Chapitre 20: A Milf?
I stared at her, for the God of Immorality to give me this task then I knew that there was a chance at success.
For each task they gave me, there was a chance at success, that was what I realized earlier on and this was why I knew that if it proposed I grope her, it meant that there was a chance at success.
"Are you okay, young man?" The lady asked, I could tell that she was doing something before I interrupted her.
"I am… I don't mean to be rude but is it alright if I get a glass of water, my throat is rather dry," I muttered and her eyes took a glance at my lips before she stepped aside.
"Come on in." She was welcoming, her hand gesturing for me to step in and this was strange.
I was certain she wouldn't let just anyone in and it had to do with my looks.
I wasn't about to turn down this opportunity and I walked into the house, it was a lot more fancy than I thought.
It was decorated with some of the most expensive things I had seen in my life, even by my current standard but I also wanted to find out why Bong was such a piece of shit.
I heard the door close behind me and the lady proceeded to walk past me.
She smelled so good and my eyes couldn't help but wander, looking at her buttocks.
She had on a loose elegant sundress that rested just above her knees, a modest way to dress, I give her that.
"You must be new, I don't think I have seen you around her," She said in a high-pitched voice, all the way from the kitchen.
My attention was on the family portrait, even as a kid Bong looked like an evil fucker.
I could tell with a single glance that this boy was evil but how he was raised was of no concern to me.
"Hahaha! Yes, I just came to look for a friend," I responded, keeping her occupied.
"That is great! I hope you find them!" She responded full of energy but I took it upon myself to inspect the house a little before she could come out of the kitchen.
I walked into the living room and I was shocked that they had a limited edition foreign table that went out of production almost as soon as it came out.
But in the corner of my eyes, I saw something partially tucked into one of the couches, like it was sinking in but before I could go further.
"Here's your glass of water," She said and without thinking, I jolted because quite frankly, I didn't even hear her coming so this startled me.
However, I hit the glass of water from her hand, forcing it to spill all over her with the glass shattering on the floor.
"I-I am so sorry!" I quickly apologized but her dress had absorbed the water and there were her nipples, the area affected by water clung to her skin and fortunately, the area affected was her chest.
"It is fine, you need to be more careful," She responded with a polite smile,
"I'm glad it was just water because I rather like this dress…" before leaving into the kitchen to get a broom and dustpan.
I was surprised that she was this friendly, how could a woman this good raise such a piece of shit?
Speaking of pieces of shit, it would be awkward if Bong walked in on me and his mother. I had to find a way to find out about his whereabouts before this could go any further.
"I should get changed before I catch a cold," She implied, I didn't need to be told what to do.
I took the broom and dustpan from her, it was my fault that this happened in the first place so I was responsible for the cleanup.
Before I could ask if anyone was home, she had disappeared.
I sighed upon realizing this but if Bong was around, surely he would have come down upon hearing my voice or the broken glass?
It didn't matter, I swept away and began to put the glass into the dustpan, she was taking quite a long amount of time.
The timer was ticking and the longer she was absent, the more difficult it was.
I had finished cleaning but I didn't know where to keep the broom or dustpan so I waited awkwardly for her.
But then I remembered the cause of my initial trouble, it was what came into my peripheral vision.
I glanced over the couch and there it was, I had time to explore so why not, right?
I can't lie, from here only one thing came to mind because it was no secret that my mind was dirty.
I just needed to confirm it but before I could reach for it, I heard the footsteps of the woman.
"I'm sorry for the wait, do you still need that glass of water?" She offered, I yanked my head back and what I saw required everything in me not to get aroused or my cock would have ripped through my trouser.
She had a sports bra on, it was black but this meant her torso was exposed, I could see that extra chunk of flesh hanging out.
It was in the right places and moderately so, her hips looked even sexier when I saw them up close with a pair of black sports shorts that could barely cover her ass.
She went from dressing modestly to this in a heartbeat, if this was a porno flick.
Well, I think we all know how that would end but that couldn't be the case here, could it?
"Yes, I would ma'am," I responded involuntarily, I could barely keep my eyes focused on her face.
"But first, I need you to take this to the kitchen for me and empty it into the trash by the corner," She said, standing there.
I didn't have any reason to object and I still had some time to carry out my task as well, only 15 minutes had gone since the timer began.
I conceded and went to the kitchen with the dustpan and broom to do as she instructed but I noticed that she didn't come with me.
If this was how much she trusted strangers, it would be a miracle if she had never been robbed or was this a testament of the kind of people that lived here?
I wasn't even from around her but once again, this is the pass good-looking people got.
I walked out of the kitchen after I was done but there was something different about her.
I reflexively looked over at the couch and to my surprise, whatever I had seen was gone.
"You surely are a gentleman, I will go get you your water now but no more glass," She joked as she disappeared out of sight.
This was why she wanted me to go, she went to pick up whatever it was that I had seen but this only confirmed my suspicion.
She was touching herself before I came.
Cadeaux
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