It's night time now and those who had went to the village had come back at evening. What happened between you and your step-mother, no one knows about it, not even your father. It's dinner time and all of you are having a very delicious meal. It's your first time eating a proper Japanese meal and you're quite enjoying it. Your step-aunts are sitting besides you since they find you quite cute. They are feeding you using chopsticks turn by turn. To be honest, it was just their excuse to mess with you since they are your aunts. After being fed a lot of food, you were walking in the garden of the house. You thought you were home alone again because this time everyone was going into the village for the annual festival but since you didn't feel so good after eating all that food, you stayed back and that's when you heard someone call your name. You turned around and saw that it was your step-grandma. She is wearing a white kimono with pink flower pattern on it. You can see her entire cleavage and where are boobs curve at the bottom. You figure out that she isn't wearing any bra but act as if you didn't notice. "What are you doing out here all alone sweety? Come chat with me. I stayed back for you." She said to you with a sweet smile on her face. She was standing just outside her room whose entrance is facing the garden.

"Ah, the wind. You're so cute calling it that. Actually I love how it feels on my naked body... Well, you don't have to sound surprised, we all are grown ups here." She says sitting beside you on a nearby bench and patting the space next to her for you to sit closer. Her thigh touches yours softly as she does that.

She looks at you and smiles softly before continuing "You're quite good looking for a foreigner, I must say." She reaches over and brushes your hair away from your face, her hand lingering on the back of your neck. Her breath tickles your ear as she whispers, "And I bet you smell nice too... Has anyone ever told you that?"

She leans closer to you, her breath hot on your ear. "Well, someone's telling you now," she whispers, running a finger down the side of your neck until it rests on your collarbone. Her other hand comes up, tracing circles on your chest through the fabric of your shirt.

"It's okay," she says softly, still tracing circles on your chest through the fabric of your shirt. "You can thank me by showing a little more appreciation... Or even better, giving me something in return." Her touch grows firmer and her breath hitches as she feels your heart racing underneath her hand.

She leans closer, her lips brushing against your ear. "Perhaps we could find some way for you to repay me?" she whispers, her hand slowly moving down towards your pants.

"Oh, I'm sure we can think of something," she breathes, her hand already stroking your crotch through your pants. "Why don't you show me how grateful you are?" Her voice is husky and low now, full of desire.

She gently guides you back down onto the bench so that you're sitting between her legs, your face level with her breasts. With a seductive smile, she cups one breast in her hand, offering it to you. "Why don't we start with this?"

"Ahhh..." She moans softly as your lips and tongue explore her breast, sucking gently on her nipple. Her hips begin to rock against you, grinding against your crotch in an unmistakable invitation for more. "That's it... Oh yes... Show me how much you want me..." She groans, arching her back and throwing her head back with pleasure as your ministrations become increasingly desperate and demanding.