Leveling Up by Defiling Milfs-Chapter 65: Ch: Apples

*Chop-Chop-Chop-Chop*

Daniel sliced the green apples with practiced precision, plucking out the seeds and lining the pieces neatly in a bowl.

"And... done," he murmured, tossing the chopping board into the corner beside a small stone earthen stove fixed near the window. The kitchen area was open, bare of walls.

He casually swept all the dolls into his wardrobe and locked it, then picked up the bowl. After running his fingers through his hair, he stepped outside.

"Ahm... let’s meet my Landlady, ahm..." he thought, carefully masking his filthy grin behind an innocent expression.

*Knock-Knock*

Esmeralda opened the door quietly, slow and deliberate, until Daniel came into view. She then opened it fully.

"Oh, young man," she said, her expression tinged with confusion.

Daniel gave her a warm smile, calmly hiding the bowl behind his back, his expression was calm—innocent, hiding far more than it showed.

"Hello lady Esma, I brought some green apples for you... hope you will enjoy them," he said with a gentle smile.

"Oh, that’s so sweet... young man," she replied, extending her hand.

Just as she was about to take the bowl, Daniel dropped another compliment.

"Lady Esma, honestly you look so beautiful in this dress," said Daniel.

Esmeralda’s gaze flicked down for a second before she replied, "Thank you, young man."

’Fuck, isn’t she going to invite me inside?. Come on... I invested all my green apples into this,’ he thought, a flicker of disappointment stirring within him.

"Okay then, Lady Esma. Enjoy the green apples..." he said, turning away.

’Aww, this young man is so... sweet, I should give something to him in return,’ she thought, holding the bowl in her hands.

"Young man..." she called out, her eyes fixed on him.

Daniel turned. "Yes?"

"What is your name young man?"

"Daniel..."

"Huh? Umm... can you come inside for a second, I want to give you something..." she said, smiling.

"Sure, Lady Esma," Daniel replied, returning her smile warmly.

’Hehe... finally. Don’t worry my sexy landlady, I’ll make sure to drain every drop of my holy seed inside your holes,’ he thought, smirking to himself.

"Please have a seat," she says as she walks toward the kitchen.

She wore a white gown cinched at the waist by a simple leather belt, causing her soft peachy curves to swell gently. Golden earrings glint at her ears, and a ring rests on the finger of her left hand.

Daniel eased onto the cushioned stool.

’Damn it, I can barely hold my dick. Fuck... think something stupid Daniel. How can you touch her without forcing it?,’ he thought, until she returned with his bowl.

...

"Young man, here’s your bowl," she said softly.

"Thanks Lady Esma, but can you set it on the table?" he said, smiling nervously.

"But why?" she asks, her brow knitting in confusion.

"It’s because—"

*Zap!*

"Woah, what was that?" said Esmeralda, her eyes widening in shock.

"My powers are getting little out of control, suddenly," he said with a neutral expression.

She sets the bowl down on the table, and Daniel quickly grabs it. Inside lie two guavas, several bananas, and a bunch of black grapes.

"Huh? It stopped," Daniel murmured.

Esmeralda slid into the seat across from him. "So... you can summon lightning?"

Daniel nodded. "Not only that, I can check someone’s fortune by touching their hands, with my powers."

"What? Really?" said Esmeralda.

Daniel nodded again. "Yes..."

"Lady Esma, thank you," he said with a false smile. "Since, you gave me this much fruit, I shall charge you no coin for my service."

"Charge?" she asks, tilting her head in curiosity.

"Long story short, I use this ability to earn few coins. Hehe..." he said grinning nervously.

"Ow... how much do you charge, young man,"

"Just a copper, nothing more nothing less," he improvised. "Now, can I see your palm."

Esmeralda extends her hand, placing it gently on the table before her. Daniel explains that there’s a precise way a person must position themselves to ensure a one hundred percent success rate.

She obeyed—dropping to her knees and extending her hands on the table like an offering. Her back arches slightly, and her boobs presses lightly against the surface.

"Yes, now hold on for few seconds. I’ll quickly check your palm lines. And don’t move until I say, okay?" he said in a commanding tone.

Esmeralda nodded slightly. She didn’t even realize her body was posed perfectly in doggy style position. Well, this era hadn’t even heard of anything like it.

’Damn it... Should I directly slap her nasty peach ass or cook her slowly. Fuck, let’s marinate her,’ he thought grinning wickedly to himself.

Daniel gently hold her hand and brushed his finger to her palm lines. In an instant she felt a sudden heat blooming in her lower belly, her face blushed soft red and eyes widening.

Esmeralda shifted her gaze toward him, Daniel noticed it and fixed her. Her body was warming rapidly.

’Ahh... what is this feeling? My body... my pussy... is... fuck, why am I feeling suddenly aroused,’ she thought. ’Is it because of him? Or is this the part of the fortune telling?’

"Oh no, what is this future?" he said, eyes closing.

"W-what? What you saw? Young man?" she asked, her voice cracking.

Daniel shook his head slightly. "Just wait lady Esma, I’m almost there, almost..."

He peeked sideways and caught Esmeralda breathing heavily, her thighs rubbing together restlessly, her eyes glazed with raw hunger.

’Honey, what is happening to me... my body is craving for a cock. Fuck but why? Why! Why! Honey, I want to see your face again,’ she thought, her eyes heavy. ’Wish we had fucked before you left me. My pussy belongs to you and you only."

Daniel’s eyes snapped open fully, widening intentionally as if he’d glimpsed something dark and inevitable.

"W-what did you saw young man," she asked desperately, her voice cracking.

"It’s a good news," he said, leaning closer to her face, his breath hot against her skin.

"Really? Tell me fast."

"You’re about to get fucked in few minutes," he whispered, then crashed his lips onto hers.

*Smack!"

"Mmnhh~"