Chapter 7: The Bucket

A strong cream scent filled the air. I was genuinely startled and couldn't figure out what was happening, but I was too scared to make a sound in case the other realized it wasn't who she was waiting for. I had no choice but to push forcefully.

The person I pushed stumbled back, hitting a wooden bucket, and exclaimed, "You rascal, what's wrong with you? Aren't you usually so eager? Why are you pushing me today?"

I recognized the voice—it was Millie Looske, Roberto's wife.

In her thirties, Millie was slender, had a beautiful face, and was quite a well-known figure in our village. Apparently, she wasn't a virgin anymore when she married Roberto. It was rumored that Roberto couldn't handle her vigorous libido, often spending nights alone in the orchard's small cabin. 

With Roberto away these days, I hadn't expected Millie to be here.

I was shocked to find Millie utterly naked in the faint moonlight streaming through the window. 

Her fair skin and voluptuous form swayed with her every word. Under the moonlight, she looked even more alluring, like a goddess emerging from water.

Overwhelmed, I turned to leave, but Millie rushed over and grabbed my hand. "Are you Caden?!"

"Yes... it's me. Sorry, Millie, I... I didn't mean to." I stammered, trying to pull my hand away, but Millie held it tightly.

"I heard you and Mia went up the mountain. Everyone's been looking for you all day. Where is she?" Millie asked, peering outside without any concern for her nakedness.

I lied, "I don't know where she is."

"Oh. Since you're here, you might as well spend the night. Don't worry, I won't tell anyone you're here," Millie said, pulling me toward the only bed in the room.

I quickly declined, "No, if the Casson family finds out, you'll get into trouble."

Millie looked at me coolly. "What, Caden, are you scared of me?"

"No... not at all."

"Then it's settled," Millie said, sizing me up. "I heard when you had the Awakening Ceremony with Mia, you couldn't even finish. Do you have an erectile dysfunction?"

"No... it was... it was an accident." My face burned with embarrassment.

Millie giggled. "Maybe I should teach you. Once you have some experience, you won't have any more embarrassing moments during the Awakening Ceremony."

"No, no..." I tried to escape Millie's grip, but she suddenly grabbed my private part.

"Damn!" I gasped, feeling a rush of cold air.

"Oh, it's quite large, like a club," Millie remarked, holding me. "You must really want me. I'll give you what you want tonight."

A strange sensation surged through me. I wanted to push Millie away, but the feeling was so intoxicating I couldn't bring myself to do it.

Millie went further, slipping her hand into my waistband and grabbing hold of my private part.

"Ah! No, Millie, this isn't right..." I retreated.

"It's so big, so hot. Caden, I think you're not being honest," she teased, moving her hand.

"I..." I felt like I was about to explode.

Suddenly, a rush of footsteps came from outside.

Startled, I said, "Someone's coming!"

Someone with a flashlight quickly approached from the orchard.

"Damn. Why now!" Millie hurriedly withdrew her hand from my waistband.

Panicked, I tried to flee, but Millie stopped me and said, "There's no time. Quick, get in."

She pushed me into the wooden bucket.

"But there's water in here..."

"Just hide in the water."

"But..."

"No buts, get in."

Millie forcibly pushed me into the bucket. She climbed in after me, draping a large towel over my head and whispered, "Don't make a sound."

Our position was incredibly awkward; I was crouched in the bucket while Millie sat facing me. The bucket wasn't large, so our bodies were pressed closely together, and I could smell her feminine scent, occasionally brushing against her curves.

Under normal circumstances, I'd be completely captivated by this situation. But at that moment, I felt like a thief caught in the act.

If we got caught, we would have no way to explain ourselves. I thought it best to leave the bucket.

At that moment, the person outside reached the door.

"Honey, I'm here," the person said, entering with the flashlight aimed at Millie. "Oh, taking a bath? Waiting for me, are you?"

I was stunned; it was Terry Crews, the village head's voice!

Millie replied, "Turn off the flashlight. Someone might see the light."

"Ha, who would come here?" Terry turned off the flashlight, tossed it onto the bed, and approached the bucket, reaching out.

My heart raced.

Just as Terry's hand was about to touch Millie, she swatted it away.

"Why so eager? I'm not feeling well today. Come back tomorrow."

"What? I took my medicine, and you want me to return tomorrow?" Terry protested, beginning to undress.

"If you've taken medicine, go home to your wife," Millie said.

"My wife isn't as soft as you. I prefer you." Terry removed his clothes and started to pull down his pants.

Millie shouted, "What are you doing?"

"Joining you for a bath."

"No way!" Millie pointed at him. "I'm on my period. If you get in, you'll have bad luck."

"Really? You didn't have it earlier. How come now?" Terry hesitated, "What am I supposed to do? I'm so uncomfortable."

"You... handle it yourself," Millie suggested.

"It's not the same. Maybe you could use your mouth."

"Get lost," Millie scolded, "You're getting more vulgar. I won't use my mouth. Go home and ask your wife!"

Terry scrutinized Millie, growing serious.

"Millie, something's off with you today. Do you need my help with something? Tell me now. I really got to sleep with you. Don't think I don't know—your period was only about ten days ago. It wouldn't come again so soon."

I silently cursed Terry's whole family. Even though I wasn't completely underwater, my nose was below the surface, making it hard to move or breathe deeply. 

To make things worse, Millie stroked the towel over my head, which was incredibly uncomfortable.

I just wished Terry would leave quickly.

I gently pinched Millie's waist, signaling my discomfort.

Millie paused, saying, "Fine, step outside for a moment. I-I need to get out."

"Get out, my ass!" Terry grabbed Millie, lifting her from the bucket.

The water level dropped quickly, surprising me as I sank lower.

Fortunately, Terry didn't notice the bucket. After throwing Millie onto the bed, he continued removing his pants.