Sunlight came through the blinds, filling the room with lines of light and shadow.
It still reeked of disinfectant, and all I wanted was to leave.
'Where is she?'
I was getting more and more agitated as I stared at the wall clock. The closer it got to the appointed time, the more I kept worrying that something might have gone wrong.
Just an intrusive thought getting the best of me, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't shake it.
To my relief, the door opened, and in she came—looking more well-dressed than usual.
Her tailored white blazer was very clean, the kind that gave off a rich wife air.
However, something was off about her expression. She looked flustered, glancing at her diamond watch as if time were already slipping through her fingers.
"What's wrong?" I inquired, just before she shut and locked the door behind her.
"I came just as promised, but I can't stay long. Your father asked me to meet him for a business meeting with another company," she explained, clapping her hands together in apology.
"It's alright, Aunt Ellie. I'm just glad you came to see me. I actually slept really well last night… because of what you did for me."
Her face turned pink in an instant.
Who could blame her? I mean, sure, she could keep telling herself it was all just to give me "hope," and emotional support.
But that didn't change the fact that she kissed me, and helped me get off. Pretty sure that's not in any parenting manual.
Taking advantage of her awkward situation, I used my ability and told her to sit.
She placed her blazer over the back of the chair. That left her in just her buttoned blouse, which seemed to be barely managing to contain her chest.
Gotta hand it to those buttons. They were the real MVPs, holding the line as tiny soldiers under maximum pressure.
Quality craftsmanship right there.
"Aunty, can we do it again?"
As expected, she hesitated at first. But with just the right words, a little pressure here and there, I managed to convince her.
The moment our lips met, my plan was already halfway done.
"You're feeling hornier now, right, Aunty? Kissing me like this, knowing what we're doing isn't allowed," I chuckled between kisses.
Her kissing intensified in response to my words.
"Is the AC broken? Why do I feel so… hot?" she mumbled.
"I feel hot too. Why don't you take off your blouse? Don't worry, we're the only ones here,"
She nodded, oddly convinced that it was a perfectly reasonable idea.
Her fingers moved to the buttons of her blouse, undoing them one by one.
Each click echoed faintly in the room, building tension like a countdown.
The fabric looked ready to launch off her boobs like a rigged parachute—buttons straining, threads holding on for dear life.
As for my eyes, they were probably so wide by now that I could pass for a cartoon character caught in the middle of a dramatic zoom-in.
I lost count of how many times I swallowed my own saliva, all in anticipation of the grand reveal.
And when it came, it was worth every seconds.
Right now, her magnificent breasts were being supported by a black lace see-through bra, her nipples erect and swollen, begging me to bite them.
I could almost imagine the sight of them leaking milk, a vision so erotic it made my heart race, and manhood included.
"Aunty, I think that bra is too tight. How about you take it off too?"
She raised an eyebrow, considering it for a moment, and then unclasped it.
The sound of the clip releasing came with a sharp snap, and what greeted me were breasts so large they sagged slightly but were still in very good shape.
[Reward 10 PP]
I barely noticed the notification because my eyes were glued to those two majestic mountains.
"T…This is very embarrassing," she mumbled, turning her face away.
"No, it's not! They're beautiful!"
Her ears turned bright red, a sign of how much she was craving to be noticed.
She didn't have to worry anymore because I was more than happy to fill the gap her husband kept ignoring.
Especially the one right down the middle.
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Authors Note:
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