I could hardly wait for the next day. I stayed up all night, fantasizing about different ways I could seduce Mrs. Rembrandt.
When morning finally arrived, I woke up earlier than my mom and sister and took a quick bath. Then, I went to get dressed, only to find that the wardrobe contained nothing but sweatpants and shorts. Looks like the original owner of this body had a very limited sense of fashion.
I sighed and put them on anyway. Once I start making money, I'll buy myself a whole new wardrobe. No way I'm walking around in this trash forever.
I jogged straight to Mrs. Rembrandt's place, arriving to find the shop still locked. Lucky for me, her store was connected to her house, so I knocked on the door instead.
A few seconds later, she answered and walked over to me, barefoot, wrapped in a cotton towel that barely reached her knees. My gaze instinctively drifted down her figure. Damn. She was stunning. A body to die for—thick thighs, full, round breasts, and a breathtaking face framed by silver hair and ocean-blue eyes. I swallowed hard, my throat suddenly dry, and forced myself to focus.
"Good morning, Mrs. Rembrandt," I greeted with a slight bow.
She raised a brow. "Hey... it's still early."
"Oh, uh, sorry. I was just really excited to start my new job, so I came early," I lied. The real reason? I needed to seduce her before the shop opened.
"Aww, how punctual of you," she said with a small smile. "Come inside and help me make breakfast."
I almost grinned but managed to keep my excitement in check. The mission was far from over.
Once inside, I took a moment to study the house. It was nothing like the dump we lived in. Smooth walls, glass furniture, polished floors that practically gleamed. Yeah... When I start making money, I'll buy a house like this for my family.
She led the way to the kitchen, and I followed.
"Can you peel cucumbers?" she asked.
"Yes, ma'am." I grabbed a small knife and got to work.
There were a lot of cucumbers in this house. I wondered what she did with them when she was alone. A teasing thought crossed my mind, and I decided to test the waters.
"These cucumbers sure are long," I mused.
She paused for a brief second before glancing at me. Then, she returned to her task, with an unreadable expression. "Yeah, they are."
"So... you live here all alone?" I asked.
"Yeah. My daughter isn't around. She lives with her father where she attends school."
"Oh... okay."
"Yeah."
She started chopping onions. "Speaking of school, when are you going back? You seem pretty fine now."
I blinked. "School?"
"Yeah. You were attending before your accident, remember?"
I forced an awkward chuckle. "Not really. Apparently, after waking up from my coma, I lost most of my memories. So I'm still adjusting."
She frowned slightly. "That's a shame... but don't worry, I'm sure you'll get them back soon."
A smirk crept onto my face. Perfect.
Since she knew I lost my memories, she'd assume I was completely unaware of the strict social hierarchy between men and women. And that? That gave me the perfect opportunity to play dumb... and bend the rules in my favor.
I only had at least an hour at best before other workers started showing up, so l had to take action as quickly as l could. I intentionally dropped a cucumber to the floor near her legs and crouched down to pick it up, staring under her towel. She had no pants on.
I activated my unique skill: Milf dictator, and her SF-level had increased to 95. This woman was horny as hell!
Thinking about how horny she was just made me get aroused, too. My huge cock could hardly stay calm in my pants, and since l wore sweatpants, the bulge became very visible.
I gulped a large lump and steeled myself. It was now or never.
I took a long step toward her and suddenly wrapped my hands around her, grabbing her boobs from behind. I rubbed my boner on her fat ass while l fondled her breasts, but she instantly pushed me away.
"What do you think you're doing, young man!" She roared, her expression serious than ever.
But l saw something. Her SF level had increased to 96. Was it because of me? There was one way to find out.
"I'm sorry, ma'am. It's just that.... you're so beautiful, hot and attractive. I couldn't control myself." I said with a pitiful voice, glancing on the floor.
She softened. "It's okay... but don't do that again. Not only are you too young, but your rank is too low to deserve to touch an A rank woman like me. Next time you do that, I'll report you to the Guild Master (GM).
"I promise, l won't do it again, ma'am. "
"Good boy."
"But l have a small problem, ma'am. " I reached my hand into my trousers and pulled out my massive rod of judgment, throbbing up and down violently, hard as a rock and angry to punish a milf.
"I.. my penis is now painful. I don't think it will settle down anytime soon." I said, stroking it gently.
She gasped with widened eyes as she saw the size of my dick. 11 inches, max, with veins etched around it. She stared at it for a while and l could see her SF increasing.
Getting bold, l lunged onto her and locked her lips with mine with a kiss. She remained still, but l wasn't ready to let her go. I had gotten too far to give up now. My hand reached for her voluptuous boobs again and began fondling them beneath her towel. I pinched her nipple and she let out an untimed moan inside my mouth.
My tongue wrestled it's way inside her, twisting erotically around hers.
I pulled away from the kiss, catching a few breaths.
"Asher... we shouldn't be—"
I locked our lips again, silencing her.
"Why not?" Came out a muffled question from me.
"It's against the rules of the goddess." She responded.
They pray to a goddess, huh! Who cares.
I untied the knot of her towel, and it dropped to the floor.
Gosh.... this woman was even sexier when naked.
My manhood roared in response. The villain was ready to pass judgment—and only my judgment mattered!
To hell with the goddess who favors women and enforces laws that oppress men!
This madness ends now!
Tbc