Chapter 38: Chapter 38
Ray opened the door a little wider, half-expecting to see Kevin’s angry face. But the moment he saw who was actually standing there, his expression shifted.
It wasn’t Kevin.
Standing in front of him was the apartment owner — a hot MILF in her mid-30s with smooth pale skin, slightly messy wavy hair, and faded red lipstick still on her lips. A strong smell of nicotine hit Ray the second the door opened. She was holding a half-smoked cigarette in her right hand.
"Ray," she said in a slightly raspy voice from smoking, "you haven’t paid this month’s rent yet. Did you forget?"
Ray froze for a second before quickly nodding. "Oh right, sorry. Almost forgot. I’ll transfer it now."
He didn’t want to drag it out. He immediately pulled out his phone, opened his banking app, and typed in the rent amount. His hand trembled slightly as he realized how awkward his situation was — his dick still hadn’t been washed since it was in and out of Julia’s mouth and rubbing against her big tits earlier.
While typing, Ray accidentally glanced at the landlord’s bare arm. Her skin looked smooth and pale, slightly shiny from a thin layer of sweat. The thick smell of cigarettes mixed with her cheap perfume, and Ray immediately felt a twitch in his pants. His dick, which had gone soft after arguing with Julia, was slowly getting hard again.
"Shit... just finished with Julia, now the landlord’s making me horny again," Ray thought. "Her cigarette smell is addictive, and my dick’s still dirty... this feels so fucking wrong."
The landlord stood casually in front of the door, occasionally taking a drag from her cigarette while watching Ray hurry to transfer the money. She had no idea he was desperately trying to hide the half-hard bulge in his pants.
"Just transfer it to the usual account," she said while blowing smoke to the side. "Don’t be late again next month."
Ray nodded quickly. "Yeah, got it."
He sent the proof of transfer through WhatsApp. But the whole time, he couldn’t stop his eyes from drifting toward her chest, which was slightly visible through her thin shirt. The strong nicotine smell kept hitting his nose, making his head feel dizzy and horny at the same time.
After the transfer went through, the landlord nodded, satisfied.
"Alright, thanks. Don’t be late again, Ray."
She turned to leave, but suddenly paused and gave Ray a quick once-over. Maybe because of the tense look on his face and the red mark on his cheek from Julia’s slap.
"What happened to your face?" she asked with a small smirk. "Just had a fight with your girlfriend?"
Ray quickly touched his cheek. "Ah... no, Ma’am. I just slipped earlier."
The MILF just smirked again and continued walking down the hallway. The smell of her cigarette lingered in the air even after she left.
Ray quietly closed the door behind her. The second it shut, he leaned his back against it and let out a long breath.
"Fuck... my dick’s still dirty, just finished with Julia, and now the landlord’s got me hard again. This apartment is actually insane," he muttered while adjusting his half-hard dick in his pants.
He walked back to his computer in a bit of a rush, trying to distract himself by checking the streaming gear he wanted to buy. But his head was still full of images of smooth pale skin, the thick smell of cigarettes, and the uncomfortable feeling of his unwashed dick.
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Ray eventually decided to take a shower first. His body felt sticky and he could still smell Julia’s spit on his hands, especially since his dick hadn’t been cleaned at all since earlier. After showering and changing into something more comfortable, he stood in front of the mirror for a moment, looking at the faint red mark still on his cheek.
"Still bright outside... might as well go out for a bit," he muttered. "I’m so fucking bored of just being a janitor in the gym every day."
Ray grabbed his keys and phone, then walked toward the front door. He was genuinely looking forward to getting out of the apartment, even if it was just for a short walk around the complex or to the nearby minimarket. But right as his hand touched the door handle—
Knock... Knock...
Ray stopped immediately. His heart started pounding again.
"Ah shit... this has to be Kevin," he thought. "Julia probably called him again and told him some weird shit. Guess we’re about to fight."
He took a deep breath, his face tightening up. His right hand slowly clenched into a fist, ready to swing if he had to the second he opened the door. Ray was convinced it was Kevin coming to start trouble. His heartbeat got faster, adrenaline starting to kick in.
Carefully but firmly, Ray swung the door wide open, ready to face an angry Kevin.
But the moment the door opened...
Ray opened the door wider, fully expecting to see Kevin’s pissed-off face. But standing in front of him was Karl — the cringe one.
"Brooo! Ray! Finally, man!" Karl said way too enthusiastically. He immediately stepped forward, one hand already reaching out like he was about to stop the door from closing. "I heard you got fired from the gym. For real, bro? I was shocked as hell when I found out. That’s why I came straight here. You’ve been having some real bad luck lately, huh?"
Ray just stood there frozen in the doorway. His face was completely flat, eyebrows twitching in pure irritation.
After a few unenthusiastic replies from Ray, they finally headed out of the apartment building. Karl walked over to his car, which was parked a bit crooked on the side of the road.
"Come on, hop in bro. I’ll take you for a quick drive around. You could probably use some fresh air after getting fired, right?"
Ray climbed in without saying much. As soon as the door shut, Karl started the car and drove off.
A few second later, Karl suddenly turned to him, sounding way too excited.
"Yo Ray, I’m gonna use some of your jokes later, alright? Self-deprecating stuff is trending hard right now."
Ray frowned and looked over at him, confused.
"Huh?"
