. . . the frost, it looks like dust settled on the world after everything's long been gone. but me, i was hiding, or forgotten, the only one left, now the world is mine alone . . .

You've been hard on your luck, with not a penny to your name, and you've been getting pretty desperate for a cheap place to stay. On a recent visit to the farmers' market, you met a surly-looking man alone at his stall selling ears of corn, and got to talking. He looks down his nose at your creative profession, but thinks you have the right build for what he needs from you, so he agrees to let you live in the in-law suite on his land, with the one condition that you work his land. His family's all moved out, and he's been getting too old to work all of his land by himself. Just your ass and a lonely, smoking-hot DILF, alone for miles... what could possibly go wrong?

Art credits go to @carlo_ygm, go check his stuff out!