Chapter 92 - 91: Infiltrating The Home
"Enough with that for now. It’s time for me to go and see if Morenne is in the barn." Owen exited the house and strolled casually along the dirt path, taking in the fresh morning air.
It was still early in the morning, yet he could already hear the bustling sounds of people gathering near the center of the village. Everyone was getting ready for the big event.
’It’s a surprise, so let’s not spoil the fun just yet.’ Owen walked straight toward the barn, where he saw Morenne’s husband working hard and tending the soil nearby with a heavy wooden tool.
"Hey there, Uncle, good morning!" He waved his hand in a simple, friendly gesture, playing the part of a good, polite nephew perfectly.
"Oh! Good morning to you too, Wen! It’s really good to see you here!" The older man wiped the sweat from his forehead and smiled, genuinely pleased that Owen never missed a chance to pay a visit to a simple farmer like him.
"I’m just out for a stroll again, Uncle. It’s better to exercise early in the morning before it gets too hot."
"Well said! A young man like you needs to stretch his muscles every day to stay strong." Just then, the family dog trotted over to meet Owen, wagging its tail happily.
’Heh, what a cute dog. I really love you, Jack.’ Owen knelt down slightly and patted the dog’s head, fondly recalling the secret time Morenne sucked his cock behind the barn while the dog sat nearby and watched the entire thing with excitement.
"Yes, Uncle. May I ask where Aunt is? It seems you’re the only one here working right now..." He scanned the surroundings, but there was no sign of the busty blonde MILF anywhere near the fields.
"She’s participating in the festival and is preparing herself at home right now. If you want, you can go see her. She’s over there and will probably head to the square around 9:00 AM." The man smiled warmly, happy that Owen cared enough to ask about his wife’s whereabouts.
"That’s good to hear, Uncle. I guess I’ll pay her a quick visit now since I’m already nearby." Owen didn’t linger any longer, as the man was focused on finishing his daily farm tasks.
He waved goodbye and turned around to leave the barn area.
’Oh man, I’m just going to say hi to Aunt—nothing more.’ Owen smirked as he walked down the narrow path toward her house. The pathetic man was still completely oblivious that his gorgeous wife was cheating behind his back every chance she got. Even his own dog knew about it!
Too bad for him, but that was his role in this story, so Owen was more than happy to play along and take full advantage of it.
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After a short walk, Owen arrived at a simple-looking house. It was fairly similar in build to Pamela’s place, though adorned with a few unique touches, a small fence, and surrounded by lush green plants and flowers.
Knock... knock...
He knocked politely on the front door. It was always better to show some basic courtesy—barging into someone’s home without asking was bad taste, though barging into someone’s wet pussy was an entirely different story.
"Wait a moment, I’m coming!" The melodic, sweet voice of Morenne reached his ears from inside, making Owen chuckle with dark amusement.
Creak...
"Good morning, Aunt." Owen smiled down at the fully dressed Morenne as the door opened.
Her hair was styled up in a slightly messy bun, and the loose strands of blonde hair framing her face looked so sexy that Owen felt a sudden urge to pounce on her right then and there.
"Oh, good morning, Little Wen!" Her face brightened instantly the moment she saw who her morning visitor was.
She must be feeling extremely lucky today...
"May I come in?"
"Of course! Treat this home like it’s yours, Little Wen." She gulped softly, her cheeks flushing red as she was already anticipating what was about to happen between them.
Creak... click.
She closed the heavy wooden door hurriedly, taking a quick last peek outside through the small gap to ensure no wandering villagers or neighbors were watching them.
"Why are you here, Little Wen?" She locked the doorknob with a soft click, her mind already racing with all kinds of filthy, shameless thoughts.
"Oh, just trying to say good morning to my Aunt." Owen closed the distance between them in two slow steps and leaned in close, inhaling her intoxicating scent.
The fresh fragrance of clean shampoo and soap mixed with her natural, sweet, alluring female smell hit his nostrils instantly.
"How bad... is that really any way to say good morning to your Aunt?" Morenne smiled coyly, shamelessly letting Owen lean close and press his chest against her warm body.
"Then why are you enjoying a young man sniffing you like this? Aren’t you being quite bold yourself?" Owen wanted to pounce on her right now; she wasn’t even attempting to hide her massive, heavy bust from his hungry eyes.
"It’s only normal for me to say that..." she murmured, her chest rising and falling as her breathing grew heavier.
"Then why don’t you strip off your blouse for now? I think that’s the best way for me to know if you’re really being sincere with your words." Owen didn’t wait for her permission; he reached out and scooped her heavy breasts into his hands, fondling and squeezing the soft flesh right through her thin dress.
"Ahnn... don’t do that, Little Wen... my dress will get all wrinkled..." she gasped, leaning back slightly onto the wall while his hands continued their firm massage.
"Then just strip, Aunt. There’s no need to be shy around me now after everything we’ve done."
"N-no, I really need to go to the festival soon. I can’t miss attendance today, or I won’t get any of the special rewards for the whole three days..." Her breathless, whimpering voice was so weak and needy that it made his cock turn rock-hard inside his pants.
"Then suck my cock. It’s the fastest way for us to finish before you have to leave." Owen didn’t hesitate for even a second; he unbuttoned his trousers and pulled them down while shooting a quick, cautious glance out the nearby window near the door.
Safe... her pathetic husband was far away working in the dirt near the barn, and Owen hoped the fool wouldn’t interrupt their fun anytime soon.
Boing...
His mighty, thick cock sprang free into the room. Morenne’s eyes widened, and she gulped hard at the impressive sight—the massive dick she had savored so greedily behind the barn was truly a magnificent sight to behold.
"Okay..." she whispered weakly, dropping onto her knees in front of him without another word.