Alan’s Erotic Adventure

Chapter 30 Flirting with his fiancée

It was Saturday morning when everything came to life again.

When Alan and John carried the wild boar down the mountain, all the villagers were packed into the

road and gave them a thumbs-up. Though Alan and John killed the boar and came back safe and

sound, they were still haunted by the dangerous moment. If Alan hadn’t showed up in time, John would

have died. So John vowed to prepare a gun next time.

They headed to Ella’s home with the trophy, while Ella was walking out from the toilet. She looked very

seductive in her pajamas. ‘What a pity! This sexy girl would be John’s wife soon,’ Alan thought. He

should be braver that night he peeped at her bathing but it was too late to regret now.

“Alan, I should share the boar with you, but I am having a wedding tomorrow, so I need it for the feast.

Is it okay if I give you some money and one of its legs?” said John. He thought that was reasonable.

Alan nodded yes quickly as he found John was easy-going and worthy of making friends with.

Moreover, since John was really in urgent need, Alan just gave him a helping hand without hesitation.

John went upstairs and brought some money to Alan. Then Alan found it a little bit too much, so he

tried to return to John part of the money.

“Take it! And I want you to help me tomorrow or the day after. I’m really short of manpower,” said John.

“This dude is very blunt and straightforward. It must be nice to make friends with him,” Alan thought.

John actually lived with his brothers in another block not too far away in the village. It was pretty

crowded. Ella lived with her parents in the old house and her sisters were all married. So her parents

urged John to build a bridal chamber nearby so that Ella could move out to live with him.

When Alan got back home, everyone slept soundly except Karen. He took a bath and went back to

sleep after eating some noodles cooked by Karen.

Alan didn’t get up until three o 'clock in the afternoon. He heard the noise from Ella’s bridal chamber.

There must be many friends and relatives at the wedding. At the time when Alan was ready to prepare

for the next day's lessons, Ella broke into his room.

Ella shut the door and looked around. “I don't expect that your room is stylish and clean,” said Ella.

Then she put her head out of the window. It was easy to see her bathroom from here. “Do you usually

peep at me while I am taking a bath?” she asked.

“Just once! I didn't mean to but you opened your window that time,” said John.

“Nonsense! Why do you blame me? Instead, you have seen my breasts.” Ella sat down on the bed,

looking at Alan’s handsome face.

‘I wish I could marry a handsome man like Alan! But I am gonna marry John. He is strong but ugly and

short. I'm beautiful. Why does mom want me to marry him?’ thought Ella.

Ella’s brother-in-law was sterile, so she was forced to marry a strong man like John to get pregnant

easily. Every time she thought about it, she felt desperate. She didn’t hate John. She was just not that

into him. But she could only rely on him even if she was reluctant.

Ella complained that God was not fair with her. Why couldn’t she marry such a handsome man? She

was always greedy, and even more greedy when she compared John with Alan.

“Anything else? I have to prepare my lessons.” Alan looked a little impatient. He didn’t want to flirt with

a girl soon to become his friend’s wife.

He was not that kind of person who would have sex with his friend’s fiancée.

“Nothing, I just brought you the boar’s leg and dropped in to see you. I should thank you for saving

John’s life,” she said flatly.

“If you're looking for a way to thank me, you can give yourself to me,” Alan said instantly and

instinctively. But he regretted at once. How could he say this?

“OK, I don't mind," said Ella banteringly, “Last time you asked me to fondle you, but you were just

kidding.”

Alan knew it was immoral to flirt with a girl who was about to marry his friend, but what if Ella was really

willing to have sex with him?

To make love with a friend’s wife was more exciting, wasn't it? Alan was hesitating.

“Last time I waited for you but you didn't come after peeping at my breasts. It never occurred to me that

you were so timid,” said Ella.

She bent over and whispered in Alan’s ear, “You can make love with me on my wedding night if you

want. Or else, you will never get the chance again!” Ella continued before she left.

Alan was confused as to what she meant. Was Ella threatening him just now to have sex with her?

‘To make love with Ella on her wedding night?’ Alan's heart went flutter with a sudden thrill. And it was

far more thrilling if they were caught by John.

“How interesting!” Alan said to himself. In addition to peering at her while she was having bath, they

didn’t date or fall in love in the first sight, but just said hello to each other by nodding every time they

met. How was she willing to bed with him?

It was dinner time when Alan came back home. Karen and his cousins were all hilarious with his safe

return.

“Alan, you are really something. I never thought you could hunt a wild boar!” Betty praised him.

Alan was her cousin, but she always treated him as a friend. Different from her sisters, she didn’t have

a crush on Alan.

For her sassy and rebellious characters, everyone seemed to have overlooked the fact that Betty was

as beautiful as her sisters.

She was neither noble as Amy nor sweet as Carol, but she was bold as a wild horse.

Betty was a very pretty girl though she didn’t have big eyes, sexy lips or plump breasts. If she was a

little more tender, she would be very popular among young men. But she didn’t change herself.

Alan had no way to conquer her. He even thought of forcing her to make love with him.

“Karen, keep the money.” Alan handed the money to Karen, and put a piece of meat into her bowl.

“Thanks for your dedication to the family. I will be here for a long time, so I will still bother you to cook

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Karen was deeply moved by his gratitude. No one had cared about her since she got married with

Daniel who never treated her gently and sweetly.

Everyone was very happy over the dinner.

After dark, village life got dull. Alan wanted to stay at home, but Karen asked him to return the bucket to

widow Mary.

Carol meant to go with him for she enjoyed staying with him, but Karen didn’t allow because she

needed to do the housework now. So, Alan set off to Mary’s home alone.