Nothing beats seeing Anna smile. It’s the kind of smile that soothes the soul.
After her trial, I walked her ho. We sat together, and I listened as she talked about everything and anything that ca to mind. She confided in —about her tough upbringing, how her father never cared, and how even her siblings disregarded her because she was the weakest among them.
After pouring her heart out, she seed lighter and happier.
"Let’s hang out more often, Ash. Okay?" She tilted her head, smiling at as we sat on the couch.
I didn’t respond. I couldn’t. Instead, I pulled her in for a hug and patted her back. I couldn’t bring myself to tell her I was leaving to fight so cat guardian, of all things. She’d worry. Or worse, she’d insist on coming with , and I couldn’t let that happen. Not when I knew the things I’d do on this journey could be quite disturbing for her.
So goodbyes are better left unsaid.
I sighed and stood up. "Goodbye, Anna. I’ll see you next ti, alright?"
"You’re leaving so soon? Why not stay a little longer?"
"I wish I could, but the sun’s setting. My mother tends to worry."
"Okay... I’ll see you tomorrow then. Bye."
"Take care."
As I stepped outside, my gaze drifted toward the passage leading to her kitchen, making rember that ti I had sex with her mother there. I shook the thought away and walked out.
With my hands in my pockets, I strolled past my old house, which was right next to Anna’s.
That’s when I noticed the new woman living there—washing blankets in a large bowl, stepping on them to press out the dirt. My throat went dry as I caught sight of her.
Her massive breasts bounced with every movent, barely concealed by the sheer white dress she wore—thin as a nightie, nearly transparent. She held the hem up to avoid the splashing water, unknowingly revealing her smooth, soapy thighs and a glimpse of black lace panties underneath.
Damn.
"Hey!" she called, snapping out of my thoughts.
I chuckled nervously and waved. "Hi..."
Had she noticed staring?
"Co here," she said.
Taking a deep breath, I walked over.
"Hi... Mrs.?"
"Just call Kelly," she said with a smile. "You’re Mrs. Reynolds’ son, right?"
"Yeah, I am." I rubbed the back of my neck.
A middle-aged woman telling to call her by her first na?
"I’m sorry to bother you, but could you help wring out these blankets? My husband’s been away for a while, rumor has it he fled to Felmora kingdom, and with a baby to take care of, I end up having a lot on my hands. And I’m too poor to hire help."
Talk about oversharing her personal problems with so random kid.
But wait....
Did she just say Felmora? The na sounds familiar. Oh, right...l saw that kingdom on the map Seraphina gave . Could this woman have so Intel on the cat girl’s kingdom?
"Yeah, sure. I don’t mind helping."
She grabbed one end of the blanket, and I took the other, squeezing out the water.
I tried not to stare. Really, I did. But damn—her breasts were impossible to ignore especially since she had no bra on, and l could see the print of her nipples against the wet fabric. Were all breastfeeding won this hot?
Just as we finished, her baby started crying inside the house. She rushed in, leaving to hang the blanket. Once I was done, I knocked on her door.
"I’m done with the blanket, ma’am!"
"Co inside," she called.
I stepped in and found her seated, breastfeeding her baby.
"Thank you so much... uh, what’s your na again?"
"Asher. Na’s Asher."
"Yes, thank you, Asher."
I stood there awkwardly, discreetly adjusting my pants to hide the bulge forming inside.
Then, I caught a whiff of sothing burning. My gaze snapped to the small charcoal stove—her pot was on fire.
I rushed over, yanking it off the stove. The at inside was completely charred.
"Oh, Goddess," she groaned. "That was the last pack of at we had."
I sighed and reached into my pocket. "Here, take this. Buy so more."
Her eyes widened. "No, I can’t possibly—"
"I insist." I placed the gold coins on the table.
"Thank you," she whispered. "But I can’t go to the market now. My older child is at his grandmother’s, and I can’t carry a baby all the way to the stores. So if you don’t mind, would you—"
"Yeah, yeah, I’ll go buy it for you," I cut in.
When did I beco her damn maid?
A while later, I returned with plastic bags of at, vegetables, and a few extras.
"I’m back," I called, stepping inside.
"If it’s not too much trouble, could you put the at on the stove? I’m still bathing," she shouted from the other room—my old room.
I groaned but did it anyway.
Then, she erged.
Her sleek black hair dripped with water, cascading over her shoulders. She looked stunning.
She was poor and struggling, sure.
But l could say, she is easily more beautiful than Ivy who lives fancy. With a fancy lifestyle, she’d be one of the most breathtaking won in this kingdom.
"Thank you so—"
Before she could finish, she slipped.
With a yelp, she crashed to the floor.
"Ch...chhh...chh," she whimpered in pain. "Sorry for making you see my clumsiness."
That was the least of my concerns. It was how she fell—legs raised, towel flipping over—that had my attention. For a split second, I swore I caught a glimpse of her dusa. Hairy. Staring right at .
I froze, my MILF senses tingling. But I kept my composure as she scrambled to her feet, quickly wrapping the towel back around herself.
After that, she asked to help her make dinner. The sun had long since set, and her house had no magic lamps—just candles, their flickering light casting shadows across the room.
We cooked together, and when we sat down to eat, she served us both from a single plate. We talked about random things, and every ti l brought Felmora kingdom up, she’d brush the topic off as if she didn’t want to talk about it.
I had no choice but to activate my Sexdusa skill.
Then l stood up and feigned to leave when her smile faded.
I sighed dramatically. "I’ll check up on you so other ti, okay?"
Her gaze dropped, and she fidgeted with her fingers, her cheeks tinged pink. "Asher... I—" She hesitated. "I’m grateful for your ti."
Her hand moved to the knot of her towel, untying it.
"It’s just... it gets lonely here when it’s just and my child."
She stood, letting the towel slip from her shoulders, pooling at her feet. I grinned like a devil! My skill was in effect!
And holy shit. Her curves were even sexier in full view.
"Would you... mind giving a little more of your ti?" she asked softly, stepping toward —only to trip on so plates on the floor and crash down again.
I chuckled. "You really are clumsy, aren’t you?"
Pulling off my shirt, I activated my Arousal Insight skill.
Ti to farm every ounce of pleasure points and Intel about the Felmora kingdom from her!
TBC
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