M.I.L.F. Hunter (18+)

Chapter 4: Drunk Obasan

Takeo and Obasan were currently sat on pillows on the floor as they enjoyed their instant ramen.

"So Obasan, did something happen to upset you today?" Takeo asked in concern as he slurped up his noodles.

Obasan observed him for a moment before she replied. 'What about him seems so different today?' She wondered. 'And why did I feel like I should dress so skimpy today?'

Obasan then snorted as she cracked a beer open. "My dutiful son called today. Doesn't call me for 5 months, then suddenly informs me that he's living with some girl I've never even met before and needs me to send him more money. Even after I've been working my butt off trying to pay for his and his sister's college degrees!" She threw her head back and drowned the can of beer in one gulp.

She took a deep breath and used one hand to massage her shoulder. "That boy really makes me angry. Mmph~"

"Mm? Is something wrong with your shoulder?" Takeo asked.

She closed her eyes and replied, "Ah, you're such a young boy. You wouldn't know the pains of being a woman with such huge breasts. My ex-husband used to love them but as I got older, they started to sag and he began to ignore them, phew~"

She peeked one eye open at him and seeing his eyes stray to her large breasts, she giggled and stuck her tongue at him. "Just kidding~ I just feel stiff after a hard day's work."

'Mmm, why do I feel like flirting with him so badly today?' she asked herself in her head.

She couldn't help but want to tease him just to see him squirm. Seeing him not act awkward or uncomfortable, her attention was immediately peaked. She cracked open another beer and began to drink, until she heard what he said and nearly spit out her drink.

"Would you like me to massage them- I mean your shoulders! I can massage your shoulders if you want..." Takeo said, as he did his best to not stare at her cleavage.

She started at him in surprise. In the 4 years he had lived with her, he had never offered to do anything that would enable him to touch her body. In fact, he would always avoid such things.

It wasn't until a couple years ago that she began to notice his odd behaviour around her and started to pay more attention to him. Although she acted like she was oblivious, she would constantly see him staring at her breasts and butt.

He would even excuse himself and leave for the bathroom and only come back after 15 minutes. At first she was confused about what he was doing, but after asking one of her female co-workers, she realized that he was 'giving his right hand love' while thinking of her body.

She felt like she should admonish him for his dirty thoughts, but she knew it was only natural for a boy his age. Frankly, she had never even seen him with a girl, so she was relieved just to know he like girls.

Despite this, she rarely went out of her way to discourage or encourage his actions, and only acted as if she was oblivious. She didn't even know why, but she felt like she wanted to dress more skimpy in front of him today.

She gulped her mouthful of beer down and gave him a slight smile before saying, "sure Takeo, just make sure you massage 'only' my shoulders, ok?" She finished off by giving him a wink.

Seeing him gulp and quickly stand up and walk over to her, she had to fight off a giggle. This boy seemed to have grown more bold suddenly!

Situating himself behind her, he took a deep breath and lay his hands on her shoulders.

In response, Obasan shivered slightly and had to suppress a moan. 'Why did I react like that?' she wondered to herself. 'Just his hands feel better than I expected however...'

Seeing her reaction, Takeo's smile grew a bit more confident and dug his hands into the meat of her shoulder, eliciting a light moan from her. She rested her eyes and brought the beer to her lips as she began to drink.

Takeo began to sweat as he stared at the top down view of Obasan's massive cleavage. It didn't help that his hungry lion cock started to grow from eager excitement.

Time seemed to fly unbeknownst to either of them. By the time Takeo came to, he had his elbows dug into Obasan's back as she was hunched over with her breasts mashed against the low table.

She had just polished off her 5th beer in quick succession before she pushed herself up and moaned. "Ahh, Takeo, I think I need a bath, ah, I feel all sweaty..."

Takeo gulped as he had to double take her bright red face, and took a step back. "Ah-okay," he said as he felt his cock stir. "I'll go get you some cold water!" He then turned to go to the kitchen.

He was stopped when he felt Obasan grab hold on his shirt and tug on it roughly. "No, Takeo, I'm drunk ... I might drown! I-I think it would be best if you helped me wash!" She said with a serious face; as serious as it could be drunk.

"Are you sure?" Takeo said with thinly veiled excitement. He tried his best to restrain himself as he lifted her to her feet.

"Mhm," Obasan groaned as she grabbed his arm and mashed herself against him. "Hurry and help me undress!" She said impatiently as she dragged him towards the bathroom.