So to recap – I rented a room from a cute Chinese lady who happened to be married but still like to look at my crotch every chance she got. Also, we became Masturbation partners, her in her room and me in mine. This started on the first night after I moved in. I became sort of a handyman around the place and wore shorts that revealed my…manliness, shall we say. And she enjoyed the view.

I managed to find some shorts that became almost see-through when wet. Which almost always happened, for some reason, every time I watered the lawn! I was running out of ideas, however. We were well into week two and things were starting to slow down. I hadn’t heard her ‘taking care of business’, for a few nights now. I thought maybe she was tired since she was in her fifties. Or maybe she was just bored with the situation. I had all kinds of thoughts running through my head. Maybe she was scared now – I had no idea.

Still, some things just seem to happen for a reason. Good things come to those who wait so the saying goes.

It was Sunday around noon and I had just finished showering. I was wearing an old robe I had from back in my competitive boxing days. It was black and red on one side but the inside was black and gold. It was a nice silk piece covered with embroidered dragons. Unfortunately, I lost the belt for it years ago. So, it tended to flap open when I walked around. I decided to do my laundry since it was a rainy old day and I had no other plans.

Then I heard a loud scream from downstairs. It was Suzie. ” Aghhhhh!! Roger! Roger! Please help me!” It sounded like it was a serious situation. Did she fall? Did she cut herself? Was somebody else in the house? Was it a rat? I ran downstairs as fast as I could. At the bottom of the stairs, I rounded the corner and burst into the kitchen.

“Suzie. What’s wrong?” I yelled.

Then I stopped, kind of confused. She was standing by the side of the kitchen sink holding the tail of a big, scaly fish that was still flopping around.

“Take it! Do something with it please!” She was really scared.

I walked over and took the fish from her. She backed away like it was a monster.

“My friend gave it to me and it was in a paper bag,” she told me excitedly. “When I put it in the water in the sink it came to life and started jumping around!” She was genuinely afraid of it.

I didn’t want to laugh but I calmed her down and assured her it was ok. I was trying to figure out what kind of fish it was. A Carp or a Bass? I had no idea really.

“Are you going to cook it?” I asked. “Yes. I think so,” she replied. She wasn’t so sure anymore.

I reached into a drawer and found a meat tenderizer and bonked it on the head a few times. It shuddered and stopped moving.

” It’s ok now, see. It’s dead.”

I turned to ask her if she wanted me to clean it and that’s when I realized my robe was wide open and she was staring straight at my cock. No shorts as a barrier this time.

“You want me to clean it” I finally asked.

She nodded.

” OK. get a few plastic bags to put all the guts and scales inside as I clean it. This is a big fish and it’s going to get messy.”

I started scraping the scales from the fish and did my best to cut it up and filet it. She stayed right by my side and had a full view of my nakedness. I tried to concentrate on the job at hand so I didn’t get an erection. She put all the waste into the bags but some fell on the floor. She grabbed some paper towels and started cleaning the mess on the floor. Now she was level with my cock and I was really having a difficult time. I could feel the blood surge and it started to grow.

I didn’t get fully hard but I know she saw what was happening.

I finished up as quickly as possible and used the blood and mess on the sleeves of my robe as an excuse to go back upstairs.

I went into the laundry room and put the robe in the laundry tub with some detergent and started washing it by hand. I wasn’t expecting Suzie to follow me!

I was startled when she put her hand on my naked shoulder.

“Sorry for the trouble,” she said quietly. “Let me wash it, please. It is a beautiful robe” I was pretty much fully erect by this time and there was no way I could hide it.

I went to my bedroom and sat on the side of my bed. My heart was pounding. I was excited, nervous, and truthfully, kind of scared. But mostly I was excited. I started stroking myself slowly but steadily. In my state of confusion, I must have left the door open slightly. I was leaning back with my eyes closed and I was working up to a great Orgasm. My hand moved faster and I exploded with one of my better cum shots all over myself.

I was startled and sat straight up when I heard Suzie’s voice. “The fish should be ready by five,” she said. Then she quietly closed my door until it clicked shut.

I’m not sure what she saw but I guessed pretty much everything. Now, the most exciting thing that had happened to me in years and I was scared because of it. I thought the worst. She would ask me to move out. Or we wouldn’t eat together anymore. I didn’t know what to think.

I cleaned up again and lay on my bed until dinner time. I got dressed… properly dressed…and headed down to eat. Much to my surprise, the table was set. The food was ready and there was a bottle of wine on the table. I complimented her on the lovely-looking dinner and she just smiled.

To break the ice a little I said, “Oh. You put my robe outside to dry.”

“Yes of course. It’s Silk and should not go into the dryer.”

She then poured some wine for us and we had a really nice dinner. Conversation flowed smoothly again with no mention of anything outside of the norm.

After dinner, we sat in the garden and finished the wine. We talked for a long time and then her friend called her to ask about the fish. She was speaking in Chinese so I had no idea what was being said. I excused myself while she was still on the phone and went upstairs to watch a movie.

Around eleven, I heard the patio doors close and she was talking to The Fonz. That’s her cat for those who don’t know. She then came upstairs and went into her room. Standard procedure from thereon. She showered, made a quick phone call, and did whatever else she did to get ready for bed.

I wondered what would happen next. I hadn’t heard her masturbating in several days now. Fortunately, I didn’t have to wonder long! The moaning started almost immediately. And it was much louder than before. Maybe the wine. Maybe seeing me jerk off. Maybe a combination of both. Whatever it was she was really going for it! I could hear her bouncing on the bed and gasping. She was going full-on. I was hard again and my bed started squeaking loudly as well. I think that got her going even more and soon I heard that familiar low growl…then the sharp gasp, A little pause, and then a loud squeal – much louder than usual as I imagined her hips thrusting up in full, big Orgasm. I blew my load long before she did and was settleing in to go to sleep.

Then, she started again. Her moaning was killing me and I started stroking my soft cock to get another hard-on. She wasn’t as loud this time but she went on for quite some time before she finished with a very loud sigh. I also shot another little load and passed out. I”m not sure but I thought I heard her say, “Good night Roger.”

That silk robe became my regular wear around the house and she enjoyed every minute of it. It wasn’t a long overcoat style of flash, like you see in the movies, kind of thing. It was just, well just normal. I wore the robe and when it flapped open she enjoyed the view. It worked well for both of us. another mutual agreement, so to speak.

However, she informed me her husband would be returning from Hong Kong the following week. And that, was another interesting situation!