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.
