2.4

Tempted by curiosity, Rey touched the inside of Silvia's thigh with his right hand. With his fingertips he felt warmth, softness and comfort.

Silvia let out a very unique moan: Hnnn!, one he had heard before.

"It's not like her belly is swollen to the point of exploding" thought Rey. "With her eyes closed she sleeps, but she's sore. She has a large opening and no clothes on. There's no one else in the room, nor is she inside a large bathtub. Maybe she was a mother and her children have grown up and are no longer there."

Rey's eyes were full of memories. He was thinking about what he had almost forgotten, but, just as he was about to ramble on, the maid opened her legs slightly. As if she was offering herself to him, and asking for help with her problem.

Rey noticed that she had her tongue out and was drooling without realizing it. Opening his eyes even wider, he pinned his gaze on the maid's vagina and felt guilty that he was almost losing control with every sniff of the scent that meant "young woman of childbearing age." In the past, the little boy remembered himself sitting on the stairs, judging with his eyes the older men who squirmed as they sat on their seats, disguised the fact that they blushed at the suffering of a woman giving birth. He felt no different from them, she might not be giving birth at that moment, but she was suffering and those gestures of suffering made him feel excited.

Rey, little by little, raised his hand upwards to separate her feet a little more and see how the liquid that came out from between the legs of the maid ran as if it were the sap of a wounded tree. The same liquid that on her way to the house she had drunk to quench her thirst.

"Why not?" wondered Rey on the bed, his head between her legs. "Why not help her soothe the pain of her open wound if she's done me so many favors?"

With two licks from the little boy, Silvia closed her legs. Emitting a dying cry devoid of strength, the maid was forced to tense every muscle in her body.

Rey freed her head from the grip of the two muscular legs, which closed as one might close a trap for hunting animals. Understanding that he had hurt someone's open wound and that such an event could arouse anger, Rey decided to jump back. With his eyes wide open he continued to retreat and although he was about to go through the door through which he had entered, he realized that the entrance had been closed. Trapped, with his body glued to the ground, he had no choice but to watch her movements and if necessary, use all the knowledge he had acquired in order to defend himself.

Using her hands, Silvia lifted the torso of his body onto the bed. Somewhat shaken, as if she had been taken by surprise, she brushed her hair away from her face and gave a smile to the little boy who had come to visit her. "Oh, young master... Haven't you been told that scaring people in their sleep is not polite?" Rey was silent, he continued to watch her. She had other intentions, she could not allow such a situation to damage her relationship with the little one or the rest of the tenants in the future.

"It's not that I didn't like it, but it's always good to create an agreement before you do this kind of thing with me".

"Agreement?" asked Rey as he relaxed the expressions on his face.

"If you promise me that you won't tell anyone else, I won't get mad and... you can also come wake me up the same way whenever you sleep outside."

"I don't think so, to be honest... I apologize. You were suffering and I didn't have the best intentions" he said as he lowered his head and looked at the floor.

Silvia, at the same time made room next to her bed:

"What's wrong? Talk to me, come, sit next to me. Don't be afraid..."

Rey paused for a moment, like someone who wanted to assess the situation. "The tone of her voice doesn't sound angry, her movements exposed her every defense," the little boy thought as he walked slowly. "So why not have an agreement if that will perhaps provide me with the best of situations? On the other hand, should I tell him what I know, if perhaps my knowledge is not correct?".

As soon as the little boy sat down on the bed, she stretched out one of her hands and after opening a cabinet took out a kind of vessel with a cloth inside. Then she put water in it and after wetting the cloth she squeezed it. At Rey's curious look, Silvia added.

"Don't let this distract you. It's to cleanse your body, you need a bath. Talk to me... tell me what you think."

"A bath? I already took a bath."

"Yes? How?"

"I do it with my tongue. That's enough..."

After biting her lips, she wondered if he was flexible enough to reach every nook and cranny of her body with his tongue, but she couldn't waste the opportunity the creature's ingenuity had given her.

"Well, first we can do it my way. Then, you can bathe the way you wish. I am a servant, and to serve is my purpose."

"I am concerned about your wound."

Silvia looked in the direction where the little boy's eyes were looking. When she saw herself between his legs, she could easily deduce what the little one there meant by "wound". With the intention of giving a different meaning to the same word, she continued.

"She's actually a bit of a troublemaker. I can't deal with her very well on my own" she said as she lifted the little one's right hand and ran the dampened cloth from fingers to shoulder carefully observing every little detail.

Rey, lifting his gaze, said:

"Can I help you?" he felt he had to disguise the strange interest he was arousing; after pausing, he added. "I can help you, also not tell anyone. If you promise to help me interpret the words in this book... Nana."

Saying "Nana" to her felt weird. He didn't know what it meant, he hadn't told anyone either, but somewhere he had to start. Silvia couldn't help but smile:

"Are you sure? You don't have to."

"How hard could it be?"

Silvia thought for a while. Her heart almost leaked out of her chest and out of her mouth from how fast it was beating. The words didn't want to come out. She knew she had to say something and that with every second that passed, the likelihood of the little boy in there regretting it became greater. After puffing out her chest and letting the air out slowly through her mouth, she spoke.

"You would have to do the same thing you did to wake me up, but until no more fluids come out. Only that way will you be able to heal me temporarily."

Rey nodded her head, she had no problem with the maid's proposal.

Silvia put what was on her to the side. Biting her lips sensually, she leaned back against the back of the bed as she spread her legs in the direction of the young master. The position in the situation was embarrassing to her, more so when she knew she had a face tainted by lustful desires. She, unable to look the little boy in the eyes, hugged the pillow with the intention of hiding her face. Careful not to rush in and throw herself headlong into her desires, the maid made a point of being patient and enjoying the moment, exposing herself to what might happen and not influencing with suggestions the actions of someone who was seemingly unwilling to experience such a moment.

Rey swallowed saliva. The maid was hiding her face behind the pillow, it meant he had permission to see her without being watched back. "She's letting herself, without saying yes," Rey thought ready to look directly at the target of his efforts, but stopped when he saw the size, color and shape of the aureoles of her breasts. Rey met two eyes that almost seemed to be looking back at him as well. The hardened dark pink nipples were not eyes, he knew, but he also came to believe they were calling to him as a challenging gaze did.

Because of the position Silvia was in, Rey was forced to get on all fours and lower his head to get closer and have better access to the area he was to clean with his tongue. Slowly the little boy looked and kept details of the skin he was inspecting with his eyes, how soft and smooth it looked. Of the variation of colors, of the reliefs and of each fold.

Because of the approach of the little one and that she didn't know exactly what he would do to her when she wasn't looking, Silvia's breathing became heavy and more frequent. The tingling in her stomach increased in intensity. The heat in her body was increasing so much that it felt like it was going to ignite and burn the place down.

As he stood closer to her, Rey could notice many new things. The lip-shaped wound was swollen. It had a short layer of clipped hairs at the top. At the bottom of the cleft a faint wet sheen was peeking out. A ring of dark pink flesh was at the end, squeezed between the two buttocks. One could feel the warmth emanating from the place along with a sweet, intoxicating smell.

With extreme delicacy, Rey continued to approach, until with the tip of his nose he touched just above the upper slit causing Silvia to stifle a moan with the pillow. Without taking his nose from where he had it perched, Rey ignored the moans of the maid who moved as if itching between her legs. He opened his mouth as wide as he could and stuck out his tongue a little at a time.

Silvia was about to explode; although she couldn't see, she could imagine what was happening. It was what she had been wanting for so long, to know what it felt like to have someone use their mouth to please.

Finally, Rey touched her with the tip of his tongue. Silvia's next moan could no longer be silenced by the pillow and was heard loudly with an Ahhhh!

As the taste was not unpleasant for her at all, Rey wanted to lick the wound completely to finish it as soon as possible. But taking into consideration the suffering of the maid he restrained himself and first planted his tongue not very deep in the place, to gradually begin to move it. Each time he sensed that Silvia could control herself, Rey went further in his cleaning work. First along the outer folds, then between the thin and delicate skin that protruded from the middle, and so on until he reached a little further inside. After a while, and being encouraged to go deeper, with his hands Rey held onto her legs, and then with his tongue he ran his tongue along the cleft and finished sucking.