Sex without Borders Pt. 01

Author Warning.
1.This is a work of fiction...so any names and places used in the story has no real relation or what so ever.
2.This is a work of sexual elements and mostly fantasies..so safe sex is advisable.
3.This is a work for adults and people who cared and interested in subject matter of younger man relationship with older women...therefore if anyone felt violated please do not go any further. Underage is advisable not to continue if do anything happened is not a responsible or causalities of the story and the author.
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PROLOGUE The A250 roared out of the tunnel on the North South Highway. The road ahead was a steep corner downward hill. The early morning mist still engulfed the mountain road. The instrument screen indicated 150 kmph as the A250 enter the apex of the corner. There was no car on both lanes ahead. Holding the paddle shift on the steering, the car jerk slight as sixth gear reduce to fifth gear. The car swung superiorly steady with high speed passing the steep corner and exited the corner with 168kmph to the apex of second corner. Thanks to the AMG 20' rim with Potenza S007 and the AMG/Brabus tuned suspension system, not a single brake was pressed on the AMG ceramic disc. The A250 drove toward the town of Kuala Kangsar. CHAPTER ONE Today is the last day of fasting for the month of Ramadan. I had reached Kuala Kangsar town and passed the Perak River to Sayong. The traffic was heavy in the town as tomorrow will be Hari Raya Puasa; my car has finally reached my mother-in-law's house. The gate of the single storey bungalow was opened.
The house was fenced with white bricks and has a large compound. It was a typical Malay village brick house and was built next to the Perak River. The backyard of the house has a view overlooking at the river, but due to the geography of land, the river is inaccessible from the house.
I parked my A250 near the rambutan tree in front of the house. The tree was planted by my father-in-law many years ago and underneath it was a wooden platform for picnic retreat.
As I came out of the car, a Malay lady in her golden satin baju kurung with her matching dark brown hijab stood at the main door. She was my so called mother-in-law and recently has reached the age fifty but still looked stunningly like a lady in her early forties.
She smiled and asked "Morning, how is the highway traffic?"
"It was ok, since I took off from KL at 5am."
I opened my car booth and took out two hampers from the car. It was an L'occitane hamper and a BIG Grocer hamper which I usually bought during the festive season.
"Why buy so many things, actually you don't have to be with me during this raya."
"It is okay, ma. It is holidays and I am happy to be here."
I placed the two hampers on the coffee table and walked back out. I still need to carry my luggage out from the car. Aisha, my mother-in-law was still holding the door for me as I carried my luggage bursa escort into the house.
"Are you hungry? I can cook something for you since I need to prepare for buka puasa tonight?"
"No need, ma. I am fasting..." I replied.
She closed the door and said "Fasting? ...there is not an obligation for you since you are Chinese."
"It is okay, ma. Just for these couple of days only."
The house was very quiet, since this year my mother-in-law and I were the only one who going to celebrate raya. It was not like this before, during the past two years the house was full of excitements. I have been celebrating the festive season with my girl friend and soon to be wife, Aini and her family here.
However, everything had changed since eight months ago. Aini and her father were attending my brother-in-law convocation in Terengganu for a few days. Since Aisha was not feeling well so she stayed at home. After the whole ceremony, they drove back to Kuala Kangsar and it was then they met with an accident. Their car was squashed by a 10 wheelers lorry and none of them survived.
The incident has devastated both of us and only recently we had managed to resume back to our normal lives.
"You can put your luggage in Aini's room."
"Ok," I nodded and went into Aini's room.
The room has not been touched for eight months already. We were supposed to marry soon but due to the incident, I have not even converted to Islam or even apply for marriage. Anyhow, I had presumed myself as a family member and Aisha as my mother-in-law.
The smell of cooking started to fill the room as I opened the door. Aisha was in the kitchen cooking and preparing for tonight dinner.
"Ma... can I help?"
"You better have some rest since you have driven for hours."
"I am ok..."
"Then, please get me some bowls from the cabinet."
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The sound of prayers from the nearby mosque has filled the evening.
It was time for buka puasa.
I looked at the dark blue sky as I could hear the sound of our neighbors cheering from distance. I lit the last torch that hang around the house compound.
From the house, Aisha was calling me for dinner.
I walked into the dining hall. Aisha has already serving dishes on the dinning table. There were traditional malay foods; there were chicken rendang, ketupat, serunding, BBQ chili kampung fish, curry vegetables and etc.
"Come and eat," she said before she started her prayer.
I started eating once she finished her prayer.
"YJ, after dinner I will be going to the mosque to help out. You can hang around the house by yourself, ok?"
I just nodded as I was chewing a lot of food.
It has been awhile that I had malay food, especially after Aini passed away. She smiled as she looked at me eagerly eating my food.
It was a short dinner. After that, Aisha was getting ready to the mosque while I was taking a stroll in the house compound. The bursa escort bayan weather was chilled as I was looking at the neighbor's children playing fire crackers across the street. It always reminded me about my childhood, playing fire crackers during Chinese New Year.
"I am going now... don't wait for me," Aisha said to me as she walked out of the house.
"Be careful..." I said and looking at her walking down the road.
The sound of children playing has echo around the area until later of the night. By that time, I decided to relax on the sofa in the living hall. Soon, I had dozed into sleep.
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Suddenly, I was woken up by a shook on my shoulder.
I slowly opened my eyes. Aisha was standing there and she was wearing a green satin short sleeve sleep dress. It was the first time, I saw her without a hijab. Her shoulder length curly hair smelled with after showered perfume.
I slowly stood up.
"YJ, go and sleep in the room. It is late night already."
"Ma, you are not wearing a hijab."
"I am about to go to bed and it is time that you will see me more often in this comfortable look. I wouldn't mind.... as you are family," she smiled.
Then I suddenly aware it was not just the hijab, her nipples were poking under her dress. She was not wearing bra and there is nothing underneath the satin dress. Her breasts were clearly outlined on her dress.
Immediately, my cock got hard.
"Good night, ma."
"Good night."
Then I walked toward Aini's room.
CHAPTER TWO
It was the third day of Hari Raya.
My mother-in-law had asked me to accompany her to the wet market early in the morning. She needed to buy some fresh food and she wanted to cook some of my favorite dishes since I will be headed back to KL tomorrow.
The traffic at the roundabout with the clock tower on it was heavy. During the festive season, a quiet town like Kuala Kangsar was packed with people coming back from the cities. I just stood outside the market waiting for Aisha.
It was not long before she appeared in my sight.
"Let's go, I am done shopping."
I helped her with the bags and we headed to my car. I drove past the post office and a row of shops before reaching the bridge to Sayong. Most of the shops were closed during the holidays. By now, the sun has risen up.
As we reached home, there were two men standing at the gate. I slowly stopped the car and wind down the car windows. They were bank officers and were looking for my mother-in-law.
Then she invited them into the house. While she was serving the gentlemen tea, I was busy putting the bags from the market into the kitchen. Once I had done, I slowly stood by Aisha. Apparently, she was three months behind for the house mortgage and the bank will take action if the installments are not pay. I quickly took out my cheque book from the car and wrote a cheque to pay a month of the installment.
Both of the escort bursa gentlemen looked happy as they could go back to their office with some results. Then I escorted the gentlemen out of the house and they took off.
The house was quiet again. The birds were chirping outside the compound as I took a nice breath of fresh air. Then I took my time to walk into the house.
In the living room, my mother-in-law was sitting on the sofa and sobbing. I felt upset looking at her like this and this wasn't the first time I saw her crying.
Anyway, I sat next to her and started consoling her. I put my hand on her shoulder and starting rubbing her back. There again, my cock slowly harden as I could felt the outline of her bra strap. I liked to feel the silky material of her satin baju kurung.
"What happened, ma?" I asked her.
She slowly calmed herself down and looked at me.
"It is not necessary for you to help me. Aini has gone and you should move on with your own life."
"It is ok... I already considered myself as family."
She slowly put a smiled on her face.
"Now, tell me what is going on..." I asked.
The house was mortgaged to support my brother-in-law university education. Everything was going well as my father-in-law was servicing the installment monthly and Aini was helping him as well. However, everything turned into downhill as they had passed away. My mother-in-law was struggling financially to maintain the house as well as servicing the mortgage. Things became worst as she had forced to retire early from her teaching job in primary school recently.
I just nodded as I was listening to her case.
"Anyway, ma you need to think about what to do about the future," I suggested to her.
She kept silent as she stood up and walked into the kitchen. I felt worry about her.
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In the afternoon, I started packing my stuff into the luggage while Aisha was in the kitchen cooking for the dinner. It was a long silent afternoon.
Soon her mood seemed to be better as she served dinner during the evening. Most of the foods she cooked were my favorite dishes and I was eager to dig in. She seemed be happy as she looked me eating.
"Eat slowly..."
"Huh..."
"You looked so cute when you are hungry... no wonder Aini like you so much."
I smiled at her as she smiled back.
"YJ, I had decided to sell the house since it was too big for me. It seemed so quiet staying here."
"I understand but where are you going to stay if you sell off the house?" I asked.
"Maybe in one of my relative place..."
Then an idea came into my mind.
"Why don't you move into my place? My condo has three rooms and I only occupy one room now."
"But... I don't want to bother you since you have done a lot for me."
"Nonsense, I will be very happy you can come and stay with me. Beside, I do need some company since staying alone after Aini has gone was very lonely."
By hearing my suggestion, it put a smile on her face again.
"I won't take no for an answer..." I continued.
"Ok...ok, I will arrange. You seemed like a grandfather...so busybody ....hahahahaha"
The house soon filled with laughter again.