did I expect to see my gorgeous landlord outside my apartment door.

Leah donned a white dress with a high slit and a pair of stiletto heels, and she wore her hair in a bun. Everything about her appearance made her seem like an angel at that moment.

Her back faced me as she cleaned the staircase with a broom. Because of that, I got to enjoy the sight of her hips whenever she bent forward.

I had rented a small and old-fashioned apartment with no elevators, so the only way to my unit was by taking the stairs. I assumed the apartment would be shabby due to its age, but I was later surprised by how clean it was.

That was thanks to Leah.

Leah cleaned from the top floor's staircase to the ground floor and was getting closer to me. Yet, she didn't notice my presence.

It was unclear if Leah's swaying movements had attracted my attention or if I had simply drunk too much alcohol that day. For some reason, images of movie scenes flickered in my head.

My mind was full of movies where the landlord had a steamy romance with the male lead. My body heated up as I pictured scenes from those movies.

Eventually, I walked over to Leah.

Leah happened to be cleaning the last flight of stairs. She stepped backward as she cleaned and eventually pressed her back against me.

My throat ran dry just then. I cautiously tapped Leah's back and said, "Ms. Burke…?"

"Oh my God!" Leah yelped. She wondered who she had backed into while bent over, but I spoke up and instantly frightened her.

"S-Seth Zaffino?" Leah covered her mouth in shock. Then, she questioned with a panicked voice, "What are you doing here?"

"Well, I happened to get off work and saw you, so I thought I'd say hi." I retracted my hand at once and scratched my head, feeling bad for startling her.

"Oh, I see." Leah peered at me before adding, "How is it that you're so quiet when you walk? Gosh, it gave me a fright!"

"Perhaps you were too focused on sweeping the stairs." While saying that, I seized the chance to glance at her body.

I had mentioned before that she was smoking hot. That said, I never imagined she would be so full-bosomed that the buttons were close to popping open.

Leah covered herself once she saw me staring at her. "What are you looking at?"

Her eyes reddened as she glowered at me.

"N-Nothing!" Although unwilling, I looked away. "I just think you're really pretty, Ms. Burke. You've got a great figure, too—"

"Hmph! You dumb drunkard!" Leah chased me away with her broom. "Leave now! Go back to your unit or I'll call for help!"

"Why would you call for help? It's not like I did anything to you…" I wanted to reason with her, but she shot me another piercing glare.

She was already attractive, but her intense stares made me want to have my way with her on the spot. I couldn't help but gulp at that thought.

"Alright, alright. I'm going!" After saying that, I unwillingly returned home and closed the door to my unit.

Leah scoffed before returning to her unit with bright red, heated cheeks.

I lay on the bed that night, and the scene of when Leah backed into me while sweeping the floor kept replaying in my head. I couldn't help but feel lonely, so I turned on my phone and was about to reward myself by watching a movie.

That was when I heard some sounds from the neighboring apartment unit. Those noises would have made anyone blush and have their heart rates speed up.

The sounds were soft at first, but for some reason, they grew louder later on.

Could it be that Leah was pleasuring herself at home? I left my bed and walked to the window to peer at Leah's unit.

The lights in her unit were on, so she was evidently still awake. Through the window, I could vaguely see the smooth skin of her feet. I was eagerly ogling her, hoping to see some action.

That was when Leah seemed to sense something was amiss. She suddenly approached her window and pulled the curtains tightly shut.

Darn it! Although I was miserable and unable to relieve myself, I could only suppress my arousal and return to my bed.

Since then, I paid close attention to any noises from the neighboring unit every night after I came home.

The soundproofing in this old-fashioned apartment wasn't the best. So, I could always hear those euphoric moans from the neighboring unit late at night.

Leah's voice would lull me to sleep nightly. That was why I became bolder when interacting with her.

My initial moves toward her were like before; I patted her back and greeted her whenever she swept the floor. Eventually, I gained the confidence to occasionally hold her by the waist or give her butt a light smack.

She would snap at me at first, but with time, she only narrowed her eyes at me. That later turned into stares while pitifully biting her lower lip. Seeing her pouty and upset made me want to pick on her more.

Yet, I didn't do anything more than greet her with these unique methods. That was because I knew she had a husband.

…

When work ended today, I headed home like always and saw Leah cleaning the space. Surprisingly, she wore a bodycon dress this time, along with some black lace underwear. She was clearly trying to seduce me!

My ex-girlfriend and I had broken up a year ago, so I hadn't been intimate with anyone in a long time. Seeing Leah in such arousing attire nearly gave me a nosebleed.

"Hey, Leah." I patted her shoulder while remarking, "You're cleaning the stairs again in the middle of the day?"

"What's wrong with that?" Leah rolled her eyes at me. "You and the other tenants are to blame. It's your fault for not paying more attention to hygiene and throwing cigarette butts everywhere!"

"You're pretty dedicated, huh?" I eyed her with impure intentions as I casually mentioned, "The water pipe in my unit is clogged. Can you fix it?"

"Clogged? That's not possible!" She frowned. "I heard you flushing your toilet this morning. You're not lying to me, are you, Seth?"

"I would never dare do such a thing! Besides, my unit has more than one water pipe. I have pipes in my kitchen, bedroom, and throughout my unit. Why don't you come in and look at it for now? Maybe we can plunge or push something into the pipe to unclog it."

Leah seemed to recall something and flushed when I suggested "plunging the pipe." She gripped her broom tightly while glancing at me. "W-Well, I'll take a look, then."

"Sure!" I smilingly said while unlocking the door to my unit.

Although I wasn't home all day, my ex-girlfriend trained me well enough to ensure I always kept things clean and tidy. Even my room was clean.

Leah was no longer as nervous once she saw how spotless my apartment was. "Which pipe is broken, Seth? Hurry up and let me have a look."

"Alright, alright! What's the rush, Leah?" I chuckled before taking Leah's hand and leading her to the kitchen.

"W-What are you trying to do?" Leah was rattled as I stepped closer until my body was practically pressed against hers. She shrieked, "Seth, don't—"