Chapter 185 - 184: Maid
The day ended with full effort, non-stop passion carrying through all day until night finally fell.
"Hoh, that ends Day 2. Let’s prepare for the last day," Owen murmured, letting out a long breath. He took a nice, hot bath to wash away the sweat and fatigue before stepping out into the cool evening air. It was proper to have time for himself... to mentally and physically prepare for his mother, of course.
....
"I am home!" Owen knocked on the door, but before he could even turn the doorknob, it swung open from the inside.
"Good to see you back, MASTER!"
It was none other than Arielle, standing right in the threshold and dressed in a skimpy maid outfit. Her voluptuous body was barely contained beneath the fabric; her huge mounds were practically bursting out of the frilly corset, screaming to be sucked.
"..." Owen stopped dead in his tracks at the entrance, completely mesmerized by the beautiful maid MILF standing in front of him.
"Come here, master. I prepared a meal for you," Arielle said, taking his hand and eagerly dragging him over to the lavishly set dining table.
"Wow, you prepared all this for me... Mom?"
"Enk! You made a mistake, master! I am your servant. Call me Servant Arielle..." She raised her arms and made a big ’X’ with her forearms, a playful pout on her lips.
"Ohh... My servant Arielle, did you make all of this?" Owen didn’t hesitate to play along with her dramatic flair.
"Yes, yes, master! I cooked all these dishes for you because I know you worked hard all day. As your servant, it is my absolute job to do this!" She bounced on her heels in excitement, making her massive breasts jiggle tantalizingly under the maid dress.
"Ohh, bringing back memories..." Owen smiled, remembering his very first day here, the time when both of them had sat down and shared dinner together.
"Hehe, so what do you want, master? I will do anything for you," she offered, bowing deeply like a proper, devoted maid before stepping up right to his side.
Wow, this is absolute heaven. I presume Mom bought this maid outfit straight from the system... Owen gave a huge thumbs-up to the system in his mind, thoroughly impressed by the upgrade.
"You said you will do everything, my servant?" Owen asked, tilting his head with a smirking grin.
"Yes, master. I must serve you to the absolute best of my ability to satisfy your every desire," she declared, puffing out her chest proudly.
"Hmm... Then how about you take a seat right here and feed me?" Owen offered, gesturing to the chair located right beside him.
"How could I possibly do that? I am only a humble servant..."
"You said you would do everything, right? Now, this is a direct order from your master."
"Okay..." Arielle maintained her act of being a proper, obedient servant, but her glistening eyes couldn’t lie. She was secretly overjoyed to have the opportunity to feed her beloved son once again.
"I want that. Please feed me, my servant," Owen pointed directly to a plate featuring rich braised beef and a savory, butter-glazed chicken fillet.
"I’m on it right away! Please don’t move a muscle, master, I will handle everything. Now open wide and say, ’Ahhh.’" She sliced the golden chicken into a perfect, bite-sized piece and held the fork up to his lips.
"Ahhh..." Owen didn’t hesitate for a second and opened his mouth wide to accept the food.
"Mhm... Your cooking is beyond perfect, my servant."
"R-really?..." She flushed slightly, practically begging for more compliments, as was her usual sweet nature.
"How could I lie to you? Now please, I want a piece of that one too," Owen said, pointing toward another delicious dish on the far side of the table.
𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶
"Hehe, I am so glad that you’re satisfied with my cooking... Ahh... What are you doing, master...?" She gasped and blushed intensely as Owen casually reached over and fondled her exposed breasts through the fabric.
"I want a drink, my servant. I am getting very thirsty..." Owen muttered, his voice dropping low. He simply couldn’t forget the sweet taste of her fresh milk.
"Nghn... Ahnn... We have fresh juice on the counter, master. Do you want me to pour that for you...?" She moaned softly; Owen’s teasing touch was already making her knees weak.
Ahn... Ahn... I love this so much... Ahh...
"I want your milk, my servant. Give me that instead," Owen demanded smoothly, sliding his fingers directly over to the silk ribbon string holding the front of her top together.
"Ahh... It really can’t be helped then. Okay, master..." Her face turned a bright, burning red as she slowly pulled the ribbon, untying the knot.
Boing... Boing...
Her heavy breasts spilled out instantly, bouncing free into the warm dining room air.
"Wow... You didn’t wear a bra underneath, my servant...?" Owen stared intently at her dark pink areolas and fully erect, sensitive nipples.
"I-it’s hard to get around and do chores if I wear one, master... Ahn..." She turned her body slightly to the side, shyly showing off her bare breasts while leaning into his gaze.
"Your breasts are so beautiful and mesmerizing. I want them right now."
"Nghn... Ahh... Ahhn... Don’t stare at them so intensely, master. I am shy..." She covered her mouth with a trembling hand. Owen leaned in and began lightly sniffing her nipples, his hot breath washing over her sensitive skin.
"I could stare at them forever. I love them so much. Can I suck them now?" Owen fully groped her heavy breasts, squeezing the soft flesh gently to see if any fresh milk would begin to leak out.
Slurt...
A tiny bead of white liquid welled up on the tip. Ohoh! Full of milk again, hehe... She really refilled her breasts after all. He was deeply satisfied to see that her breasts were completely ready for him to suck again... He had drained them completely dry just this morning, and now, mere hours later, they were full to bursting once more.
"Ahn... Ahn... Please do, master. I am your devoted servant. That’s my ultimate job... to satisfy you in every way possible," she whimpered, covering her face with one hand while peeking through her fingers to watch his reaction.
Lick... Lick... Lick...
Owen leaned down and hungrily licked her breasts, using the flexible tip of his tongue to savor the sweet milk as it leaked out over her soft skin.
"Hmn... Hmn... I am really thankful to have you, my servant. Hehe, I get to enjoy all of your sweet milk entirely to myself," Owen murmured against her skin. He began eagerly licking the soft, pink flesh, gently cupping and groping her heavy breasts like a needy baby demanding to be fed.
"Nghn... Ahnn... Ahnn... You’re acting just like a sweet little baby, master. You’re so cute..." she cooed softly, running her fingers through his hair and pressing his face closer into her overflowing chest.
"I will happily always be a baby if I get to suck on this kind of heaven every single time..." Owen replied with a satisfied grin, burying his face back into her warmth and sucking greedily until she sighed with pure delight.