Apocalypse : Transmigrated With Milf System-Chapter 4: Behind their Back - R`18+

"Are you alone or is there someone else with you?" Boss Chen asked, his gaze sharp as he tossed a spare shawl towards Ruel. "Here, cover yourself."

Ruel caught the shawl, his expression carefully neutral. "Nah, just me. Looking for the usual – food, water. This place looks picked clean, though." He'd already mentally stashed his weapons; they just saw a seemingly unarmed man.

Chen's eyes narrowed, scrutinizing Ruel. "So you haven't seen anyone else around? My scout swore he saw someone taking down a bunch of zombies this morning."

Ruel draped the shawl around his shoulders, feigning confusion. "To be honest, I'm not from around here. Some thugs grabbed me, knocked me out. Couldn't tell you how long I was out." He offered a weak shrug.

"They must've cleared the building of the dead," Ruel continued, his voice laced with a fabricated bewilderment. "Woke up stark naked in one of the rooms. A Lovely welcome."

Chen's eyes flickered down Ruel's covered form, a hint of suspicion in their depths. "Uh-huh. We're bunking here for the night. You see any stragglers, any zombies left?"

"Nope," Ruel replied, his tone matter-of-fact. "Searched the place looking for my... uh... clothes. Just dead zombies and rotting corpses. Place stinks."

"Alright then," Chen declared, his gaze sweeping over the group. "We'll rest here. Dusk's coming, and they get nasty out there." He started to move deeper into the building.

"Haah, no issues," Ruel agreed easily, his eyes flicking towards the curvaceous woman.

"Oh, by the way," Ruel called out, affecting a friendly tone. "Mind putting names to faces? Haven't had much conversation lately."

A sharp voice cut through the air. "Hmph. I'm Nina. Keep your distance, pervert." She crossed her arms tightly over her chest and stalked into a nearby room.

A skinny man with a nervous smile and prominent teeth offered a hesitant introduction. "Name's Slim... Shady. I scout ahead, gather intel, you know?" He scurried after Nina.

A booming laugh echoed through the hallway. "Big Ben's the name. I'm the muscle." He clapped Ruel on the shoulder, a surprisingly gentle gesture for his size.

Then, a sultry voice purred, accompanied by a deliberate sway of hips. "Annh! Ara...❤️ you handsome boy. I'm Mei Feng, Chen's wife." She glided closer, her ample chest swaying with each step.

Ruel's eyes widened slightly as he took her offered hand, shaking it a beat too long, his gaze fixed on the impressive display before him. "Yeah, nice to meet you, Mrs. Chen."

Mei Feng smiled knowingly, a playful glint in her eyes as she noticed his appreciative stare. "Now, let's get inside, shall we?" She turned, her hips swaying invitingly as she led the way.

Heh... looks like the pickings just got interesting, Ruel thought, a smirk playing on his lips as he lecherously followed the enticing sway of Mei Feng's hips.

"Haaah... this place smells like death warmed over," Nina complained, wrinkling her nose as she entered a relatively less-filthy room.

"Alright, listen up!" Chen's voice boomed. "Everyone pick a room to crash in for tonight, and we spread out for supplies. Only to leave this bareen dumpster" He turned to Ruel. "What'll you be doing, Ruel?"

Ruel leaned back on a dusty sofa, feigning exhaustion. "Oh, Boss Chen, I'll keep an eye on the lower floors. Haven't eaten properly in days. Going up would just be a waste of energy."

Chen grunted, considering. "Hmm. I'll take the top ten floors. You all divvy up the rest." He gestured to Nina, Slim, and Ben.

Big Ben rumbled, "Forty to thirty for me."

Slim fidgeted. "I'll take thirty to twenty. Good for sneaking around."

Nina sighed. "Guess that leaves twenty to ten for me."

Mei Feng spoke, her voice soft. "Dear, I was thinking of tidying up our rooms? Everyone else has their assignments, and... well, you know I'm not much help with the heavy lifting." She turned and headed towards a set of rooms.

Chen frowned, a flicker of unease in his eyes. "Okay, but... you alright, Mei Feng?" He couldn't quite place the odd feeling he had about her behavior.

"Alright, let's move out." The group dispersed, heading towards their designated areas.

Ruel watched them climb the stairs, then his gaze lingered on the direction Mei Feng had taken. Now's my chance... heh...

After a short wait, Ruel finally stood up and made his way towards the rooms.

He spotted one that looked noticeably cleaner than the others. Bingo. He remembered the state of the place earlier; Mei Feng had definitely been busy.

A grin spread across Ruel's face. Alone with a milf while everyone else was occupied? His blood already started to stir. Let's see what she's up to. He quietly entered the room.

As Ruel moved silently through the dimly lit area, he heard a muffled clanging coming from the direction of the kitchen. He crept towards the sound.

Just as he entered the doorway, his gaze fell upon a substantial curve just below knee level. It was Mei Feng, kneeling and unpacking kitchen utensils from a large bag.

The woman knelt on the ground, her generous curves accentuated by the way her clothing stretched across her back and hips as she rummaged through a large tote bag.

Unaware of the figure looming directly above her, her focus was entirely on the contents within.

From his vantage point, Ruel's gaze was inescapably drawn to the impressive expanse of her chest.

Her breasts, easily a J-cup and perhaps even larger, seemed to strain against the confines of her top.

They were substantial mounds of soft flesh, their fullness threatening to spill over the edges of the fabric, creating deep, enticing cleavage.

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The sight sent a jolt of pure lust through him. His own body responded instantly and intensely. His penis throbbed with a rapid, insistent pulse, hardening with a fierce urgency.

The proximity, the unawareness of the woman below, and the sheer visual impact of her mature, voluptuous figure combined to create a potent and immediate arousal.

He felt a heat spread through his lower body, a desperate need building with each rapid beat of his heart.

A low murmur escaped his lips, her name a soft call into the quiet space. "Excuse me... Mrs. Mei Feng..."

The effect was immediate and startling. Her head snapped up, her body recoiling as if she'd been physically jolted.

"Hanh!.." A sharp gasp escaped her lips, and she actually jumped, her weight shifting abruptly.

The sudden movement caused a significant ripple across her chest. Her large breasts, previously somewhat contained, now bounced with a noticeable jiggle beneath her top.

The fabric strained further, the deep valley between them momentarily widening and then settling back.

The sheer volume and softness of her flesh were undeniable, the movement emphasizing their impressive size and yielding nature.

Her eyes, wide with surprise and a hint of alarm, darted upwards, finally locking onto his face just inches away.

But as she instinctively shifted her weight to steady herself after the jump, her foot landed awkwardly on something slick beneath her.

"Ehh..." A yelp of surprise turned into a gasp of panic as her balance completely gave way. Her foot slipped.

"Hiyaahh!❤️" she cried out, arms flailing for purchase. He lunged forward, his hand instinctively landing on her chest to stop her fall.

"Careful there!" he grunted, his palm pressing firmly against her softness. Her breath hitched.

"Ahh... ❤️ You... you grabbed me... ❤️" she stammered, her eyes wide with a mix of shock and a dawning awareness.

One arm instinctively wrapped around her waist, his fingers digging into the soft curve of her hip, while the other hand landed squarely in the middle of her chest. The contact was immediate and undeniably intimate.

His palm pressed firmly against the yielding softness of her large breasts, the full weight of her backward momentum pushing her directly into his hand.

He could feel the plumpness, the surprising give of her flesh beneath his touch.

With a grunt of effort, he managed to halt her descent, her body now leaning heavily against his.

Her breath hitched, her wide eyes locked onto his, a mixture of shock and a dawning awareness of their incredibly close proximity.

Her chest rose and fell rapidly with her panicked breaths, the soft mounds pressed firmly against his hand with each inhale and exhale.

The situation was sudden, precarious, and undeniably charged, the accidental contact igniting a fresh wave of raw desire within him.

He held her there, a captive in his unexpected grip, the intimate pressure a potent and undeniable connection.

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His sudden lunge, a desperate attempt to prevent her fall, had an unintended consequence.

The loose shawl he'd been wearing around his legs snagged on something amidst the commotion.

As he steadied her, the fabric unwrapped and fell away, pooling at their feet. Her gaze dropped, a surprised intake of breath.

Her eyes flickered back to his face, a blush rising on her cheeks. He smirked, a predatory glint in his eyes. "Oops. Looks like I've got your attention now."

Her wide, startled eyes, still locked on his face, suddenly dropped.

The surprise in them morphed into a visible shock, her breath catching in her throat.

Her gaze remained fixed on the now-exposed bulge pointing towards the sky.

The close proximity and the intimacy of the moment were heightened by this sudden, involuntary reveal.

The air between them thickened with a palpable tension, the accidental exposure adding a layer of raw, undeniable sexuality to the already charged encounter. Time seemed to still for a heartbeat.

Then, with a flustered gasp, she quickly slid out of his grasp. "Uhm...❤️ th... thank you...❤️" she stammered, her cheeks burning as she averted her gaze, leaving behind a shy yet undeniably alluring figure in his eyes.