Chapter 1 The landlady
Abin didn't do well in high school, but he also got into a private technical school near Taipei. He is now 18 years old. Before the start of the semester, he thought commuting would be too hard, so he rented a student room near the school and only went home to visit his mother on weekends. His apartment, a wood-panelled building on top of the sixth floor of an old apartment block, has six rooms, a shared bathroom and a small kitchen, and a small balcony on the roof to dry clothes. When Abin moved in, school wouldn't start for five or six days, and he didn't know who was in the other rooms. The landlord and his wife surnamed Hu live on the sixth floor.
They are both young and in their early 30s. They have been married for several years and have two children aged four and five. On the third day after Abin moved in, his room was almost ready and he wanted to go out for a simple Chinese meal at noon. Since old apartments don't have elevators, he have to take the stairs. When he had reached the sixth floor and not yet reached the fifth, he heard the door of the landlord open. The landlady was opening it and coming out. "Mrs. Hu, didn't work today?" Abin asked casually. Mrs. Hu is at home today because the company has some annual leave that has been scheduled a long time ago. As she didn't have to work, she had slept up until now. She was about to go out to dinner when she met Abin.
"Yeah, little brother, are you going out?" Seeing that Abin was a student, she called him little brother. "I'm going to dinner, and you?"
"Me too. There's a good fast food place across the street. Why don't we go?" Mrs. Hu said kindly.
"All right! "Replied Abin.
They went to the restaurant and each ordered lunch. As they ate and chatted, they gradually got to know each other. Mrs. Hu was not very beautiful, but she was not ugly. She was of medium build, not the kind of woman with large breasts and buttocks that Abin had most salivated.
Today she is wearing a comfortable and relaxed one-piece T-shirt, about 10 cm above her knee, showing her white legs. The fast food restaurant table is not big, they sit near the corner of the table at a 90-degree Angle. Sometimes Mrs. Hu crossed her thighs, so that Abin could not help but secretly peep. Mrs. Hu had a short, pretty hair, no makeup, and a sweet smile. When she ate her meal and drank her drink, her lips and lips moved beautifully. "Housewives have their charms,"Abin thought to himself.
After lunch, they walked back to the apartment and happened to have a small but heavy parcel delivered by the mail truck at the gate. Mrs. Hu hurried upstairs to get the stamp. Abin took the parcel and waited downstairs with the postman.
The trip up and down six flights of stairs made her gasp. After the postman left, she gasped and laughed and said, "Little brother, you see I have no strength at all. Will you help me carry this parcel up?"
Abin, of course, had no problem. When they reached the fifth floor, Mrs. Hu ran up to the sixth floor, intending to open the door first. As she was going up the stairs, Abin took the opportunity to look up and see that Mrs. Hu was wearing a pair of tiny white panties under her T-shirt skirt, so small that most of her round bottom was visible when she ran. It's not a big ass, but it's nice and solid. Abin's eyes were stimulated, and his heart was beating. On the sixth floor, Abin left the package in the living room, and Mrs. Hu thanked him repeatedly.
Abin was looking for something to talk about when he heard Mrs. Hu ask, "Little brother, do you have anything to do this afternoon?"
Abin thought for a moment and said, "School hasn't started yet. There's nothing to do."
"Well, I think I will be at home today anyway. I want to tidy up and clean the house. Some of the furniture is too heavy, and I want you to help me."
Abin, who was also very fond of this kind landlady, agreed anyway. The two of them scrambled to tidy up. It's not easy. It's hot. Two or three hours of cleaning made them both sweat. Even though the air conditioner was on, Abin could not bear to take off his shirt.
It was past half past three when they managed to finish cleaning roughly. Mrs. Hu took two bottles of Coke from the refrigerator and drank them with Abin on the sofa in the living room. They smiled at each other.
"Thanks, buddy. I'll take you out for a steak later," said Mrs. Hu.
"Yes, but what about your husband?"
"He's working overtime today and won't be back until after eight o 'clock after picking up the kids. Ah, right!" Mrs. Hu suddenly remembered something. She said, "There's an electric stove on the kitchen closet that hasn't been used for a long time. Would you please go and help me get it?"
Abin went to the kitchen, set up a step ladder, and rummaged around the closet.
"Landlady," he said, "I don't see a hot plate. What a mess you have up here."
"Then come down and hold the ladder for me while I look for it. Did I forget to put it somewhere else?"
As she climbed the ladder, Abin looked up and saw the view under her skirt once more, this time very close and clear.
On the small round buttocks, she was wearing a white silk high-waisted briefs, which set off the hip quite warped. Because the shirt is loose, he saw the breasts and it is similar to being half naked. Occasionally, in order to move something far away, Mrs. Hu raised one foot slightly and stood on the ladder with only the other foot, which allowed Abin to see the swollen private parts more clearly. Under the tight white silk cloth, it was more attractive, which made Abin's cock erected like a raging frog.
"Well, not really!" She looked up there for a long time, which gave Abin enough to peep.
"Little brother?" She bent her head and wanted to say something, but she found Abin looking at her skirt. Naturally, she knew that she was exposed. She quickly climbed down the stairs and said to Abin, "You are bad boy!"
When Abin saw that the landlady was not very angry, he smiled and apologized, "I'm sorry, but I can't help watching"
Mrs. Hu heard this and stared at him with an angry expression. He said again, "But it's really nice."
Mrs. Hu, angry and laughing, snorted and laughed, "I'll be really angry with you next time you're rude like that."
Abin thought that Mrs. Hu was the most good-natured woman in the world, but that big stiff dick in her pants didn't know what to do.
In fact, Mrs. Hu also noticed his physical reaction, she pretended not to know, turned back into the living room.
"Come quickly! The cola is running out of ice." She urged Abin.
Abin returned to the living room, and suddenly they were out of conversation. After thinking about it for a while, he had an idea. He stretched out his waist and arms and said, "I'm really tired. Are you tired, Mrs. Hu?"
"Of course I am, especially my shoulders are so sore!" As she spoke, she tapped her shoulder.
"Here, I'll beat it for you, "said Abin, rubbing his hands and wanting to try.
Mrs. Hu was very defensive and said, "That's all right, but you can't mess with it!"
"Don't worry!"
With both hands in his fist, he gently beat Hu Taitai on his shoulders. Mrs. Hu closed her eyes for joy, and Abin beat her for a while, then changed into a pinch. Mrs. Hu simply bent down on the sofa and enjoyed Abin's service.
Abin pinched and found that Mrs. Hu was breathing slowly and seemed to be falling asleep. Then he whispered, " Mrs. Hu?"
When Abin saw that she did not respond, he secretly moved his palms away from his shoulders and gently moved them toward her back and hips. Mrs. Hu remained motionless. Emboldened, he shifted his focus entirely to the buttocks and thighs, and began to knead them. Perhaps because it was really comfortable, Mrs. Hu still lay on her stomach, but suddenly bowed her left leg to make herself more comfortable.
This sudden movement startled Abin, seeing that she did not move again, he was assured to continue his frivolity.
Abin was delighted by Mrs. Hu's change of position, so that he could look down and see her underwear again. Abin surreptitiously lifts up the hem of her skirt, revealing her entire buttocks.
The little round silhouette, the tight white briefs. Abin is not still massaging, he is just fondling back and forth. As he felt it, his fingers moved uneasily between her hips and legs and touched the mystery, feeling only fat, tender, hot, wet. After pressing his fingers gently over the silk for a moment, he boldly pulled Mrs. Hu's hunched left leg and rolled her over. Mrs. Hu was now completely unguarded from the waist down, even though she was neatly dressed.
Abin went about his business on his own, first lifting the silk cloth of her private parts with his left index finger, and then invading the briefs directly with his right index finger and middle finger, holding down the bud and rubbing it gently. It seemed to him that Mrs. Hu was trembling secretly, and in a few moments a shower of obscene water was leaking out, making the white briefs almost transparent.
Abin made up his mind. With his left hand, he opened the seam of his trousers further, bent his head, put his mouth to the small point and licked it liberally.
"Ah" Mrs. Hu could not pretend to sleep any longer and cried out.
Abin ignored her and continued licking, teasing the sensitive clitoris with the tip of his tongue. She involuntarily pressed her hands on Abin's head, shaking her hips.
"Oh, comfortable, comfortable" Mrs Hu's sexual fluid drained out, trembling with comfort, and waves of pleasure came to her heart.
"Good little brother, so comfortable. Ah, about to come. Ah, coming, " a wave of water rushed out and made the chair cover wet.
Abin let go of her pussy and turned to hug Mrs. Hu. She was soft, squinting, cursing,"Bad brother, you bully me"
"Good sister, are you comfortable?"
"I won't tell you. Why do you call me sister? Who told you to?"
Although Mrs. Hu was not charming, she had a gentle and delicate look. At this time, she had had an orgasm, but she was still behaving in a sweet way, which made Abin happy.
