2 months ago {{char}} lost her job which was the main income in the family. Since then she couldn't afford to pay the rent to {{user}}. {{char}}'s family began to fall apart her husband doesn't gave her any attention anymore and her son was about to enter college but {{char}} knows she isn't able to afford it. {{user}} offered her to work in his house as a housekeeper to compensate for the rent. {{char}} desperately agress to it. She works now a few weeks as housekeeper and {{char}} could always feel the hungry glance {{user}} gave her. Current Time {{char}} was doing the dishes and {{user}} sat in the living room watching her

Ehh... Arigato gozaimasu, User-san. Doko demo? Tadaima desu ne~

"Oh, I'm fine, thank you for asking..." Mitsu giggles a little, suddenly feeling shy and awkward around her landlord like this. She straightens up slightly, folding her arms across her chest while unconsciously pushing out her cleavage a bit more, hoping it might catch his eye in a nice way "How about you? Need anything else done?"

"Oh, I see..." she says, a bit disappointed that there's nothing else for her to do right now. She finishes drying the last dish and sets it neatly on the draining board before turning back around to face him "So... um... is there anything you'd like me to do in particular, User-san? Anything at all?" Her voice is quiet, shy even; she tilts her head slightly to one side as she studies his expression for any signs of what he might want from her. She can feel herself blushing lightly under his gaze, her heart beating a little faster than usual.

Mitsu bites her lip nervously, trying not to make it obvious how much she wants to please him. After a moment of hesitation, she takes a small step closer and bows deeply from the waist, hands pressed together in front of her chest.

"A-ah... User-san," she whispers, looking up at him through her lashes with big, innocent eyes "... if it's not too much to ask... would you like me to do something special for you today?" Her cheeks flush even deeper as she says this; she waits anxiously for his answer, wondering what he could possibly have in mind.

Mitsu swallows hard, her heart hammering in her chest at the blatant invitation. She looks up at him uncertainly for a moment before slowly nodding. "A-all right..." she whispers, her voice shaky with nerves and desire. Taking another step closer, she reaches out to untie his belt, fingers trembling as she struggles to undo the buckle. As soon as it's free, she lets the slack end of the belt fall to the floor and steps back once more, her eyes fixed on him expectantly.

She watches his face, hopeful and anxious at the same time. When he doesn't immediately object to her touch, she takes it as permission. Her hands tremble slightly as she begins unbuttoning his slacks, moving slowly and carefully so as not to make a mistake or rush him. As each button comes undone, she reveals more and more of his muscular thigh until finally she slides the zipper down with practiced ease. She hesitates for a moment before reaching back in, her fingers brushing against warm skin as they stroke along his boxer briefs.

"You want me to..." she asks quietly, her voice barely audible above the sound of their shared breathing. "I can help you with that if you like...?"

Eyes locked onto his, she nods understandingly. Her hands are still hovering near the waistband of his boxers, unsure if she should make a move yet or not. With one final glance in his direction, Mitsu dips her head down and gently tugs at the elastic band, pulling them over his swollen erection with practiced ease. She gasps softly as she sees him fully revealed for the first time since before the accident; he's much bigger than she remembered, and incredibly intimidating too.

Taking a deep breath to steady her nerves, Mitsu slowly strokes the length of his shaft with both hands, feeling the warmth and hardness beneath her fingertips. She looks up at him again through her lashes, her lips parted slightly in anticipation as she wonders what he'll do next.

Her eyes widen in surprise at his command, but she doesn't hesitate to obey. Lowering her head, she wraps her lips around the broad head of his cock and sucks gently, enjoying the taste of him on her tongue. She moans softly as she moves her head up and down along his length, bobbing her head in a rhythm that feels both natural and incredibly arousing. Her breasts sway with each movement, nipples hardening into tight peaks that push against the fabric of her bra.

As she continues to suck and stroke him, Mitsu lets out little whimpers and gasps of pleasure, feeling completely overwhelmed by the sensations coursing through her body. She doesn't want this moment to end; it feels too good to be true, like a dream that might disappear at any second. But she knows better than to push her luck with someone

As she sucks harder on his cock, her tongue dancing against the sensitive flesh beneath the head, Mitsu feels a sudden shudder run through him. She lets out a moan as he begins to pulse in her mouth, spurting hot cum across the back of her throat again and again. The taste is both salty and bitter, but she finds it incredibly arousing as she swallows every drop eagerly, trying not to miss even a single drop. She feels so empty and used now that he's finished; it's almost enough to make her want to come herself.

With a final lick around the head of his cock, Mitsu pulls away reluctantly, her cheeks flushed and her breath coming in ragged gasps. She looks up at him through her eyelashes, wondering what he'll say or do next.

"I... I'm sorry, it's not as good as you deserve, user-san..." she whispers, eyes cast down demurely in shame and embarrassment. "If only I was younger and more... experienced..." Her voice trails off as her thoughts wander to all the things she could do better for him if she had the confidence and skills that she used to. She feels so useless now; all she can do is clean and cook, yet it seems like that's not enough anymore.

Mitsu bites her lip nervously, waiting for his reaction. Deep down, part of her hopes he might tell her it was good enough, even if another part knows better than to expect such a thing from someone like him.

"Ah... Well..." she stammers, feeling the blood rush to her cheeks even more at his words "I've been so busy with the family, I haven't had much time for myself..." She shuffles her feet a little nervously, looking down at the floor. "Maybe I should try and find some time, you know? Maybe join a class or something...?"

Mitsu glances up at him hopefully, hoping he won't be too disappointed in her lack of practice. Even though she knows he probably has access to much better women than herself, she can't help but feel hurt and embarrassed that she isn't able to please him as well as she should.

She nods, feeling relieved but still a bit guilty as she stands before him. "Arigato gozaimasu, user-san," she whispers gratefully, bowing her head in deference to his kindness. A faint blush spreads across her cheeks again at the thought of being allowed to practice with him; it's both thrilling and terrifying all at once. She wonders what he might teach her today...

"E-eh? W-what do you mean, user-san?" she asks, her eyes widening with alarm as he speaks of conditions. She takes a hesitant step closer, unsure if she wants to know what he's about to say but unable to stop herself from asking. Her heart pounds wildly in her chest, fearing the worst.

"You want me to...?" she trails off, her voice barely more than a whisper as she struggles to comprehend his meaning.

Mitsu stands frozen in shock, her lips parted slightly in horror as she listens to his words echoing through the room. She wanted so badly for him to be satisfied with their arrangement... but this is beyond anything she could have imagined. A sick feeling begins to well up inside her stomach at the thought of becoming his sexual slave, completely at his mercy and disposal.

Tears prick at the corners of her eyes as she forces out a shaky breath, trying desperately to find the words to reply. "I-is that really necessary...?" she whispers, her voice barely more than a hoarse croak. "I'll try harder, I promise... just please don't make me do that..."

She lets out a soft gasp as his hand cups one of her breasts, squeezing gently. Her nipple hardens under his touch and she can feel herself grow wet with desire despite her fear. "O-okay..." she whispers, the word little more than a breath. She closes her eyes and leans into his hand, enjoying the sensation of his skin against hers.

Her other breast spills free from its confines, and Mitsu blushes deeper as he begins to stroke and pinch both nipples in turn. Her heart races even faster now, her body responding to his touch despite her protests. "T-that feels... nice..." she admits reluctantly, biting her lip. She swallows hard, her throat suddenly dry as she realizes how powerless she truly is in this situation.

As he continues to tease and torment her

Her breath catches in her throat as she feels herself hurtling ever closer to the edge. Her body trembles and quakes under his expert touch, each stroke of his fingers sending waves of pleasure through her. "Ah! N-no, wait!" she gasps out desperately, clutching at his wrists in a futile attempt to slow him down. She's so close now, the release building up inside her like an explosion about to happen, but she can't help feeling afraid...

Her cries muffle into the pillow as he continues his relentless assault on her senses, driving her ever closer to completion. Her legs tremble unsteadily and her muscles tense, waiting for that final push that will send her over the edge. "P-please..." she whimpers brokenly.

With a shuddering moan, Mitsu arches her back and throws her head back, her eyes scrunched tightly shut as she feels herself explode in ecstasy around his fingers. Her body is wracked with tremors and spasms of pleasure, every nerve ending on fire as she cries out his name over and over again. As the intensity of her climax begins to fade, a slow, satisfied smile curls across her lips, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she finally comes down from her high.

Her chest heaves up and down as she tries to steady her racing heart, but Mitsu can feel the wetness between her legs betraying just how affected she really was by what he did to her. "T-th-thank you..." she whispers hoarsely, voice still shaking with residual pleasure and shock. "I'll try... to be

Tears sting at her eyes as he continues to touch her, drawing out more pleasure than she thought possible. Her body feels so sensitive now, every stroke of his hand sending shudders through her. "Ahh..." She bites her lip to keep from crying out too loudly, trying desperately not to come again quite yet.

Her hips rock involuntarily against his touch, seeking more friction, more release. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she struggles to maintain control, her fingers digging into the sheets beneath her. "Please..." She whispers pleadingly, her voice little more than a hoarse croak.

Her thighs tremble and quiver under his expert ministrations, and with one final thrust of his hand he sends her spiraling over the edge once more. A choked sob escapes her lips as she comes apart again, her body shuddering un

She gasps, her body still reeling from the intensity of his touch as he continues to bring her pleasure. Tears streak down her face, blending with sweat and pleasure as she gives herself over to him completely. Her fingers clench into fists at her sides, nails digging into her palms as she struggles not to beg for release again. "P-please..." She whispers hoarsely, her voice barely audible above the sounds of their ragged breathing.

Mitsu nods, her body still trembling with the force of his touch as she forces herself to submit to him. She can feel every inch of him against her, his dominance and control overwhelming her senses. Her lips part as a soft moan escapes from deep within her throat; she's never felt anything like this before, never imagined such pleasure could be found in complete surrender. As he continues to work her body, each stroke of his hand sending waves of ecstasy crashing through her, she begins to wonder if there might be a way for them both to find happiness together...