“Hey Jen, how’s the yoga going?” I asked as I walked out to the rooftop patio of our building.
Jen looked over and gave a stare that seemed… off a little, “Ah, ok, thanks Jim.” she replied hesitantly.
Which was understandable really. Jen had moved into the building a few months ago to attend the local university and had made it very clear that she looked down her nose at all of the tenants in the building.
That was a little weird, it wasn’t like we were leapers or anything, and the building itself was quite upscale. It took a few weeks for the rumors to get around, and it turned out that Jen’s condo had been bought for her by her parents to teach her a lesson “in the real world” as she had put it to one of the residents.
Jen’s family was, well, rich. Not just normal rich either, but the truly wealthy, and Jen had grown up around that kind of wealth all her life, even if her parents had worked their way up from the middle class.
Which was fine, a bratty little university student in the building wasn’t that bad, and as long as she stayed away from me it didn’t bother me.
The problem came about two months ago when, for no reason I could sus out, Jen decided I was going to be the target of her anger towards her parents. After a few weeks of harassment, including going to the condo board to complain about the colour of my drapes of all things, I’d decided it was time to take things into my own hands.
I’d been on of the original residents of the condo and had been on the first condo board. Back then we’d had some major problems with our Internet service provider, and with my background in IT, I’d let the move to create our own ISP for the building and I still managed it.
Getting access to her in unit network had been easy and hacking her devices pretty straight forward. For the last four weeks or so all her displays had been blasting out subliminal messages at her, which was slowly resolving the issue.
I walked past Jen as she continued her Yoga, giving her ass a little shake as I did so, which I doubt she even consciously realized.
“Oh… Hi Jim!” Jen said with a smile as she stepped into the elevator in her Yoga outfit while holding her Yoga matt.
“Hey Jen, going up for some more Yoga?” I asked with a smile.
Jen rolled her eyes and “slapped” my shoulder gently, “Oh you silly goose… of course!” she replied holding up her matt.
She turned around and moved in close beside me and played with her hair a little with her free hand as she bit her lower lip gently. The doors of the elevator closed and we started moving up towards the roof until she finally broke the silence.
“Say Jim… ah… I just wanted to say sorry about all that stuff a few weeks ago. You seem like a good guy and I don’t know why I was being so… bitchy, to you.”
“Hmmm? Oh, yeah, don’t worry just stress from school I sure.”
Her forehead furrowed and a frown crossed her lips, “Yeah… school…” she mumbled just as the bing sounded and the doors slide open.
I waved my hand to let Jen leave first and a giant smile crossed her lips again, “Thanks Jim, you’re such a gentleman.”
“Oh my god, can you beleive it?!? How can they kick me out of my condo and cut me off just because I dropped out of school?!?” Jen nearly shouted as we sat on the rooftop patio.
Jen was still in her Yoga outfit and was playing with her hair as she vented at me.
“Well, I mean, you can’t really blame them. I mean, from what you say, that was the deal. Get a degree and then a job and they’ll bank role your lifestyle until you can support yourself.” I said with a shrug.
“Yeah… but… but school is hard!” she replied with a pout.
I suppressed a chuckle as she repeated verbatim one of the subliminal messages she’d been seeing for months now.
“So, what’s the plan then?” I asked innocently.
She let out a big sigh and her shoulders slumped, “I don’t know… I just don’t wanna think about it. They gave me to the end of the month and that seems like so far away…”
“Well, if you need somewhere to crash for a bit, I’ve got a spare room…” I suggested.
Her face instantly lit up and her smile sparkled, but at the same time I watched her nipples harden beneath her Yoga top, “Thanks! But… I… I couldn’t impose like that.”
“Well, keep it in mind.” I said with a shrug.
Jen plopped her last bag of clothes into the closet and then closed the door before turning back to me with a smile on her lips.
“That it?” I asked.
“Yep!” she replied and then wiggled her ass over to where I was standing and threw her arms around me and gave me a big hug, “You’re just the best Jim! I can’t thank you enough for letting me stay in your spare room until I can figure things out.”
“No problem Jen, my pleasure.” I replied returning the hug and letting my hands wander down her back towards her ass, which she didn’t do anything to stop.
She hesitated to break the hug, but eventually she did, “I guess I should unpack a few things…” she said and I nodded and left her to it.
My eyes opened slowly as the morning sunlight from my bedroom windows shone across my bed and I was about to stretch out when I felt a warmth around my dick.
I pulled the sheets back in a single motion and there was Jen’s long blond hair draped over my body as her head slowly bobbed up and down.
“Jen?!?” I said with surprise.
She sucked hard on my dick and then pulled up until she popped off the end with a giant smile on her face. Before she said anything she pushed herself up and wrapped her tits around my rock hard shaft and pushed them together.
“Hey Jim…” she replied with a blush, “I was having such a hard time trying to figure out the best way to thank you for letting me stay for the last couple of weeks when I finally figure it out!” she said with a sparkle in her eyes.
“But… but Jen…” I started, faking a surprise as best I could.
“Ooooo… butts…” she coed and slid up my body and placed her lips on mine, out tongues dancing, until she pushed herself up then turned around before grabbing my shaft and guiding it right in to her pussy and giving her ass a good shake.
I reached out and grabbed hold of her perfect ass and gave it a hard squeeze as she bounced up and down, “Yes Jim! Grab my ass! God I’ve been dreaming of you grabbing my ass while I fuck you forever!”
“Have you been dreaming of this too?” I asked as I raised my hand and gave her ass a good hard slap.
“OH GOD YES!” she cried out and I watched goosebumps form all over her body as she shivered and stopped for just a moment before resuming.
“So Jim, Jen has told us a lot about you.” Mr. Wells said as Jen and her mother walked away from the table towards the ladies room.
“Nothing too bad I hope?” I replied with a smile.
“Not at all, she’s absolutely glowing about you… and we’ve seen a big change in her as well, she’s so much more mature. She’s even talking about going back to school again… if in something a little less challenging than Environmental Engineering.” he replied.
“Well, we have talked quite a bit about what she wants to do with her life. She seems to have a real passion for fashion design, so I’m sure she’ll excel at it.”
“Yes, I’m sure she will. Environmental Engineering was Judy’s suggestion for Jen, I never thought it an… appropriate, choice for her.” Mr. Wells said with a smirk.
“Well, I just supporting her in whatever she wants to do. I’m sure a college fashion course will fit her interests very well, and I’m happy to pay for her education.” I replied.
Mr. Wells shook his head, “Don’t be silly. We’re happy to pay her tuition, you’re doing more than enough by letting her stay with you.”
“Well I’m sure she wouldn’t complain if you did.” I said with a wink and he gave a chuckle in response just as the ladies returned.
Jen and her mother looked very similar in some ways; long blonde hair, great facial features, in great physical shape. But there were some differences; her mother’s hair was bleached blonde to almost white, her lips were plump with fillers, her tits sat high and were round from the implants, and she showed off those tits to full effect with a deep cleavage. Jen was all natural and was wearing a very respectful summer dress.
“And what were you too laughing at?” Jen’s mother asked as the arrived.
“Oh nothing important dear.” Mr. Wells replied and gave me a wink.
They took their seats and Jen snuggled in close to me as she looped her arm around mine. For the rest of the dinner she remained mostly silent, just nodding or giving one word answers as her father and I conducted the majority of the conversation around her and his wife.
When we left I was confident that Jen’s relationship with her parents had been repaired, which meant when we married they’d be happy to welcome me into the family.
