First of all, Thank you to all of the members who have provided their support and praise for this thread. I'm doing this for you guys and it feels good to be appreciated! I've got a GREAT update for you all, especially those of you who wanted to see the face of this girl. Let's get on with it:
So it's time for the yearly smoke alarm check up, no joke it
Really is time and I wasn't making it up! Basically I go around to each apartment to test the smoke detectors to make sure they are still operating and I change the batteries so they are good to go for another year. Inside each apartment there are two smoke detectors- one in the living room and one in the hallway to the two bedrooms and half-bath. I just printed up the advance 24-hour notice of intent to enter premise early this morning and by around 6 AM I was slipping the notices under each apartment door.
Just my luck I slipped the notice under the door of apartment #2 and as I got up and turned around there she was coming home. She was wearing a hoodie, sweatpants, and Nikes and she had a duffel bag in her hand. For the sake of this thread, Let's call her "Elizabeth."
Me: Oh hey! Good morning, I was just delivering the notices for the smoke detector check tomorrow. *I step aside so she can put her key in* Coming back from the gym?
Elizabeth: Oh... yeah, gotta get a workout in before I go to work. *She puts her key in and stops and she turns around*
Actually, I'm cat-sitting tomorrow. Do you think you can just check them now? I don't want the cat to run out the door or be freaked out if you come tomorrow and I'm not home.
Me: *Cursing in my mind because I thought I would have some alone time in her apartment tomorrow to do an update for you guys here on the forum* Sure, let me go back upstairs and get my step ladder and tools. (The smoke detectors are screwed into the ceiling with two Philips screws)
Elizabeth: Sure, I'm actually in a rush and I'm probably going to be late for work but I've got to take a quick shower. Just let yourself in.
Me: Sure
Elizabeth:Thanks.
She enters her apartment, closes the door, and I hear her lock it. As I head upstairs to get the equipment I start to debate if I should bring my camera or not.
The shower is inside the full bathroom which is only accessible through the bedroom, and besides it's way too risky to take any shots of her anyways. She said she was in a rush to get to work, so her shower wouldn't be a long one anyways. I grab the step ladder and my tool bag. I toss my camera in the bag thinking
Oh what the hell, it can't hurt to have it just in case. I grab her apartment keys from my drawer and as I head back downstairs, I quickly fish out the Philips head screwdriver from the bag so I don't have to open it in front of her and risk exposing the camera.
I put the key in and enter. The apartment is quiet and the bedroom door is closed.
There's no way she took a shower already, I've only been gone for 2 minutes. I suddenly hear the shower turn on and I have a sigh of relief. I immediately look for the pile of shoes by the door that I saw the last time I was in there but the majority of the heels were gone and there were only the Nikes that she was just wearing and some flip-flops and flats. I think to myself,
Fuck! I look around and consider taking pictures of her flats, maybe even cumming in them really quick since she just began to shower. Then I saw the duffelbag on the floor that she had just brought in. I go right for it and unzip the bag, hoping to find something worthwhile.. and... Oh... My... GOD!!! I am so glad I brought my camera!
Inside I found these:
Two pairs of size 6 Pleaser stripper heels, a red plaid microskirt that doesn't leave anything to the imagination, a tiny white tie-up collared shirt, a prisoner costume, a bow-tie costume, and a Channel carry bag.
I quickly and carefully laid out the outfits on the floor and snapped pictures of them. Saving the heels for last, I opened the Channel bag and found: a wad of cash mostly 20's, some 1's, and two 100's, which were all on top of perfume, lotion, wet wipes, mouthwash, makeup, and condoms. I snapped pictures of these things too.
So now I'm guessing my tenant is a stripper. I
thought I saw some glitter on her neck when she arrived at her door. Then I found on the inside pocket of the bag a card for a strip club and this confirmed my guess. I later looked up the strip club and realized it is a two-hour drive from here. We're in a major metropolitan city and there are plenty of strip clubs within city limits. But I think she doesn't want to run into anyone she knows so that's why she chose to work at a club that is so far away.
I carefully put the items back into the bag as I had found them and took out her heels. These are Gorgeous heels as you can see and they smelled of lotion mixed with cigarette smoke. There isn't a lot of wear and tear on them so she must have just gotten these recently, also maybe she just started stripping recently because she doesn't have a metal money box like the strippers that I have seen walking around with.
I snapped pictures of the heels and I felt safe knowing that I have the sound of the shower as an indicator as to when she will come out of the bedroom. Just for the hell of it I put her Driver's License which was laying on the counter where she had put her keys after coming in along with the heels.
I was lucky enough to quickly shoot a load onto them and take pictures before she got out of the shower. I panicked for a second there because I had gotten ahead of myself and didn't know what to use to clean off my cum. The shower stopped and my heart was thumping between my ears.
Ah hah! I quickly pulled out a couple of the wetwipes from the bag and thankfully they did the trick. I put everything back inside the duffel bag.
HERE'S THE CLIP: http://xhamster.com/xembed.php?video=5186346
I quickly changed the battery in the living room. Then I set up the stepladder in the hallway and was about to climb up to start working on the second smoke detector when Elizabeth opened the bedroom door. She was dressed in a business suit and a pair of tan-ish cream heels. So that's where she keeps her shoes now! Part of me wonders if she keeps them there because she had left her stripper heels out the last time I came in for the emergency repair. Her hair was still wet but it was clear she was in a rush.
Elizabeth: All set?
*I folded the stepladder and she walked by me now that there's room in the hallway.*
Me: Yep! All done!
*She picks up her duffel bag, probably because she still has to put on her makeup and everything is inside.*
Elizabeth: Okay, thanks!
Me: No problem, have a good day at work!
*I head for the door and she shows me out. I sprint upstairs back to my apartment not believing my luck.*