Being born as a young man in the countryside away from the hustle and bustle of urban atmosphere is my condition which at that time was still 16 years old.

I am the second of six children. I have an older sister and four others, three sisters and a younger brother. In general, my family is a family that has nothing and nothing more than an economy, it is still standard for the size of people living in the village, just to eat my family should not owe to others because father and mother are farmers, so we never feel hungry during that time.

As the eldest son, I have an obligation to help the family economy with my father, inheriting the spirit and expertise as a farmer. I always lighten the burden of both my parents in the field, I just finished school until junior high school and chose not to continue again with reasons to wander and try their luck in the city. After preparing supplies for my trip to town for almost seven months, I finally made a request and asked for permission from both parents. permit I get, I immediately rushed to the bus terminal that will take me to the city with a vehicle that happens to bring vegetables to the city.

Oyaaaaap...., I forgot to tell you, Ok Before too far all of you can to call me "Bogel" (a pseudonym)

At that time I estimated it was five o'clock in the morning, the atmosphere was still dark but the noise in the market broke my sleep. I got off the vegetable truck and thanked the driver who had given me a ride.
Finally I was in town with hundreds of kilograms of fresh vegetables.

My feet went to where the merchants took off their fatigue with a cup of coffee or tea and some bread, and I did the same with them, ordering a cup of coffee and bread for me to eat because my stomach was hungry and cold.

Not long afterwards, when it started to light I rushed to my uncle's address given by my father while in the village, no obstacles whatsoever I felt until I arrived at the address with transported by city transportation, apparently the address of uncle's house is not too far from the vegetable market earlier, just 20 minutes.

After getting off the city transport I immediately walked for about five minutes I saw a light green house with a yellow combination with the state of the open fence. Between sure and not, I decided to go straight in and say hello to the owner of the house.

Assalamualaikum....
Assalamualaikum....
(Kreekkkk,,,,) the door was opened by a middle-aged man who was none other than my own uncle.

Call it my uncle name "Sugeng".

Please go in Bogel, my uncle said.
Between me and my uncle, we already know each other because every year my uncle returns to the village and always stops by my house just gathering family because he is my father's brother. Because the first time visited Uncle's house, I was still stiff and had to adjust to my uncle's house. Uncle's house is not very big but very complete, very different from my house in the village. My uncle has been hanging around for decades in this city and now has a better life.

While we ate some of the dishes we shared with each other, Uncle asked a lot about the situation in the village while I just answered while throwing his eyes at the contents of my uncle's house. Apparently my uncle has been successful in the city and has a nice house, I said to myself with a smile of pride.
After a while, we were busy chatting, my aunt came and greeted, "what time does Bogel arrive in town?" open the conversation and we also dissolve in a warm family atmosphere.

Until here is still normal. But this is the beginning for me to know the city life.

Uncle and aunt got married for 19 years and were blessed with three children, the two smallest men and women seven years old, let's call her name Melani.
The house is only inhabited by three people, while his two sons attended school out of town and very rarely come home only once a year his sons comes home, so now there are four of us in my uncle's house with my arrival. Uncle's family is very good at treating me like their own son so I feel comfortable there. Their daughter Melani was very polite with me, we also played together after her coming home from school.

After a few days at Uncle's house just eating and sleeping, eating and sleeping and so-so, I finally went to my uncle, he was watching tv in the living room at the time and talking about my purpose in this city. I sat beside him as if to accompany him to watch.

Without looking at me, my uncle asked "what is the problem Bogel?"
"Why are you not sleeping yet?"
Perfect, "I told myself. I am answer,
"Uncle, I go to the city I want to find work, want to have income, and want to help the parents in the village. So I want my uncle to help me find a job here for me."

Not long after, Uncle turned off the TV and invited me to eat fried rice outside.

We arrived at one of the fried rice stalls and continued the conversation there.
"Uncle understand what you mean bogel.
Uncle will help you find a job here. You just relax!"
"thank you Uncle".
I am very happy to hear your uncle's response, I am happy to have an uncle like him.
Bottom line that night I got a good signal from my uncle.

This story begins when I first worked in a rich man's house to be a cleaner and a gardener.

After waiting almost a week, finally my uncle brought good news, my uncle managed to get a job for me. I started working at Mr. Ronald's house as a maid and as a gardener. Mr. ronald house where I work is not far from my uncle's house, just a five-minute walk away because it's still as complex as Uncle's house.

Mr. Ronald is a successful contractor at a very young age, he is 36 years old and has a wife with two boys each 7 and 5 years old. A very ideal family with everything he has.

On my first day of work, Mr. Ronald directed me with some details of the work I had to do at home. By the way he delivered, I came to the conclusion that Mr. Ronald has a good personality and polite. I feel comfortable working on him. The reason for his busy work Ronald did not have time to take care of his big house, sometimes he had to get out of town and so forth. Besides me, there are two domestic workers who work there, each taking care of his son and helping with household chores like cooking.

My first day at the ronald's house was limited to introducing the details of my work and being introduced to all members of him family, after which I was allowed to go home. I came home with pleasure because in addition to getting a job I also have a good employer.

The next day I returned with great enthusiasm, after completing some of my work in front and back of the house, for a moment I took time to rest behind the house in a cottage. Once I felt enough, I went inside to check out some work that might have to be fixed, but I did not find anything there. When I checked in in some rooms, I met the Mr.Ronald's wife, because I did not know what to do.

"What can I do for the inside of the house Mrs. Marissa?"
"He replied, no, there is nothing else you have to finish and you can go home if you want to go home."

With that answer I thanked and went straight out and returned to rest behind the house, because it was still daylight I decided to relax while waiting for the afternoon and go home.

Oh God, jam forgot to tell, Mr. Ronald's wife name is Marissa, She is a very beautiful and sexy woman, I cant face her eyes and it seems like she is a good woman.

While in the back of the house, I wonder how I can be like Mr. Ronald. I am so obsessed with wanting to be like her. The sun began to disappear with my reverie, I hurried home. The next day I worked as usual and so did the following days.

A new round of my work at Mr. Ronald's home.

source

Without feeling time running so fast, I've worked for 8 months in Mr. Ronald house. I already know every corner of this house. My relationship with Mr. Ronald's familiy is also getting better, including his wife and sons and housekeeper, we've known each other with these circumstances being the reason I like to work because they are all good people.

This incident started when ....

At that time the condition of the house as usual only Pak Ronald who is outside the city, this is as common as before. When I wanted to go home that afternoon, Mrs. Marissa asked me to check the tap water that was jammed in the bathroom of her room, because it's my work area, without a second thought I just checked it out.

Apparently, there was a leaky water hose connection so the water tap in my employer's bathroom did not work. I took some equipment and went straight there to fix it. It turned out that the hose leak occurred at some point until I had to disassemble some ceramic bathroom wall to get a leaky hose, this is very draining because apart from the dark start time and being in my boss private bathroom, of course very uncomfortable long in this place.

source

I tried as soon as I could to fix it because Mrs. Marissa had been waiting a long time. I saw from the crack of the bathroom door she was sitting on her bed holding whatever smartphone she did. because she used to bathe so she just uses a towel that covers her body. he looks very sexy and sometimes I notice the beauty of his body while working.

Huuuuugffffffff. I am very nervous here, being in a room with Mrs. Marrisa is none other than my boss. Unable to resist the feeling, I looked back at Marissa with a look that pierced the towel wrapped around her body. I was out of control and my lust struggled with great power. After nearly two hours in the room with this beautiful woman I finally finish the job and I immediately rush home with a feeling of chaos.

When I got home I was still thinking and hallucinating about my very beautiful boss and some possibilities that could happen with her in that room. it was a very rare opportunity to think I could catch a glimpse of my beautiful boss's body. From that moment on I became more eager to work, it surpassed my heart's desire to get the same chance again with Marissa, but the following days went by as usual, I worked like a slave from a rich man.

Until one day, while I was working in the back of the house cleaning the grass suddenly one of the housekeeper called me in a state of panic. I also came and asked "what the problem was, why was it so scared"?, I asked. She said, Mrs Marisa fainted in the living room. Without thinking I immediately went to see my boss situation, with assisted by my housekeeper i am bring my boss to her room and we waited until she realized.

Soon she realized, she confessed that before she fainted she was so dizzy until finally she fainted.

It was 6.25 pm. by Mrs Marissa I was asked to stay at her house for tonight, she was still not so healthy she said and her husband was out of town so she was afraid something happened with her and no man in that house, so i was asked to keep at my boss's house. I have long waited for this opportunity I finally did not hesitate to answer, I'm ready Mrs. Marissa. I was so excited that night, to be home with Marissa, I can sometimes imagine being able to fuck my boss.

After showering and changing clothes and eating then I relaxed while watching tv in the back room near the kitchen, at about 8:30 pm that night. Suddenly, mrs. Marissa tapped me on the shoulder and asked what I was doing. I was shocked and spontaneously moved her hands from my shoulders. Apparently my boss could not sleep and we told each other till it was midnight.

So, what happens next ???

Being very close to beautiful and sexy ladies like my boss Mrs.Marissa is almost impossible that I think of before. But the night was just the cloth from the clothes that became the partition between the two of us. As long as we chatted my heart at that time it was like playing drums on rock music because sometimes it came into direct contact with my boss's soft skin. of course, I was very excited at the time.*

Suddenly

Mrs. Marissa lost control of herself. SHe became very wild by holding my right thigh and stroked like a woman eager to fuck. She got out of control and she sat on my lap while groping my chest. My heart beat faster and I let it explore my body, occasionally he grabbed my hair and the more wild his behavior, but I kept quiet doing nothing, the longer my boss's passion, she licked my lips and there I was very aroused.

I let her do what she wants for my body, I still dont move, once satisfied licking my lips, she began to open the white shirt she wore my breathing stopped when faced with a very large breast and clean white which is still covered by a black bra. She kept wriggling sexy body in my lap, I became uncontrollable at the time, now my boss's body is just clad in a bra and shorts in the groin, While shaking his body, he opened the shirt and jeans that I use, leaving only my underwear.

The next incident surprised me a lot. my boss swayed like a striptease dancer in front of me, no shame at him, he was very tempting, striptease dancing he opened his clothes one by one until there was nothing left, she looks very perfect, beautiful and HOT. Naked back to my lap, kissing me, licking every inch of my body, I feel like I'm watching an American porn, and then unlocked my last missile, missed my underwear and quickly sucked on my already throbbing bat for a long time, I feel very happy there. very, very amazing.

Here, I started following her wishes, I grabbed her long hair to make her more excited. Satisfied suck my cock he back lap and Ploksssss!!! She sighed very loudly and yeeeeess yess! finally we have Fuck with passion. I squeezed her breasts and sucked them, she seemed to enjoy it immensely. I do not think he asked me to lick his pussy and I did it.until finally we lay helpless after almost two hours doing it.

The next day, Mrs. Marissa came to me and apologized about what was going on between us, she explained that her husband Mr. Ronald has never been in contact with her so I feel lonely and never satisfied in sexual matters. Hearing the confession from Mrs. Marissa, I was very surprised and felt sorry for her. She does not understand the change of her husband who never again had sex with his wife.
With that situation I and Mrs. Marisa more often have sex especially when she needs me, I am always there for my boss.