Chapter 101

Soon, Kirk ejaculated inside Julie.

"What's wrong with you? Didn't I tell you to finish outside?" Julie was startled, pushed Kirk away, and said, "What if I get pregnant? You jerk, how dare you! Have you considered my feelings? Selfish guy!"

Kirk laughed, "I can't help it. You're too charming, I was just too comfortable and forgot."

Julie scolded him again, quickly got dressed, and left in a hurry.

Kirk tidied up the ground and left from another direction.

After the two of them disappeared from sight, William pulled Wendy up and said, "Wendy, let's go."

Wendy agreed verbally, but she felt somewhat doubtful and confused.

Her husband Powell had a brother named Gabriel Ramos, whose wife seemed to be named Julie.

However, Wendy was not very familiar with Powell's relatives and didn't know if they shared the same name.

After thinking for a while, Wendy decided not to worry about these things anymore and continued on with William.

After more than twenty minutes, they saw a few old people chatting under a tree, so they went over to ask for directions.

A man in his fifties warmly said, "I'm Powell's uncle. You must be his wife. Follow me, I'll take you there."

The man kept chatting with Wendy along the way, "Powell has been smart since he was a child. I knew he would be successful!"

As he spoke, he kept staring at Wendy's chest, almost drooling over her large breasts.

In his mind, he thought, 'Powell's wife is really beautiful, those breasts are irresistible.'

Upon entering the house, the man shouted, "Julie, Julie, come out quickly. Your sis-in-law is here."

Once his voice landed, a beautiful woman, who was wearing a T-shirt, came out. Her huge breasts swayed, seemingly without a bra.

But when William and Wendy saw the woman, they were both stunned.

Because this woman was the same one who was having an affair with the man in the cornfield just now.

"You must be Wendy, right? Dad said you were coming, we've been waiting for a long time," Julie said warmly, taking Wendy's hand. Then she glanced at William and asked, "And this man?"

"This is William, my cousin. He's Aunt Aurora's son. She's on a business trip and asked me to look after him for a bit," Wendy explained.

"Nice to meet you, Julie," William greeted quickly.

"Me too, you're really tall. Come in, let's talk in the room." Julie replied, leading William and Wendy into the house. 

William, looking at Julie's swaying big butt, couldn't help but feel excited.

But as they stepped inside, he caught Wendy shooting him a death glare. He quickly looked away.

After Julie led Wendy and William into the house, they found that the interior was very ordinary rural decor, as if it hadn't been renovated for many years.

After Julie left, William whispered to Wendy, "Wendy, we just ran into her, did we?"

"Shut up! You're imagining things," Wendy snapped back. "Keep your mouth shut about this, got it?"

"Okay, I got it." William was taken aback by how intense Wendy was being and nodded quickly, not wanting to push it.

Even as he agreed, William couldn't help but think to himself—he wasn't imagining it. Sure, he hadn't gotten a clear look at her face, but that figure? Those curves? They were way too familiar.

But since Wendy didn't want him to bring it up, he could only suppress his curiosity.

After a while, Wendy's father-in-law Oliver Ramos came back, and Wendy hurriedly went out to greet him. "Dad, Powell can't come back from out of town, so he asked me to come and check on your health." 

"It's good to have you here," Oliver said with a sigh. "You've only been married a few years, and Powell's always away. I feel bad for you, honestly."

Wendy also told Oliver about William's identity. Oliver was pleased to hear they were cousins. He nodded and said, "That's great. With Powell gone, I worry about you being alone at home. You two should hang out more. William, take care of Wendy and help her out whenever you can."

"Don't worry, Wendy and I have a great relationship, I will definitely take good care of her," William said with a grin, shooting Wendy a quick wink. He was already thinking this was his golden ticket to swing by her place more often.

Having realized William's real thoughts, Wendy blushed.

She had already felt guilty about her relationship with William, and now Oliver's words just made it worse. Guilt gnawing at her, she quickly said, "Dad, let's go to the kitchen and see if we can help with anything."

Saying that, she took William and left the main room, and after a few steps, she whispered to William, "I'm telling you, don't say anything during dinner, or you won't be welcome at my house in the future."

William was startled, realizing she was dead serious. He quickly grabbed her arm and pleaded, "Got it, I promise I won't say anything out of line."

Just then, Julie came out with a plate of cornbread, "Come on, it's time to eat. Seems you two siblings get along really well."

Wendy pushed William away and said, "Why don't you go help?"

William quickly stepped forward to take the dishes.

But Julie thought he was a guest and shouldn't be doing that, so they ended up fighting over it.

William's hand accidentally pressed on Julie's breast, and he felt a jolt of warmth. He yanked back like he'd been burned.

Julie glanced at him, feeling that he didn't do it on purpose, so she carried the plate forward, only then did she feel a tingling sensation in her chest.

The rural food was plain but fresh. William enjoyed it a lot.

Julie was amazed at his impressive appetite.

Seeing William's strong and burly body, Julie couldn't help but remember the way his hand had brushed against her chest earlier. A shiver ran through her, and she felt a heat rise in her cheeks, her legs tingling with an unexpected warmth.

After eating for a while, Wendy asked, "Julie, is Gabriel not at home?"

"He's working on the farm, he rarely comes back. I master all the family affairs," Julie replied.

After dinner, Wendy was ready to take William home.

But Oliver shut it down. "You've finally come back for a visit, you can't leave so soon. Stay the night, head back tomorrow."

Julie also smiled and said, "That's right, Wendy. You barely visit—can't just bounce right after getting here. Stay the night. It's not as fancy as the city, but the air's cleaner. Who knows, you might not wanna leave once you settle in."

After dinner, William and Wendy helped with the cleanup. William whispered in her ear, "Wendy, I want to stay with you."

"No way! If Oliver sees us, what will we do?" Wendy glared at him, then said, "You'll have to make do for one night. We'll go back tomorrow, and then we can sleep together."

William had to agree.

While Julie was washing dishes, someone called her outside, and Wendy said, "Julie, leave it to us, go on your business first."

After Julie left, the two of them finished washing the dishes, and Wendy felt sweaty and uncomfortable.

So she turned to William and said, "William, help me wipe the sweat."

William agreed and used a wet towel to wipe the sweat off Wendy's forehead.

"And my back," Wendy added, glancing at the door. Her back felt sticky, and she blushed as she murmured the request.

Originally, she was a bit embarrassed to ask William to help wipe her back, but she couldn't bear it anymore.

"Okay!" William nodded excitedly, lifted Wendy's shirt, looked at her smooth back, his eyes almost blinded by the sight.

Wendy felt a bit more comfortable, but there was sweat on her chest as well, and she wanted him to help wipe it off.

But being in Oliver's house, it wouldn't be appropriate if someone saw them like this.

As William helped Wendy wipe her back, he felt his cock, which was pressing against Wendy's buttocks, getting hard.

Wendy blushed and said, "What are you doing? Didn't I tell you to wait until we get home tomorrow?"

Seeing Wendy's shy expression and hearing her soft voice, William couldn't wait until tomorrow, he wanted to strip the beautiful and sexy Wendy naked right now and have a passionate encounter with her.

He pressed his whole body against Wendy's back, threw the towel aside, and wrapped his hands around Wendy's smooth waist, sliding his palms gently on her flat and firm abdomen, leaning close to Wendy's ear and whispering, "Sorry, Wendy, I just can't resist your charm, how about I come over to see you tonight?"

"No, we might get caught!" Wendy blurted out.

"No one else is in the house, come on, let's have some fun." William reached through the bra and grabbed Wendy's breasts, squeezing them firmly.

"Wendy, you're sweating here too, let me help you wipe it." William's hands found their way to her chest, wantonly cupping the weight of her full, firm breasts. He couldn't resist exploring further, his fingers sliding beneath her bra to feel the soft, smooth skin underneath.

"Not now, wait until tonight, okay?" Wendy cooed lightly. She could feel herself getting turned on, her thighs tensing and relaxing as some liquid flowing out of her vagina.

"Then I'll come see you tonight!" William agreed, but he wanted to seize the opportunity to indulge himself now.

His hands reached into Wendy's bra, grabbing the heavy breasts and kneading them.

As he kneaded, he pressed his cock against Wendy's buttock, fantasying having real sex with her.

"Okay, stop it, you need to leave now!" Wendy took a deep breath, pushed William away.

Seeing Wendy was a bit angry, William let go of her and walked out of the kitchen.

But before he could get outside, he heard Julie talking to someone, and her tone seemed a bit off.

He couldn't help but tiptoe to the front door and peek outside, and he was instantly stunned.

He saw a pickup truck parked in the open space outside, with a lot of miscellaneous items in the back.

In the driver's seat, a man was kissing Julie.

Julie's clothes had been lifted, and the man was grabbing her full breasts, squeezing them forcefully.

Julie moaned as she was being kissed, seeming to resist, but her expression showed some enjoyment.

The man constantly grabbed Julie's big butt, and his cock was already inside her vagina.

William couldn't help but swallow hard.

Although Julie wasn't as beautiful as Wendy, she had a wildness about her as a rural housewife.

After watching for a while, just as he was about to leave, he couldn't help but cough.

Julie heard the sound, turned her head to look towards the door, and their eyes met.

She was startled, quickly pushed away the man, and said, "Alright, cut it out. Go unload the car already. We don't need anyone catching us."

Kirk didn't care. "Nobody's around, come on, let's go on it."

Kirk first noticed Julie when she moved here after marrying Powell. The moment he laid eyes on her curves, he was hooked—his mind racing with desire.

One day, Julie showed up asking for help, saying Oliver was sick. Kirk didn't hesitate; he loaded them into his truck and sped to the hospital.

Since then, whenever Julie came to ask for help, Kirk never refused.

Another day, she came asking to borrow some cash.

Without hesitation, Kirk gave her the money and asked, "Julie, how will you thank me?"

Having understood what he meant, she still pretended to be clueless and said, "What about treating you to a feast? I'll tell Powell after I come back."

"That's not what I want, but I do want to taste your milk," Kirk snickered.

Julie figured it wasn't a huge deal—Gabriel had been away for a long time, and she was feeling a bit horny. "Alright, I can let you have a taste, but just this once, and this settles the debt." 

Julie bit her lip, her fingers shaking as they gripped the straps of her nightgown. She slowly slid them down her shoulders, letting the fabric slip to her upper arms. But there she froze, her eyes welling up with tears, her body stiff and unmoving. 

Kirk slowly headed to her. Julie trembled slightly as his steps approached him bit by bit.

Until Kirk stood right close to her, out of fear and nervousness, her body trembled all over.

Despite her oral promise and her thirst for passion, she felt indeed nervous when she realized it was actually a betrayal.

"Still hesitate? What's on your mind?" Kirk asked softly as he took her trembling hands from her shoulders and gently moved them away.

As the straps left her body and separated to the left and right, the nightgown, deprived of the suspending force, fell to the ground in an instant, along with two glistening teardrops from Julie.