My wife and I decided that as we had a large house and only used half of it, we would do some work and make a flat with part of it and then take on a lodger. The work took longer than we expected and the cost was way more than we expected. All finished and we talked about how we could advertise it. We also talked about what sort of lodger we wanted. I insisted on no students, no pets and definitely no hunky men. My wife joked if there's no hunky men then there's no sexy Au pair's. I put an add in the local newsagents, not really expecting much in the way of results. Silly me, the phone went mad for two nights. We weeded out all the students and ended with six singles and two couples. We decided to interview the two couples. The first couple arrived Neither my wife or I took to them. There was no outstanding reason they just didn't feel right. The second couple were late twenties or early thirties. The were a business couple, he worked in the city and she worked mainly from home, bit with extended periods working around the world. My wife and I agreed the moment they left that they were the ones. We let all the others know that they were unsuccessful. The couple moved in and had settled in. The rent was paid in advance and was regularly going into the account. All seemed well and my wife was pleased with them. Then about eight months after they moved in the rent was not in our account and I went to ask what the problem was. Julie answered the door in jeans and a tee-shirt. She welcomed me in and asked if there was a problem. I explained that their rent had not been paid. She was genuinely shocked and promised to sort it out the following day. The next evening she knocked on our door. I welcomed her in and waited on her explanation. She was very apologetic and explained that their account had been emptied. The bank and police were now involved and looking into it. In the meantime the bank had frozen the account and set them up a new one. The only problem was that they would not have any money until it was sorted by the bank or when their months wages would be paid into the new account. In the mean time they were broke. She promised that they would settle the outstanding rent at the earliest point that they could. the end of the month came and still no money. Julie came to me in tears. She had been on to her bank and it appeared that their money was paid into the new account and immediately stolen. She showed me the police report. I asked had they any idea who had stolen it. She nodded and looked embarrassed, then quietly informed me that it was, Trevor, her husband. He had run off with a work colleague who he had been having an affair with. The police were looking for them and to arrest them for theft from her account and theft of money from their work. By the time she had finished telling me she was in floods of tears. I put my arm around her to comfort her. Her tears soaked my shirt as she buried her face into my shoulder. Eventually she calmed down and I sat her on the sofa. She told me that as one of her accounts was not a joint account the bank had agreed to refund all the money in that account and half the money from the joint account, but it would be in another new account and that would only happen in about three weeks time. "I will be able to catch up by the end of the month, and I can afford to keep up with the rent once this is all sorted,"she told me, "can you please wait for me to get this sorted. I told her that as the police were involved it was obviously genuine and therefore I would hold off on the rent for her. She burst into tears again. This time with relief knowing I would help her. I offered her a drink and poured us both generous glasses of Brandy. She took a gulp and then another sip. She had stopped crying again and was wiping her face. I watched as she did and thought what a pretty face it was. She finished the brandy and I poured her another. After another sip she opened with, "That bastard, he stole my money, my car and my heart," she sobbed. Tears started to flow again. For a second time she buried her face into my shoulder. Now both shoulders were wet with tears. I told her that at least I could help her with her immediate financial problem. She took her face from my shoulder and kissed me on the lips. "Thank you, thank you. I wish all men were as nice as you." Julie blurted. Then she forced her tongue into my mouth as she kissed and explored my mouth. I was surprised, but enjoyed her attack on my mouth. I kissed back entwining my tongue with hers. Her hands were round the back of my head holding me locked into her mouth, not that I wanted to escape. Then she removed her hands and pulled away from my mouth. I thought she had come to her senses. Julie stood and I thought she was going to leave. "Fuck it," she said, as she removed her Tee-shirt and ripped her Jeans and saddles off. She was stood in just a thong. "Fuck me, please fuck me," she pleaded. I ripped my clothes off as she removed her thong. I eased her onto her back on the sofa and raised her legs and feet over my shoulders. I took a good look at her sweet fanny and the triangle of black hair above it. Then I spotted that she had a clit ring. My tongue prodded the ring and that provoked a loud groan. I was liking from her puckered hole up to her clit, running my tongue around it and then back to her back passage. She was gripping my head with her hands as I toured her fanny and clit. Then her legs clamped hard against my face as she shrieked and quivered. Then her legs went limp and were trembling. I took two more tours of her fanny and clit and then climbed up her body , kissing and chewing her tits and nipples. Then further up and lined my stiff cock up with her hole and eased forward. I felt the momentary resistance and then I was in. She not only look hot, but acted and was hot. She was humping herself on my cock as I slowly fucked her tight hole. She was trying with her humping to get me to speed up, but I wanted to savor this as it was probably the one and only time that I would get to fuck this hot lady. Her groans came quick and loud. I was still trying to go slow. "Fuck me faster, faster and harder," she ordered. I sped up a bit and pushed as hard as I could on the down strokes. "No harder, faster pleeeeese. I obeyed and was shortly slamming into her as hard as I could. "Yes, yes, keep going, yeeees." and she came hard with her arms and head thrashing around. Then she went limp. I plowed on until I pumped her full of spunk and then collapsed on top of her. We recovered and dressed and sat talking. She told me that she had enjoyed every moment and that Trevor could go and fuck himself, and he was not a very good lover and that he wouldn't go down on her, but expected for her to give him head. She praised my skills at licking fanny and said that I could suck hers anytime I liked. She finished her Brandy and then suggested that I could fuck her again now. I had to decline as my wife was due home shortly. I made us some coffee and we were talking when my wife arrived home. She looked surprised and I told her of Julie's plight, leaving out her sex problems with Trevor of course. My wife showed Julie the required sympathy and after coffee Julie went back to her flat. My wife suggested that I keep an eye on Julie and make sure that she is ok. I of course agreed to take care of Julie and told her I would drop in on her tomorrow. That night in bed, my wife was like an animal as she rode me to orgasm. We lay recovering. She told me that Julie would need help and sympathy having been ripped of and then deserted. I told her I would take good care of Julie.