Chapter 5: -05- Liquid Courage

Up until this point, she hadn’t asked me for anything of her own accord, it was always me insisting.  But today she said she wanted to cut loose and drink, if it was alright with me.  She mentioned liking to have one day every week or so to be a little irresponsible with alcohol.  I figured it was fine, seeing as how she was already at home, it was already the safest place she could have been to do it.

I gave her some money and she happily took it with the intention of buying herself some beer and us some snacks.  We’d already agreed to watch another movie together, and dinner for movie night was pizza once again.  Up until this moment I didn’t even know a woman could drink as much as Hanazono-san did.  I was pretty sure she could have easily put my dad under the table, not that I recall him drinking all that much at home when I was younger.

One thing that changed about Hanazono-san’s personality when she got buzzed was that she got incredibly frisky.  I mean, she already wasn’t all that reserved when we would sit down together, but this change was something else entirely.  It was just like when she sandwiched my arm on the way home from the arcade between her breasts, or when she flat out kissed me when she arrived at my home drunk the second time.

I found myself neck deep in her chest at some point as she gave me a hug.  Those things were dangerous!  There was no doubt in my mind that if she hadn’t released me when she did, I would have passed out from that erotic sleeper hold.

Yet, one thing she did have, was a limiter.

By the sixth can of beer, she called it quits.  She said that if she drank any more than that she’d be totally useless in the morning.  I couldn’t see how she wouldn’t have the world’s biggest hangover already, but maybe she’s one of those iron-liver types?

There was still some cleaning up to do, but she said to leave it until the morning and she’d take care of it.  I wasn’t going to argue, I was kind of worn out as well, so I helped her upstairs and put her to bed.  After using the restroom, I also headed towards my bedroom to lay down for the night.

I won’t lie, I have been using memories of her erotic body as nightly material.  There’s no shame in admitting that much.  I had even planned to take care of business tonight as well, but my plan was defeated when my door suddenly opened.

Standing at the doorway was Hanazono-san wearing something I didn’t even know she owned.  Some kind of black lingerie that let me see her ripe fruits with almost no concealment.

“H-hanazono-san!?  Can I help you with something?” I half-shrieked in surprise.

“Tachibana-san… I’ve… hic… I’ve been neglecting my duties up ‘til now.”

“EH?”

Neglecting her duties?  No way that’s true.  The house has never been cleaner, and I haven’t missed a meal at all!

She walked over to the bed, and I stiffened up.  Her melons bounced with every step and easily hypnotized me.  There was no way I couldn’t react to her lewd appearance!  When she reached my bedside, she sat down and leaned towards me.

“I know right now, I’m in a sorry state, so forgive me a little for this, okay?”

“W-what do you mean?”

“I’m… gonna take care of you now.”

She reached for my pants and undid them, I didn’t even think to stop her.  She pulled out my boy who was already ready already, and brought her mouth close to it.  She rubbed her lips on it giving it a nice long lick from the base all the way to the tip.

“Um… you really don’t have to do this?”

She turned to look at me while flopping my partner around in her hand.

“I want to.”

“EH?”

“Tachibana-kun has been so good ta’ me.  So patient.  It’s a little tough… preparing my heart, so I had ta’ borrow some help from beer-san, so that’s why I’m askin’ ya’ ta’ forgive me a little, ‘kay?”

With those being the last words she spoke as she faced me, her puffy wet lips wrapped themselves around my all-too-interested kouhai, and I was gobbled up in an instant by her lips.

“Huuuu~”

I don’t even know how to explain how amazing her mouth was.  She was like a snake, coiling her tongue around me and her head and neck worked in harmony to deliver me the most amazing pleasure I’ve had so far with a woman.  Even though I had a girlfriend once, she never did this with me.

“I…incredible!”

She seemed to relish the sudden compliment and continued her oral assault on me with drunken abandon.  I was conflicted because… well, it’s not like I wanted her to stop, but was she really okay with doing this with me?  I didn’t want her to think that this was expected of her.  I was happy enough to have the closeness we had, and she was still dealing with the break-up from her long time lover.  I would have just hugged her if that was the kind of comfort she needed, but to do this much...

I was doing my best to look at her as if she was family.  Like a distant cousin or an auntie.  But with what she was doing now, I worried that I couldn’t look at her like that ever again.  I desired her, and once that door opened in my heart, I wondered if it could ever close again.

I reached down to touch her hair, and she quickly popped off.

“Tachibana-kun.  My gag reflex is really sensitive, so don’t push down too hard, okay?”

Eh?

“That’s not it… Hanazono-san.  Can… you hold on just a moment?”

“What is it?  Is it not enjoyable?”

“Iya, it’s very enjoyable.  Hanazono-san is incredible in fact, but are you really okay with… doing this?”

“Hm?  What are ya’ saying?  Isn’t this what we agreed on?”

“Eh?  When?”

“What do ya’ mean when?  When ya’ asked me ta’ stay with ya’ that morning.  Ya’ said we could stick ta’ the old agreement, and that ya’ wanted me ta’ take care of ya’.”

“Could… you possibly have misunderstood?”

“Mis…understood?”

“By taking care of me, I meant that I wanted you to keep cooking, doing housework and well… just hanging out with me when I was lonely.”

It was like something dawned on her suddenly.

“Oh… my… I… I thought…”

She had a ghastly look of nervousness suddenly adorn her beautiful face.

“Of course ya’ wouldn’t want an old woman like me… for this.”

She stood up and wobbled, then her hands covered her mouth.  She turned pale and looked like she was about to vomit.  She quickly hurried into the bathroom, what followed was a lovely chorus of bile hitting the water.

I redid my pants and went to the bathroom where she was praying to the porcelain god, and knelt down beside her, scooping her hair away from her face.  In between rounds of vomiting, she looked at me pitifully and gave an ironic laugh.

“I… can’t even do this right… how embarrassing.”

I rubbed her back with my free hand as I kept the hair out of her face.  Even in this ugly situation, the least ugly thing in the room was her.  I felt like a real asshole now.  I had no idea all this time she was thinking I wanted to extort her for that.

I hugged her tightly.

“Thank you.”

“Ueh?”

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“Hanazono-san.  Thank you for… doing your best.  I’m sorry if I gave you the impression I was the kind of man who’d ask something like that of you in exchange for a place to stay.  Please… don’t think I’m like that.  Even if you are a bit older than me, you should treasure your body and only do it with someone you love.”

She had a stilted laugh that shook her whole body.

“In all the time I’d been with him… I never once strayed.” She sniffled,  “I loved him…  I really fucking loved him!  But… the kindness you showed me in only a couple of weeks was more than he’d shown me in the last few years.  Years!”

She moved her arms and pushed me back.  I hit the floor, and she was on top of me.

“Every day I thought you might ask me to do this.  Every day I wondered if I really could go through with it.  You didn’t do anything, though, Tachibana-kun.  You just kept being nice and patient, and I kept worrying that you’d get fed up eventually.  I… I know I did what I did when we watched that movie.  You were kind enough to not ask for anything else either.  I’m grateful to you for that.  But… I had to face a lot of inner turmoil to get here tonight.  I even had to binge drink so I wouldn’t be so… scared.”

“L-like I said, you don’t have to do this if you don’t want to.  I definitely am not asking you to do so.”

She leaned in close to my face.

“Can I, though?”

“Eh?”

“Can I… do this… with you?”

“Hanazono-san… maybe you should just sleep it off tonight.”

She stared right into my eyes.

“…”

Then she sighed, sitting back on her legs.  She looked up and I was nothing if not confused.

“Did I say… the wrong thing?”  I had no doubt I had.

“You’re the master of this house, Tachibana-kun.”

“Look, I… enjoyed it.  I really, truly, enjoyed it.  I just… I want to be sure that you aren’t feeling forced into it.  I don’t want you to look at me like a despicable guy.  I don’t want to take advantage of you if you are emotionally vulnerable.”

She then brought her gaze back hard towards me.

“We’re always emotionally vulnerable, especially when we meet the right person.  You might be too young to know this now, but that’s how it is.  Maybe you think the world is full of nice people just like you, but it’s not, you know?  There are pieces of shit everywhere!  I’m a woman who has nothing but the clothes on her back and a single carry-all.  Even if you didn’t mean what you said, I accepted it because even behind such a… misunderstanding, it was still a fair trade for me.  Hell, I was even excited for a moment about it.  I thought a nice young legal high school boy wanted this old woman!  Wanted me enough to ask that… not… even my hus… boyfriend wanted me anymore.  I’m old and used up, Tachibana-kun.  I thought maybe I had a second chance…”

I had sat up as she spoke and faced her directly.

“It’s my fault for using the wrong words, but you are wrong about something.”

“Oh yeah?  What am I wrong about?”

“You aren’t used up, and I… do… want you.”

She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, also clearing some snot away.

“If that’s something you want to do… then I’m honored.  I think you are probably the sexiest, most beautiful woman I’ve ever met.  The week you were gone, I had only the memory of you to… relieve myself with.  I wished everyday for you to come back.  I was so empty and alone without you.  Even if I’m young, I know what it is to be alone.  I know that only too well.  I’m not at all averse to doing this kind of stuff, but I just didn’t want you to look at me the next day with one of disgust.  I don’t want you to think you aren’t wanted or aren’t safe here without being obligated to do that!  Without you… my home is empty.  I’m empty, too.  You are wanted, because without you… I don’t have anyone else.”

“Tachibana-kun…”

“I like you, Hanazono-san,”  I confessed, “If it is alright with you, if you… can see me in that way.  I’d…um, like to date you.”

“You… wanna… date… me?”

I nodded my head sharply.

“I may a bit inexperienced in many things.  I also am completely aware you were in a long time relationship which ended poorly, and probably don’t want to find yourself back in one so soon… but if we were to do things like this, I want to date you properly before we begin doing so.  It’s… important to me.”

She looked at me and her head tilted to the side.

“You want to date… me?  Even knowing I’m a used up not-even-housewife so much older than you, who also has a child the same age as you?”

“None of that matters to me.  To me, you are simply Hanazono-san, an amazing housekeeper and a beautiful, fun, and charming woman who I can’t help but want to spend every moment around.  A woman who makes my heart be so crazy fast!”

“…”

She scooted closer to me and gazed into my eyes again.

“Do… do you really mean that?”

I answered confidently back.

“I do.”

“I’m a mess of a person Tachibana-kun.  I have no marketable skill except for taking care of a house and raising a carefree child who runs the streets all day.  I’m a coward who needs to get drunk to cope with difficult things, and I…”

I reached out and held her shoulders.

“It doesn’t matter to me, Hanazono-san.  I earn enough money to take care of things, but my money can’t buy… what I want the most.  I can’t cook very well, and I love nothing more than to eat your meals everyday.  I can clean up my own house, but it’s you that makes my house feel warm and inviting to live in.  And when you sit next to me, I’m both excited and at peace.  Why wouldn’t I want to date someone who fits everything I want so perfectly in a single package?”

“Mayuri.”

“Huh?”

“If you… are going to insist on dating me, why not call me by my given name?  It’s Mayuri.”

“Mayuri…san?”

“Yes, Shota-kun.”

“Mayuri-san, I’d like to date you.  Will you go out with me?”

“Yes.  Please take care of me from now on, Shota-kun.”

We embraced on the floor of the bathroom in my house, and from there, well, she ended up in my bedroom that night.  I laid on my back and she nestled herself in my side.  She was still wearing her lingerie, and I was still sporting a boner, since her breasts were pressed into my ribs and goddamn were they soft.

I don’t remember exactly when I fell asleep, all I know is she knocked out first.

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