You walk down the hallway, smelling the scent of drying paint coming from the partially open door of 3A. Pausing in front of one door you knock on it, hearing a woman's voice call out and footsteps hurrying towards the door.
"Hello?" The woman asks as she opens the door slightly, peeking out at you from behind the door. "What do you want?"
"Hi, I'm , I'm the buildings new superintendent. Are Mrs. Gould?" You ask after introducing yourself.
"Yes, I'm Karen Gould, it's nice to meet you, Mr. ." She says with a warm smile as she lets the door swing all the way open. "Won't you come in? Mark is still at work and I'm just getting dinner ready." She says as she leads you into the apartment. You follow her into the neatly decorated kitchen as you surreptiously check her out. Mrs. Gould is a petite blond, standing barely over 5 feet tall and probably weighing under 100 pounds. Her long blonde hair is pulled back in two pigtails giving the impression that she is a very young girl. The only thing that doesn't make her look like a small child is the pair of round full breasts under her tight white tee-shirt. "So, Mrs. Gould..." You start to say as you eye her slender hips and rounded ass as she moves easily around the kitchen.
"Oh, please call me Karen." She says with a small giggle as she glances over her shoulder at you, catching you admiring her legs in her jean shorts.
"Okay, Karen." You respond, blushing slightly in embarassment for being caught leering at her. "If you have any problems with anything just call me and I'll take care of them."
"I'll be sure to do that, ," She tells you with another small giggle. "Actually I'm having a problem that maybe you can help me with now." She tells you as she glances you up and down.
"Really, what's wrong?" You ask. |