Old-Fashioned Values

[KinkySubGirl]

Ashley answered the Craigslist advertisement two days ago. A man was looking for a college roommate, and specified he wanted someone who was very clean and tidy. He also hoped the roommate would be a skilled cook, and also asked that any applicants send a picture along with their query.

Ashley had found a typical image of herself on Facebook, attached it to the email, and explained how excited she would be to live so close to the college campus. She said she was a college freshman, 19 years old, who was planning to study nursing. She hoped he would give her the chance to come out and see the room, and wished him the best of luck, blah blah blah.

Just an hour ago, she'd gotten a call from the man who asked if she was still interested. She tried to contain her enthousiasm, but made it clear she would like to come out as soon as possible to see the place.

And now here she was, pulling up outside the building. Ashley had her most important possessions already packed and in the trunk, hoping that everything could be worked out today and she could get moved in. After all, classes started on Monday. . . She had waited too long to start looking for an apartment, and she could count her remaining options on one hand.

Ashley walked up to the door of the apartment, which looked fairly nice from outside. It was the end of the summer, and she wore a pair of tight cotton shorts along with a tank top and flip flops. Her hair was pulled into a side ponytail, and she stood nervously before the door for a moment before she finally took a deep breath and knocked.

"Well, here goes nothing," she said.

 

[BurningMonkey]

David went to answer the door dressed in his normal daily wear, khaki cargo shorts and a golf shirt. With short grey hair--he had them use clippers; too much bother to have long hair--and a close-trimmed grey full beard, he looked to be in his late forties to mid-fifties. Which was good, in his opinion; a man should look like who and what he was.

He opened the door to see a lovely young blonde standing there. He made the instant, automatic evaluation that men always do when encountering a new female: Pretty face, nice tits, nice ass, good legs. Fuckable, very fuckable.

But personality was key, of course; he needed someone who was not just attractive; he needed someone...malleable. Moldable.

"Hello. Are you Ashley?" He asked. "Good to see that you're on time; punctuality is important. Please come in."

 

[KinkySubGirl]

Ashley smiled back at David. "Yes, I'm Ashley. It's nice to meet you!" she said, offering her hand.

After David asked her to come in, Ashley stepped past him into the house, her hips swaying in the tight shorts, as she looked around the room. "Nice place!" she said, looking around at the leather couch and very masculine decor in the room. She liked the hardwood floors, and the whole room was very spacious.

She turned back to David, and gave him a polite smile. He was a little older than she had expected for someone living so close to the college, but this spot was literally perfect! Plus, this would be her first time living away from her father, so maybe it would be nice to have an older man around in case she needed advice about anything.

She smiled shyly at David. "So, wanna show me around?"

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[BurningMonkey]

David was impressed. "You're a very polite young lady," he said, approvingly. "It's so seldom one finds a young lady of your age who knows how to be respectful. I've had a number of prospective roommates coming through, and you'd be amazed at how rude and offhand they can be."

He led Ashley upstairs and down the hallway, pointing out the bathroom, his room, and what would be her room if she moved in. "None of them were suitable, unfortunately," he continued. "I do hope we can come to an agreement, as I'd like to get this off my plate as soon as possible."

Returning back down to the main floor, he showed her the dining room, the kitchen, and his office, just off the main room. "I spend a lot of time in here; I'm a writer, and so I would require quiet in the house so I can concentrate. That means no loud music, and no parties here, though you can have visitors. Just so long as they're quiet. Can you agree to that?"

 

[Adelyn]

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[KinkySubGirl]

"You're a very polite young lady," he said, approvingly. "It's so seldom one finds a young lady of your age who knows how to be respectful. I've had a number of prospective roommates coming through, and you'd be amazed at how rude and offhand they can be."

Ashley smiled, brushing her hair back. "I was taught to be respectful of my elders," she said, then blushing, hoping he wasn't offended by being called her "elder."

Ashley kept track of where the rooms were as they passed through the house, wanting to remember them all later, just in case she got the room. She smiled as she noticed a swimming pool in the backyard. That would be an awesome bonus to living here!

Ashley listened to David's requests, nodding and meeting his eyes. She definitely wanted it to be clear that she truly was respectful, and also a good listener. If he was picky, she would have to be careful to live up to his standards.

"I can definitely agree to that," she said. "No parties, no loud music, and no loud friends either. I can respect your space when you're working, too."

"I think I would be great to live with, because I do tend to keep quiet. I bet half the time you wouldn't even know I was there!" She giggled nervously. "Is there anything else you're looking for in a roommate? Any other requirements, or questions for me?"

 

[BurningMonkey]

He looked her up and down, unsmiling. "Yes, as a matter of fact, there are some other 'requirements'. You'll have noticed that the rent is ridiculously low by neighborhood standards. That's because I will require housekeeping and cooking duties from my renter. I used to pay a housekeeper, and rent the room, but it didn't make any sense to me to pay over half or more of the rent I got to a housekeeper. So I thought I'd give a break on the rent to whoever moved in in return for keeping the place up and preparing meals."

"The last applicant didn't want to clean; she thought that was beneath her. Some feminist hogwash, I suppose; they've infected so many of the young women with their nonsense. When I was growing up, men were men and women were women, and everybody knew their place and their job, and the world moved along smoothly. Now we have men who are catering and women who want to be engineers and airline pilots and who knows what-all." He shook his head, disapprovingly. "I don't know where we'll all end up, but I predict it won't be good."

He peered down at her through lowered eyelids. "I hope you don't subscribe to all that nonsense. Do you?" The implication was clear; her answer could determine whether or not she got the room.

 

[KinkySubGirl]

Ashley listened to David as he explained his last roommate, and why she didn't get to keep the room. She wouldn't cook or clean? That seemed easy enough, especially for the room's cost.

Then he started talking about feminism and "hogwash," whatever that meant. She wasn't quite sure what David meant when he said "men were men and women were women," but Ashley thought of herself as decidedly female, maybe even a little bit of a girly-girl. She had never been called a tomboy, and had never been interested in sports other than gymnastics.

She stood with her hands clasped behind her back as she listened, trying to follow the point he was making. David ended with, "I don't know where we'll all end up, but I predict it won't be good."

Ashley shook her head in disdain. "I think you really nailed it," she said, sighing and making a "What can you do?" kind of shrug.

"I hope you don't subscribe to all that nonsense. Do you?" David said, his voice carrying a grave tone.

She didn't know much about feminism, since things had always seemed pretty equal between men and women anyway. She didn't know whether things had been a lot different back when David was younger--40 or or 50 years ago, maybe?--but she knew that if a certain feminine attitude was needed to keep this apartment, she could do it.

Shaking her head, Ashley said, "No, I'm definitely not a feminist. I think men should be men and women should be women, too. I think I act pretty much like a woman is supposed to, but if I am wrong about anything, I am also willing to learn!"

With that, Ashley smiled sweetly at David, hoping her response met his approval.

 

[BurningMonkey]

"Good," David nodded approvingly. "It's sad that too many women nowadays don't look or act like women anymore, to the detriment of us all."

He looked Ashley up and down one last time before, "Well, I believe you'll be suitable. How soon would you be considering moving in?"

 

[KinkySubGirl]

Ashley shrugged at David's question. "Well, how about tomorrow? I would love to get moved as soon as possible. I don't have a lot to pack up, either. Is tomorrow too soon?"

 

[BurningMonkey]

"Tomorrow would be fine," David answered, and held out his hand. Ashley shook it.

As he showed her to the door, David hesitated. "There is one thing I'd like to mention at the outset," he said. "Your manner of dress...it's not that I have anything against shorts, it's just that they're not very...'ladylike', shall we say? I'd prefer it if you would wear skirts or dresses, at least in the house. I'm much more comfortable with that. Shorts like you're wearing make you look...well, 'boyish'. So if you wouldn't mind...? In future, whenever you're at home, I'd prefer you wear a skirt or a dress."

 

[KinkySubGirl]

Ashley nodded her head with a smile. That was an odd request, but would be easy enough to respect! After all, she had quite a few skirts and dresses already.

Making sure not to smile at his quaint and old fashioned request, Ashley said, "Certainly, sir, I have plenty of dresses and skirts. I hadn't thought of them as 'boyish,' but I don't mind giving them up. Not at all."

Ashley said goodbye and went back to her parents' house, finishing her packing that night, leaving every pair of shorts--and her pants, which she imagined he would also object to--where they were. She arrived the next day in a short skirt and a tanktop with some strappy sandals, a perky smile on her face.

As he answered the door, Ashley said, "Hiya! Thanks for letting me move in so soon!"

 

[BurningMonkey]

"Hello, Ashley. Welcome. No need to thank me; the timing was fortuitous," David said as he looked her up and down, critically. He nodded approvingly. "Thank you for wearing a skirt, even if it is a bit...'abbreviated', shall we say? It looks much more feminine. It suits you."

He helped her carry her few boxes of belongings into the house and up to the room that would be hers. When everything was moved--it wasn't much, and didn't take a lot of time--he said, "Good. Well, I'd better get back to my work. If you don't mind, I'd like to eat about five o'clock. After you're settled somewhat, you can acquaint yourself with the kitchen and figure out something for dinner. If you find anything deficient, let me know. We'll establish a weekly budget for groceries, and I'll put the money in a noted place so you never have to worry about where it is.

"Later we'll go over your schedule of classes and establish a daily and weekly routine. I like routine; it keeps things orderly. And once again, welcome. It will be nice to have a woman's touch and presence in the place." With a final smile he made his way downstairs to his study.

 

[KinkySubGirl]

"Thank you for wearing a skirt, even if it is a bit...'abbreviated', shall we say? It looks much more feminine. It suits you."

Ashley smiled and gave a little nod. "Thank you," she said, wondering what he meant by 'abbreviated.' Was he saying it was old fashioned? Too long? A dumb color?

In her new room with her boxes on the bed, Ashley began moving her items in, organizing the dresser and the closet. It was only ten minutes later when she checked to see if the door had a lock. It did not have a lock on the inside, but could be locked from the outside, which didn't seem very useful. She locked the door anyway and made her way down to the kitchen.

Sorting through the fridge, she found a variety of options, and took out a couple of steaks. Ashley put in her ear buds and began listening to music, lip syncing to the music as she cooked, shaking her hips a little as she waited for the meal to cook.

When the steak was almost finished, she made them both salads, sprinkling on nuts and cheeses. It was just a few minutes after five when dinner was ready. She took a couple beers from the fridge and looked around for David.

 

[BurningMonkey]

He could smell the aroma of steak wafting through the house, even in his study. Good girl, he thought. She'd gotten right to work, as he'd requested.

He put the final touches on the paragraph he was writing, closed the file, and got up to go into the other room. As he entered the living room he saw Ashley just coming from the kitchen. "Oh," she said. "I was just coming to find you. Dinner is ready." And she turned and walked back into the kitchen, where the table was set and the food smelled delicious.

He followed behind her, noting with interest and approval the way her ass moved and made the skirt swing from side to side. Yes, I think she'll be a fun one...

As he sat, he noted the beers on the table. "Oh, that will never do! Steak deserves wine, don't you think? Fetch a bottle from that rack, will you dear? A red one--burgundy, or a pinot noir. They say right on the label. We should have a drink or two with dinner to celebrate your moving in."

 

[KinkySubGirl]

Ashley smiled and said, "Sure thing!" She turned and walked over to the wine rack, bending to the second row to the bottom and reading the labels of the red wines. She selected a pinot, then got to work uncorking it. It was tough work--she much preferred the twist-off caps. Ashley wondered if twist-off caps were something David was opposed to because they weren't old-fashioned enough....

She pulled the cork free, then brought two glasses to the table and leaned over, pouring a glass for each of them. Then, with a smile, she left the bottle on the table and handed him his glass.

"In celebration of me moving in!" Ashley said, extending her glass. "Thank you for being such a nice host!" she said with a smile. "I hope you find me to be the best roommate you've ever had!"

 

[BurningMonkey]

David very much enjoyed the view as she bent over to read the labels on the wine bottles; the skirt she was wearing rode up enough to display a generous amount of upper thigh and the lower curve of her ass cheeks. And when she bent over the table to pour the wine, the tank top gapped and sagged, revealing a nice, tunnel view of cleavage...

"Yes," he responded warmly to the proposed toast. "I do believe you're going to be an excellent roommate..."

The steaks were excellent, and the wine went great with it. Ashley was feeling it a bit when they finished the bottle, and didn't object at all when David suggested opening a second one while they went over her class schedule.

They quickly arranged a routine, which days she had early classes and which days later, when dinner would be on each weekday, and so on. By the time they were done the second bottle was finished, also. Ashley stood and stumbled a bit getting out of the chair.

"Oh, my dear! I think you're a little tipsey!" David smiled conspiratorially. "Here, let me help you upstairs..." He came around the table and put his arm around her waist and her arm behind his neck, guiding her into the living room...

 

[KinkySubGirl]

Ashley appreciated David's help as he went through her schedule, making it clear what times she needed to be home to start preparing dinner and doing her housework. She had never taken up many responsibilities at home, so a little guidance on how to manage all of her work was a big help. With everything she would be doing around the house, Ashley wondered if she would have any trouble keeping up with homework.

"Well, I guess I will find out once classes have started," she thought.

She was feeling really good, and a little dizzy, by the time they were finished, and almost fell as she stood up. Giggling, she felt David's arm around her waist, and he was helping her stay on her feet. "Thank you, sir," she tried to say, but it came out slurred, which made her giggle again. David was guiding her, her arm around his neck, and Ashley tightened her grip on him, her body pressing against his side. "My legs are just not working right," she said, slurring her words again as David nearly carried her through a doorway.

She held tight to David, only half-aware of where she was, the room spinning fast.

 

[BurningMonkey]

David felt her press her body against him, and somehow his hand moved from her waist down to cup her ass cheek. He guided her through the living room and slowly up the stairs, taking the time to make sure she was steady on each tread before attempting the next. Sometimes during this effort his hand would slip between her legs and caress her thigh...

Finally they were at the top of the stairs, and he guided her down the hallway to her room. Pushing the door open with his foot, he maneuvered her through the entry and over to the bed, where he turned her and sat her down, incidentally sliding her boobs tightly along the front of his torso.

"You really should get some sleep, my dear. Let me help you out of those things..." He gripped the tanktop at the bottom and pulled it up over her head and arms, grazing his fingers along the sides of her breasts in passing. When she was sitting in only her bra, he gently laid her back on the bed and undid the buttons at the side of her skirt, freeing it enough to pull it off over her legs and feet.

Dropping both of the garments on the floor, he coaxed her to slide her panty-encased bottom under the sheets and covers, then leaned over and planted a soft, fatherly kiss on her forehead. "Go to sleep. I'll see you in the morning."

As he exited the room, she was snuggling into the covers and pillows. He shut off the light and softly closed the door...

 

[KinkySubGirl]

Ashley felt the room spinning as she fell into bed, only vaguely aware that her clothes were being pulled off. She was perfectly happy to lay there as she fell, uncovered. But she felt the blankets being slid up along her her body, and she purred with pleasure at their warmth as she nuzzled into them.

In just a manner of seconds, she was curled up and asleep.

***

A few days had passed, and Ashley had settled into the routine. She had been right: it was time to find enough time for studying. But she had focused on what mattered more: keeping her terrific apartment. She had kept the house spotless, down on her hands and knees scrubbing the tile in the kitchen, stretching to dust the highest shelves. Every night, dinner was ready promptly on time. She felt that she was really getting the hang of living with David, and hoped it would go on for a very long time.

She was now lying on the couch, wearing a loose, short t-shirt that showed a couple inches of midriff, and a short skirt. She was lying on her stomach, writing notes as she read a textbook, her bare feet up in the air, swaying playfully.

She was growing tired of biology class...it was such a boring thing to endure! She sighed, glancing up at the clock, thinking that she only needed to study for another hour before it was time to start cooking. That would be a relief!

 

[BurningMonkey]

David emerged from his study to see her lying on the couch, and stopped for a moment to admire the view. Her skirt was short enough that he could not only see the delicious length of her toned thighs, but also a hint of panties between them.

He came up behind her and asked, "What are you studying?" Leaning over, he read the heading on the page. "Biology? Huh. Never had much use for the subject myself, except in certain aspects..." He left unsaid just what aspects of biology had interested him.

As he gazed down on her supine form, he remarked, "Back in my day, women wore stockings. There's something so feminine, so appealing about them. Nowadays they have these 'thigh-highs', which can be very attractive, especially the lace-topped ones. But back in the day they wore garters and silk hose. A young woman of your grace and posture should wear them, you know; they make your legs so much more attractive. I don't suppose I could talk you into wearing them around the house...?" He arched his eyebrows as he looked at her, taking in the several inches of bare waist revealed by her cropped top.

 

[KinkySubGirl]

To tell the truth, Ashley was relieved to have ANYTHING else to think about other than BIO class. Ashley rolled over and smiled up at David, not realizing his view of her panties had just improved even more. The white panties stood out clearly as her skirt slid up more.

"I have some garters and stockings, I just usually only wear them for going out to something fancy. Sure, if you'd like me to, I can start wearing them around the house! I will be right back."

Ashley slid off of the couch and walked out of the living room, ass swaying. In just a few minutes, she returned. Her outfit was the same, but now she also wore black hose, her garters showing with every step.

Ashley sat back down on the couch, crossing her legs, another quick flash of panty as she did. "How do they look? Do they work with this outfit?"

She was a little nervous to hear what David had to say....things had gone smoothly so far, but she knew how many of his roommates hadn't been accommodating enough. Ashley wanted to stay on his good side, even if she had to work for it.

 

[BurningMonkey]

David looked her over approvingly. "Very nice, my dear. Very fetching. Stockings definitely become you; you have such nice legs."

"However," and he hesitated, "Well...I don't want to embarrass you, but I couldn't help but notice that when you crossed your legs...your underwear, my dear. It's white. That won't do, not with colored stockings. You need to coordinate, you know; it's so much more fashionable and feminine."

He pretended to consider for a moment. "I'll tell you what," he continued, "I would be happy to go shopping with you when you have some time, perhaps after class tomorrow. I could help you pick out some coordinating things...would you like that?"

 

[KinkySubGirl]

Ashley blushed, realizing David had gotten a glimpse of her panties. Perhaps this skirt was a little too short? But he hadn't said so, so maybe he wasn't upset about that.

When he offered to go shopping with her, Ashley smiled. What a relief! She had been worried about not meeting his expectations on many days since moving in. But if he helped her pick out clothes, there would be no risk of picking something out that would upset him.

"That sounds like a great idea!" Ashley said. "Yes, let's do that, if you have time for it, tomorrow. I really appreciate you helping me out! How much money should I bring? I can move a little bit out of savings."

After they came to a decision about when to go clothes shopping, Ashley went into her room and slid her white panties off. She replaced them with some black ones that matched the color of her stockings better, then took a quick look at herself in the mirror. As far as she could tell, this outfit should be acceptable.

She went out to the kitchen, beginning to quickly and quietly cook dinner.

 

[BurningMonkey]

In a little while David came into the kitchen, whistling. "I think a little wine is called for tonight," he said expansively. "I sold two stories today. Time to celebrate!"

Going over to the wine rack, he examined the offerings. "I think a Muscato is appropriate, don't you?" he asked rhetorically over his shoulder as he pulled the indicated bottle from its berth. Taking two glasses down from the cabinet, he filled them both and brought one to Ashley where she was working at the counter. Handing it to her, he said, "A toast! To continued income!" They clinked glasses and both took sips, then Ashley turned back to what she had been doing.

David leaned against the counter and sipped as he watched her work. After a few moments, he reached down. "May I?" he asked, and without waiting for an answer he pulled her skirt up from behind, revealing the new black panties she'd donned after their conversation.

"Ah, yes," he said, satisfied, as he ran his hand smoothly across her firm, round rump cheeks. "Much better! Co-ordination is the key to appropriate fashion..."

Letting her skirt fall again, he continued conversationally. "You know, I don't know why they even teach Biology to women. There are only certain aspects of it that they really need to know: conception and child-bearing, and sexual response..." He trailed off, and gazed at her speculatively.

(OOC: Removed his last question; things seem to be moving in a different direction.)