Mika showed up the very next morning at sunrise, already in her cut-off overalls and a thin white tank top that turned transparent the moment she started sweating.
"I'm not letting you work my fields and yours alone," she declared, rolling up her sleeves. "From today, your farm is my farm. Deal with it."
Kai opened his mouth to protest, but the sight of her bending over to grab a hoe (ass flexing, breasts swaying free under the damp cotton) shut him up fast.
They worked side by side all morning.
Planting seedlings in the rich black soil, thighs brushing, hands accidentally-on-purpose grazing sweat-slick skin. Every time Mika bent forward, her overalls gaped and Kai caught mouth-watering glimpses of dark nipples. Every time he reached high to tie a trellis, she stared openly at the thick outline swinging in his work pants.
By noon the sun was brutal.
Both of them were soaked, dirt-streaked, breathing hard.
Mika finally dropped her hoe, wiped her forehead with the back of her wrist, and gave him a look that could melt steel.
"I need a break," she said, voice husky. "Come with me."
She grabbed his hand and pulled him into the tall row of corn that bordered the field, thick green stalks hiding them completely from the road.
The second they were out of sight, Mika attacked him.
She shoved him back against a thick corn stalk, yanked his belt open, and dropped to her knees in the dirt. His cock sprang free (hard since sunrise) and she swallowed half of it in one greedy motion, moaning like she'd been starving for the taste.
Kai groaned, fingers tangling in her ponytail as she sucked him deep and messy, saliva dripping down her chin onto her heaving breasts. Two minutes. That's all it took before he hauled her up, spun her around, and bent her over right there in the bushes.
He didn't even pull her overalls all the way off—just shoved them down to her knees, spread those powerful sun-browned cheeks, and slammed home in one thrust.
Mika screamed into her forearm, pussy clenching like a vice. She was dripping (had been since morning), juices coating his balls on the first stroke.
He fucked her hard and fast, the corn rustling wildly around them, her ass rippling with every brutal thrust. She came in under a minute, squirting so hard it splashed the dirt between her feet. Kai didn't stop. He gripped her hips, pounded through her orgasm, and filled her with thick ropes of cum until it was running down her thighs in white streams.
They barely caught their breath before Mika dragged him farther down the field to the irrigation river that cut through the property.
Crystal-clear water, knee-deep, shaded by overhanging willows.
She stripped naked without a word and waded in, water lapping at those heavy breasts, nipples stiff from the cool current. Kai followed, cock already hardening again.
Mika pushed him down onto a smooth boulder at the river's edge, straddled him, and sank down slowly, letting the water support her weight. The river swirled around their joined bodies as she rode him (slow, deep circles at first, then faster, breasts bouncing and sending water spraying everywhere).
Kai gripped her ass, guiding her up and down his length, watching her face contort with every grind against her clit. She came again with a sharp cry that echoed off the trees, pussy spasming so hard he had to hold her down to keep seated.
He flipped her over the same boulder, took her from behind while the river rushed past their legs. Water slapped against her clit with every thrust, driving her wild. She begged (actually begged) for him to come inside her again, and when he did, the sensation of hot cum flooding her while cool water swirled around them made her squirt a second time, mixing with the river.
They weren't done.
On the walk back, still half-naked and dripping, Mika suddenly yanked him off the path into a thicket of bamboo beside the dirt road. Hidden from sight but close enough to hear the occasional bicycle bell in the distance.
She dropped to all fours in the soft earth, looked back over her shoulder, and spread her knees.
"One more time," she panted. "I want to feel you leaking out of me while I finish planting."
Kai knelt behind her, slid into the mess he'd already made (hot, slick, filthy), and fucked her slow and deep. The risk of being caught made it electric. Every thrust pushed cum from previous loads out around his cock, dripping onto the leaves below.
Mika reached back between her legs, rubbed her swollen clit furiously, and came with her face pressed into the dirt, whole body shaking, muffling her screams in her own forearm.
Kai followed seconds later, adding a fresh flood that overflowed instantly and ran in thick rivulets down her thighs.
They finally staggered back to the field twenty minutes later (clothes half-buttoned, hair full of leaves, both of them grinning like idiots).
Mika picked up her hoe again, cum still dripping down her legs, and winked.
"Break's over, city boy. Back to work."
Kai watched her bend over the next row, ass flexing, pussy lips swollen and glistening beneath the denim, and knew one thing for certain:
He was never hiring farm hands.
He already had the best one in Japan.
To be continued…