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This is a story about my home life. I'm currently just 20 years old and a few months old. I work as a temporary employee at an agricultural extension station. My job is to oversee supplies such as plant seeds, fertilizers, pesticides, and other equipment. I'm in charge of keeping and holding the key to the warehouse. Actually, there are several other temporary employees like me, but they perform different duties. I'm the only one who has to stay at the station permanently. I have a room behind the warehouse. Next to the agricultural station is the headman's house. It's a typical rural government residence: a single-story wooden house on stilts with one large bedroom and one small bedroom, a living room, a kitchen, and a bathroom extending to the back. My headman is almost fifty years old, a heavy drinker, and diligently visits farmers in the remote areas. Therefore, only his wife lives there. Her three children are studying in Bangkok and only visit during school breaks. There are no servants; she does all the housework herself. I call her "Madam" like everyone else, but actually, I should probably call her "Auntie" because she's so close to me, treating me like a son or grandson. My boss always asks me to do things for him, and sometimes when she goes to the provincial town, she's kind enough to buy me T-shirts, food, or other things as gifts. She's really good to me.
...Then, something I never expected happened recently. My boss had to go to a week-long training course on the department's new policy at a center in the north. My boss had to stay alone in the accommodation. If the training was in Bangkok, she would say she would go with me to visit her children. On the second night of the training, she came to my room in the main warehouse. Actually, she'd been here often, but usually in the mornings or evenings, never at 3 or 4 in the morning like this.
"I see you have a lot of good books. Let me borrow some," she said, smiling and pointing to the pile of books I had next to my bed.
"You choose for me, about 10 books should be enough. Once you've chosen, bring them up to the house for me. Don't be late."
I felt uneasy. Suddenly, she wanted me to carry some explicit books up to her house at this late hour. Something felt off, I thought to myself. But I had to follow orders. In my mind, I thought, "Whatever happens, happens. Who knows? The mistress will definitely keep it a secret." Then I thought again, she wasn't unattractive at all; she was probably not even 40 yet. She was still quite attractive compared to the other village girls. When I went up to her house, she greeted me with liquor mixed with soda – it was my boss's drink, actually. She was already drinking it.
"Don't leave yet. Stay and have a drink and chat. Make yourself comfortable. No one will know or see us..."
The mistress looked at me with a knowing look. "But actually, you don't have to go back down. The boss isn't here right now, and you know he won't be back for several days."
A sudden realization struck me... she definitely had a plan to conquer me, and that's why she created this situation. To make it clearer, I pretended to be hesitant to say:
"Would that be appropriate?... It's inappropriate."
The lady closed the living room door. I felt uneasy. Part of me wanted to run away, but another part wanted to try because I hadn't been to a brothel in the province in a long time, and she was giving me the come-on. We sat and drank and talked for a while longer. I won't go into details; let's skip to her most outrageous statement. She blurted out softly:
"You're already into women, aren't you? I see you going to the provincial town almost every week, and you read stacks of those books. Can I hire you to please me tonight?"
I was shocked; I never expected her to be so blunt. I hesitated. She took my hand and said:
"My boss doesn't give me much pleasure. He's always drunk and passed out at night, sometimes exhausted from inspecting the fields, not in the mood to do anything for me. I'm so lonely... please, help me. How much will you charge?" The lady smiled slyly.
"I... I wouldn't dare charge you, ma'am. But I think... it's not right."
"How is it not right?"
"If I do it... I'll be like an ungrateful person." "Eating in the house, defecating on the roof."
The lady reached out and grabbed my shoulder, saying,
"If you truly respect me, you must do this to me. How can making me happy be called ingratitude?"
Okay, fine. Anyone can tell that this is a blatant flirtation. So I nodded in agreement... After that, it was like a dream. The lady initiated things, hugging and kissing me passionately until I dared to kiss and hug her back. Only then did she invite me into the bedroom, which was next to the living room where we were cuddling. She handed me a freshly washed sarong to change into, then went to close the door, turning off the main ceiling light, leaving only the small bedside lamp on. I walked in just as she was taking off her nightgown, leaving only her underwear and bra.
"Don't be shy with me... just think of me as a prostitute from a brothel in the province."
I hugged the lady. Her skin was still radiant. The scent of powder was sweet. I took off her bra. Her breasts were slightly saggy, perhaps from exercising, watering, and tilling the soil in the backyard every day. I buried my face in her cleavage and sucked on her nipples, using the tip of my tongue to gently tease them... following the techniques I'd read in books. In a moment, her shriveled nipples became erect.
My hand pulled down her panties until they were near her feet. I gently stroked her legs, then moved my hand to her rather overgrown pubic hair. The bulge was striking to my touch. She hugged me with one hand, the other playing with my penis until it was rock hard. By now, I didn't know where her sarong had gone. We slowly lay down on the mattress, cuddling. She became more passionate and initiated a fierce kiss, her tongue exploring my mouth until saliva dripped. She was such a good kisser, it sent shivers down my spine.
"Are you brave enough to lick a woman's genitals?"
The lady asked. I nodded, but didn't dare say that I had never licked anyone's before, though I believed I could because I'd read a lot of theory about it. After I nodded, she said:
"Good... let's finish the first time, and before the second time, I'll ask you to lick me a little, okay?... It's been many years since your boss licked me. When we were newly married, he was very good, both at licking and... well, you know. Now he's terrible, working out a lot and drinking heavily. He only gets to be with me occasionally. I'm so frustrated, but I don't know what to do... until I saw you. You have a nice figure, you're well-mannered, and you like reading those kinds of books, so I thought you might be useful... Wow, it's as hard as a pestle! Hehe. Then go ahead and pound me. Here's my mortar. How is it?"
"It's big, and nicely rounded,"
I replied. Since she was being cheeky, I played along. We were in bed together anyway.
"If you like it, go ahead and pound me. Don't worry about breaking mine." "This is a real stone mortar from Ang Sila, you can pound as much as you want without it breaking... And if you like it big and moundy like this, then I'll let you lick it."
I ignored her rambling. While she adjusted the pillows under her head, I spread her legs comfortably. It's a shame the lamp wasn't very bright, so I couldn't see the details inside, but that's okay, let's finish the first game first. And if she wants a better experience, I bet she'll tell me to spread her legs wide open for her to see, because from what she said, she really wants me to lick it. She must really like the taste of my tongue.
The lady's face contorted as I slowly guided my "missile" into its hiding place. It was quite difficult because mine is rather large and long, and hers hadn't been used in months. But luckily, I had aroused her earlier, and she produced plenty of lubricant, so it wasn't too difficult to get it in. As soon as it was fully inserted, the lady flinched and gasped, moaning as the head of my penis thrust against her cervix, causing it to recoil.
"Oh...that felt so good, darling...go slowly, okay? Because it's so tight...yours is really something."
I struggled for a while before it was easy to get lubricated and thrust comfortably. The lady wasn't bad either, bouncing her butt up to meet my pressure every time I pressed down, adding to the pleasure. At the same time, I squeezed and kneaded her breasts. They were big but a little saggy, so nice to squeeze. She moaned and groaned the whole time I was thrusting short and long strokes, rocking left and right.
"That felt so good, you're so good, darling...I haven't felt this intensely pleasurable in years. Oh...almost...I almost came, darling..."
I didn't listen to her anymore. A cold shiver ran down my spine, a tingling sensation in my tailbone telling me my dam was about to break. I thrust rapidly until the dam exploded. I pressed my body tightly against the base of her mound, and she was now breathing heavily, having finished before me. We lay there for a long time before we helped each other to the bathroom to wash off the semen. The lights gradually came on in the bathroom. The lady looked a little embarrassed and asked if she was too old.
"Not at all, and still beautiful," I replied.
"I'm not disappointed in you at all, ma'am. And here..."
I reached down and grabbed her huge...
"It's really impressive. I've never seen anyone's so firm before."
She reached out and grabbed mine. It was still a bit limp, so she cupped the whole thing in her hand.
"Yours is no small feat either. Long and big, and very durable... superior to your boss's in every way."
Hearing the word "boss," I felt a pang of shame and embarrassment.
"If... my boss found out..."
"Oh, don't be such a coward. Let him be a workaholic and mess around. I don't expect any pleasure from him anymore because I have you, don't I?"
The lady lathered me with fragrant soap all over my body, then carefully washed my favorite golden penis, pulling back the foreskin and cleaning the inside until it was spotless.
"Now I'm going to suck yours, it's so big, it'll probably fill my mouth... And you have to lick me too, as promised. Go on, wash off the soap, I'll wash mine too. I guarantee you'll be hooked after you lick it."
I was really embarrassed by what I heard. I never expected the lady I knew to be so demure to speak so casually. Every other word was "lick," and I was starting to feel like licking her myself. After we finished showering, we sat in the living room. The lady went to mix us a drink with soda and ice cubes, and we each had a glass. Perfect, I was getting a little thirsty. We sat side by side on the long armchair. It was a comfortable, thick-cushioned wicker chair. When she sat leaning back like that, her breasts sagged quite a bit, but they were still beautiful to look at because of their size. She rested one knee on my leg, spreading her thighs wide open, revealing a faint bulge beneath her dark pubic hair. I leaned forward and kissed her passionately... thinking to myself that if "the boss" was ever away from the house, she would definitely find an opportunity to have some fun with me.
Her hands weren't idle at all; they kept stroking and caressing me until I got aroused again. So I started touching hers too. I don't know if her face was red from drunkenness or excitement. "Have I kept my promise?" I asked. She nodded and spread her legs wide, pushing me down to kneel between them. Damn, I was so excited because I had never seen a woman's body so clearly and openly before. Then I decided to bury my face in her, the fragrant scent of soap mixed with the scent of her skin making me even more aroused. My tongue touched her soft, moist flesh and moved back and forth. Her hands reached out and pulled my head closer between her legs, and she swayed her hips against my tongue.
"Oh...that feels so good, darling...lick me until I cum on your tongue...then I'll suck you off too..."
I was dizzy and my vision was blurry. It was my first time ever licking, but I wasn't embarrassed at all, just as I'd spent money reading all those books on the subject. That night, my boss and I did all sorts of things until dawn, then I went back to my room to sleep. Even now, I still "steal" my boss's wife regularly. Some nights, she's so bold she sneaks down from her quarters to my room, and we have sex happily without my boss suspecting anything...he's too drunk to fall asleep...