Denzel adjusted the box in his hands with tired and sluggish movements

The cardboard heavy box shifted dangerously and almost nearly slipped from his grip before he steadied it against his chest.

"Damn...my shoulder’s are burning"

’This work is really dumb...what the hell do you mean by moving boxes...’

’And you have freaking guards that can do that for you for free...why pay such amount of coins for work like this. This is dumb and boring’

The length of the hallway stretched ahead of him, it was silent except for the squel of his sandals against the floor

He walked for a while and finally got to his destination...where the other boxes were

He dropped one of the boxes beside the others ones with a loud thud not caring how it landed or how it was placed...

...the job was already a bore for him

Denzel straightened up his body almost immediately and stretched his back with a loud and elongated groan

"Finally!...Almost done with this nonsense work" He muttered

He rolled his shoulders and exhaled slowly before glancing at the road leading to where the remaining boxes where packed

"As soon as I finish this work, I’m getting my pay and scramming out of here" Denzel said with a frown on his face

He stepped back into the hallway and after a couple steps he arrived to the room where the boxes were kept...he then proceeded to keep one and repeating the exact same journey again

Another box in his hands

Another trip down the hallway

This time though, he barely took three steps before he head it

~Ahnnnnn~

The soft groan stopped Denzel in his tracts

The sound was soft and faint but loud enough for Denzel to barely hear it

’Nah...that’s just my imagination. Last I remember I’m the only one inside the house. All the guards are positioned outside so there’s no way I heard that’

He let go of the thought and kept on walking, box in hand

Then it came again...the soft goan

But this time, it was much clearer and didn’t sound like it was being held back like the previous time.

~Anhhnnnn

Denzel stopped mid step

Slowly...very slowly...he turned his head

The sound came from the room directly behind room, a familiar room, one he could never forget

’...Aisha’s room’

The door to Aisha’s room was slightly open, enough to take a peek and see what was going on inside

Denzel poked his eyes through the opening to get a view of what was really making those sounds

Denzel’s eyes landed on Aisha laying down on the bed, half naked and the other half covered by just her thin bed mattress

Her massive tits were all visible but her nipples which was covered by the mattress. Her thighs were sprawled open with her fingers in between them rubbing her pussy as her head arched back in excitement and a rush of pleasure

’What the hell...’

Denzel stared at the sight for a few seconds before looking away

’...what the hell is wrong this woman or rather slut’

’Every single time I’ve come across this room, there has always been some suspicious nonsense happening inside...’

’...wait a minute. Why I got a slap yesterday to my face was because dumb me forgot to activate the skill before touching a married woman on her bare thighs so sensually’

’But thinking about it now...everything...this job, this same situation repeating itself.’

He pondered on it for a while, trying to organise his thoughts better and come to a final conclusion

’The village chief not being around...dumb job moving boxes...massive pay for that lame work...Aisha caught twice masturbating while I’m here...’

’That’s it! I finally understood this puzzle I never even tried to solve in the first place

Denzel was still angry at the nature of the job he was currently working that he failed to think about this earlier

’From my rough guess, the village chief is barely at home. Judging from that and the constant masturbation I’ve caught her doing...it clearly means she’s sexually deprived’

’That’s why the job description for this dumb boxes job was extremelyphysically strong men. Even an average man or woman even can lift a box as light as this one’ 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

’Now, she hired me for a useless job like that is paying 10 freaking gold coins for it. She’s born in the rich side but that pay is way too much for carrying boxes...’

’Now it could only mean one thing...she wants to use me...or rather physically strong men to satisfy her sexual cravings’

’That makes sense doesn’t it? Yes! I believe I’m right...the skill still works. It’s going to be a gamble but it’s worth taking if it’s a chance at fucking this slutty MILF’

A faint, almost diabolical smirk rested on his face as he gently knocked on the door.

’I’m impatient, I’m striking now’

Knock. Knock.

From inside, Aisha’s voice came out.

"What is it?"

Denzel’s smirk lingered for a brief moment before Aisha spoke again.

"Come in."

Without hesitation, Denzel pushed the door open and stepped inside.

The moment he entered, his eyes landed on Aisha.

She was seated gently on the bed with her legs crossed, her robe properly adjusted as though nothing had happened moments earlier.

But even from the moment he stepped into the room, his nose could already tell the truth.

’Yeah... she was definitely touching herself.’

The thought crossed his mind almost instantly.

Aisha merely turned her gaze toward him, her expression remaining mostly calm.

"What is it?" she asked once more.

Denzel lightly waved his hand.

"Nothing. Nothing really."

He took another step into the room before continuing.

"I’m done. I’ve moved all the boxes already, so I guess I came expecting my payment."

Aisha raised a brow slightly.

"Really? You moved all the boxes?"

There was a hint of surprise in her voice.

"That surprises me. I honestly expected it would’ve taken you until evening."

Denzel chuckled faintly.

"Well... let’s just say you shouldn’t judge a book by its cover."

A faint glint flashed across his eyes as he continued.

"Something might not look like much at first..."

"But once you actually give it a try..."

He paused slightly before finishing with a subtle smirk.

"...who knows? Maybe enough to make you scream."

The moment those words left his mouth, Aisha’s cheeks flushed slightly.

Her expression shifted for the briefest second before she quickly tried to maintain her composure.

Still, her eyes continued glancing toward Denzel’s exposed upper body.

"Of course," she replied calmly.

Then after a brief pause, she continued,

"So I suppose you’re here for your payment."

Without saying anything else, Aisha lightly rolled her eyes before reaching toward the small pouch of gold coins resting beside her.

"If you truly moved all the boxes," she said calmly, "then it’s only right that you receive the agreed payment."

With that, she stretched her hand forward, offering him the pouch.

The moment Denzel saw it, a faint smile slowly formed on his face as he stepped closer.

Then...

Right as he reached his hand toward the coins, he softly muttered beneath his breath,

"Yield."

Immediately

Ding.

A system notification suddenly appeared before his eyes.

[Stimulation skill has been used.]

[Countdown: 14mins 59sec]

Denzel’s eyes narrowed faintly.

Then, as his hand finally reached the pouch, his fingers gently brushed against Aisha’s skin.

The instant their hands touched...a strange sensation coursed through her entire body

Aisha’s cheeks immediately flushed a deep shade of red, just like before.

A soft moan escaped from her lips before she could suppress it.

But this time...there was no slap.

No sudden outrage.

No sharp glare filled with anger.

Instead, she remained completely still.

Composed on the surface.

Though she tried to maintain a calm expression, the subtle changes in her breathing and the faint tension in her body betrayed her completely.

And with just a single glance at her, Denzel already understood.

That tiny touch alone had already aroused her.