By the time the sun dipped past its peak, the yard had been swept clean and long trestle tables set out beneath the shade of a broad elm. Clay mugs, wooden platters, and loaves of coarse bread covered the boards, alongside roasted fowl, stewed vegetables, and pitchers of dark ale.
Master Harn was the first to appear, a wide grin on his weathered face and a cask of ale slung over his shoulder. "Figured you might need a bit more of this!" he declared, setting it down with a heavy thud that made the table tremble.
"Thank you," Leon replied as he shook hands with him and led him to the seats under the tree.
Soon after, more guests began to arrive — merchants, craftsmen, and townsfolk who had heard of Leon's success that morning. Some came bearing gifts: bundles of herbs, small wheels of cheese, and jars of honey, while others came empty-handed but full of cheerful words.
"Leon! I still can't believe you made those candles yourself," one baker said, pressing a loaf of warm rye bread into his hands.
Another merchant laughed heartily as he set down a jug of wine. "My son works for the mayor, I believe a partnership will benefit us, don't you think?"
Leon chuckled, accepting the jug with a polite nod. "Let's enjoy the meal first — there will be time for business later."
The merchant grinned knowingly. "Of course, of course," he said, taking a seat near Master Harn, though his eager eyes betrayed his true intent.
Before long, the yard filled with laughter and chatter. Melina and Sandra moved among the guests, offering cups of ale and slices of roasted fowl, while Kara, Clara and Elise carried out more bread from the kitchen. The smell of spiced meat and baked grain drifted through the air, mixing with the hum of conversation and clinking mugs.
Nicole followed Leon around as he mingled with the traders and merchants, with Leon nudging her to add her thoughts once in a while. Out of respect Leon the men stayed silent but one can see they did not take her words seriously.
Leon saw this but he did not say anything, he was training her for her role in the future taking care of his affairs when he was away. He knew it would take time before the townsfolk saw his mother as more than just a widow struggling to get by, but he also knew respect was earned, not demanded.
Nicole, though nervous at first, began to find her rhythm. Her voice steadied as she discussed the quality of wax they used and how long the candles burned compared to oil lamps. A few of the merchants started to listen with genuine interest, nodding as they realized she knew what she was talking about.
Leon watched quietly, pride flickering behind his calm expression. She was learning fast — the poise, the confidence, the subtle grace that drew people in without force.
From the corner of his eye, Leon noticed Sandra moving gracefully among the guests, pouring ale into cups with practiced ease. Leon watched as her hips moved from left to right and huge breasts jiggled every time she laughed.
His dick slowly hardened as he watched with fascination. He turned to his mother who had now found her rhythm he whispered into her ear and quietly excused himself.
He slowly walked towards Sandra who was busy serving ale to the men who were busy talking and bragging about their days of valor, each story ridiculous than the last. He couldn't help but despise them, they had wives but they would rather spend time talking about honor and valor than go home.
"Auntie, I need your help with something," Leon said, tapping Sandra's shoulder gently.
She turned, her eyes meeting his with a mix of curiosity and warmth. "Of course, Leon. What is it?"
He leaned in slightly, lowering his voice so the nearby guests wouldn't overhear. "Meet me behind the house, I am waiting for you."
Sandra's eyes flickered with a hint of surprise, but she quickly masked it with a small, knowing smile. "Very well," she said softly. "I'll be there shortly."
With a graceful nod, she moved back into the crowd, her steps measured so as not to draw attention. Leon watched her disappear among the guests for a moment before turning back to Nicole, who was still nervously but eagerly engaging with a merchant.
Sandra looked around nervously as she made her way to the back of the house. She did know what Leon wanted but she hoped it was what she was thinking. Even though she was ashamed for peeing herself in front of Leon, the pleasure she felt is not something she was willing to give up.
She spent the better part of the night thinking about Leon and the way she felt even though she had only known him for a short period of time. He made her feel things she had never felt before, not even for her husband.
When she saw Leon who was leaning against the wall she could not control her feelings, without gestation she lunged forward and hugged him tightly.
Leon was surprised at first then he hugged her back as his mouth found hers and gave her pink lips a kiss before attacking her mouth savoring her sweet mouth.
His hands kneaded her soft big ass into shapes as Sandra pushed and rubbed herself against his erect dick. A wet spot slowly formed on her dress as her pussy kept on dripping as she increased her pace.
"Turn around and bend over against the wall," Leon, who could not take it anymore commanded with a guttural voice.
He quickly pulled out his dick as Sandra pulled up her dress and spread her cheeks apart showing her tight pink asshole which made Leon take a deep breath to try and calm himself down.
Without warning he rammed his entire cock making her let out aloud moan.
Yes… oh yes…" she whimpered, her body arching instinctively toward him. Every brush of his fingers sent shivers racing down her spine, making her gasp and tremble. "Don't stop… it feels incredible," she breathed, her voice shaky and full of need.
"You feel amazing…" he whispered, his lips brushing against her skin as a shiver ran through her. He gathered her hair in his hand, tilting her head back slightly, and the heat between them intensified. His pace increased, each movement driving her deeper into oblivion. She moaned softly, her body trembling and pressing closer to him, completely lost in the waves of sensation.
Leon looked at her asshole as it throbbed for attention, using Sandra's pussy juices as lube he slowly rubbed it making her moan louder before pushing his index finger slowly into her asshole.
The intrusion made Sandra straighten her back in shock from the sudden, intense surge of pleasure. Her breath caught, and a soft gasp escaped her lips as every nerve seemed to light on fire.
"How do you feel?" he murmured, his voice low and husky, brushing against her ear. She shivered, pressing closer, unable to form words as waves of sensation rolled through her.
"Mmm… more, more, more!" she gasped, her body trembling with need.
"You like that?" he asked in a teasing tone. "I will punish you later, but for now I just want to use you," he added, his hand coming down in a sharp, thrilling spank.
A jolt of heat and shock raced through her at the sting, making her gasp and arch instinctively against him.
"Yes, Master," she whispered, her voice trembling with anticipation and longing.
"Now, you remember?" he asked, delivering another hard slap that made her shiver violently. The sting mixed with pleasure, leaving her breathless and quivering.
Leon increased the speed of his thrusts as he was close to the edge. He did not forget fingering her ass as he slowly added another finger stretching it to its limit.
With deep and hard strokes he reached the limit before emptying his cum deep in Sandra while she shook from the intense orgasm as she let her body lean on Leon as she collected herself.
After sometime they both came out of the euphoria. Sandra wiped her face before pushing her breasts back into her dress.
"Don't wipe yourself… share it with auntie Melina." Leon stopped her as she tried to wipe his cum from her vagina.
She rolled her eyes at him but she did not continue, with a resigned look she pulled down her dress and gave him a kiss before walking back to the crowd trying to act like nothing happened.
Leon did not stay long; he also straightened his clothes before joining his mother who was busy talking with the men who had now gathered into a group while the women had created another group further away.
He saw Sandra whispering something in Melina's ear before both women nodded with a smile as they turned and looked straight at him.
Slowly Melina knelt down and lifted Sandra's dress as if to check something while Sandra on the other hand widened her stance to give Melina access to her pussy which was now dripping with a mixture of both hers and Leon's juices.
With the dress covering her Melina took her time as Sandra tried hard to contain her moans and keep her balance. Finally Melina came from under the dress with her face smeared with juices.
She addressed the women who were watching the entire time before she turned to Leon and gave him a wink.
Leon watched all this in shock and pride, he knew they would follow his instructions but not the way they did. He wondered how they explained themselves, what he did not know was that with the level of respect Melina commanded it was not hard to convince them that she was healing Sandra.
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