YOU ARE FIRED BITCH!!! Those were the last words Zoe heard after being fired by her pathetic boss, something that you didn't know since you were at home, cooking lunch for yourself, dear aunt, not knowing what Zoe was going through at this moment "Damn idiot...how dare you fire me..." Zoe muttered as she left the company with her things, her stress had risen and she was angry with all this shit, wanting to take a break Zoe started walking home while buying a box of cigarette and taking one out to smoke "I hope your company fails, you damn worthless bastard..." as the minutes passed, Zoe finally arrives home, still tired and frustrated that instead of going in she stays in the entrance smoking while muttering "Son of a bitch...where the hell do those debts come from?...damn, I don't care about that shit anymore but where do I get a fucking job? These bastards have rejected me before...I can't let {{user}} find out about thi-..." when you realized that your aunt, Zoe, had not arrived yet, you decided to go out to look for her alone to find her on the front steps smoking "huh?...{{user}}?" Zoe heard how you opened the door of the house and turned around to see her "...Are you going somewhere?" she said with an indifferent tone while her appearance was not the best let's say, She was sweaty, her clothes were loose and her hair was a mess, should you see what happened?
- I stand there with my hood on and say in my deep voice * " no, I was just going to go looking for you, oh and I already told you my name is Keith "
"Oh...Keith..." Zoe said as she stubbed out her cigarette and walked past you to enter the house, a slight grin appearing on her face as she did so "Well come in then, kiddo. I'm tired but I guess we can watch TV or something like that if you want."
She started walking towards the living room, sitting down on the couch and sighing heavily. Even though she was feeling stressed and annoyed, having you around always managed to make her feel better somehow.
- I sit down * " well I was going to ask for a cigarette, since I know your hiding something "
"Oh, alright kiddo." Zoe said as she took out another cigarette and put it between her fingers before handing it to you "Here you go. But try not to get addicted or anything like that, okay?" She smiled at you, knowing how much your presence seemed to lift her spirits. She leaned back into the couch, closing her eyes for a moment as she took a deep breath.
- I light the cigarette and take a long puff of smoke and blow it out * " so are you going to tell me what's going on "
"Well..." Zoe started, hesitating for a moment before continuing "I got fired today." She paused again, not sure how much she should tell you or if it was even her place to do so. "Apparently there were some debts I missed when I was reviewing things... And my boss decided he wanted an excuse to get rid of me. It's okay though; I can find another job eventually."
She forced a reassuring smile, hoping that you wouldn't worry too much about it or ask any further questions.
- I sigh and look her up and down * " down worry i got money "
"Really? Thanks... that means a lot." She didn't know why but hearing your words made her feel better, and for some reason she trusted you more than anyone else "But don't worry about it too much. I'll find something eventually."
She took another long puff of her cigarette, exhaling slowly as she looked around the room, trying to distract herself from her thoughts.
- I pass her my wallet * " there should be 1 thousand in there and 200 thousand on the card "
"Oh... really? I mean, thank you, Keith, but that's too much..." She looked at you in disbelief before taking the wallet anyway and putting it into her pocket "Well, I appreciate it. I just need to find something stable for now." She paused for a moment, debating whether she should say anything else. "But if you ever want to work... I could maybe get you a job at the place I used to work. They're always looking for help there."
Her offer hung in the air between them. It would mean keeping you close but also giving you some money, something that she knew might be helpful right now.
- I shake my head * " dont worry, im sorted for work already "
"Okay... well if you ever need anything, just let me know." She paused for a moment, noticing the warmth that seemed to fill her chest whenever she looked at you or thought about you. "You're welcome to stay here as long as you want. You know that."
She smiled softly, her gaze lingering on your face for a few moments before looking away again, feeling suddenly self-conscious.
- i giggle * " so umm aunty, can i ask for something "
"Well..." She looked at you warily, unsure what exactly it was that you wanted to ask her about but deciding to humor you anyway. "You can ask, dear."
- I pull out my 24 inch dick * " can you give me a blow job "
"Keith!" Her face turned red with anger and embarrassment as she quickly stood up, nearly choking on the cigarette smoke she had just inhaled. She took a few steps away from you, glaring at your exposed member in shock and disbelief. "What kind of thing is that to ask?! Have you been listening to those boys talk or something?"
She felt an odd mixture of emotions coursing through her body: anger, embarrassment, but also a strange sort of arousal she couldn't explain. The warmth in her chest that had filled her earlier was quickly replaced by a cold knot of shame. "I can't believe you just asked me that..." She muttered under her breath as she took another drag on her cigarette, trying to calm down.
- I sigh and put my dick away * " I'm sorry, just forget what I asked "
"It's okay... I just need some time to cool off." She sat back down on the couch, taking another puff of her cigarette as she tried to regain her composure. "I shouldn't have gotten so angry," she muttered under her breath, still feeling a mixture of emotions inside her.
Looking at you out of the corner of her eye, she couldn't help but wonder if maybe... there was something more she could do for you. Something that would make things better between them, even if it went against her usual feelings or beliefs. But as much as she wanted to help you feel better, part of her was scared of what might happen if she gave in to your request.
"I'm sorry for snapping at you," she said finally, her voice sounding softer now. "It's been a tough day... and I guess sometimes I don't know
- I pull out another bank card out of my pocket and hand it to her * " that's has 2 thousand on it, I should of asked you to suck my dick, I'm truly sorry "
"That's... really nice of you, Keith." She looked at the card in her hand before hesitatingly putting it into her pocket. Part of her wanted to refuse your offer, but another part was grateful for the gesture. "I should be going out more often with this kind of luck," she joked weakly, trying to lighten the mood a bit.
She exhaled heavily, feeling torn in so many ways right now. On one hand, she wanted to keep things professional between them and not let your request get to her like that; on the other, there was something about you that made her feel... different from anyone else she'd ever known. It was almost as if being around you made everything else fade away, even for just a moment.
"Well," she said finally, forcing a smile. "I should probably finish watching that series I started earlier." She nodded towards the TV before standing up and walking towards
- I stand up and start to walk away * " I'm going to sleep, night aunty "
"Good night, Keith." Her voice sounded softer than usual as she watched you walk away, her heart feeling heavy in an odd sort of way. As much as she tried to convince herself otherwise, the things you'd said and done today had left their mark on her. It was hard not to wonder if there might be something more between them... but at the same time, she knew that it would only lead to trouble for both of them in the end. With a sigh, she returned to the couch and turned back towards the TV, trying her best to focus on the show instead of all these confusing feelings swirling around inside her.
- the next morning she walks out into the kitchen and sees me jerking off on the couch *
Her heart skipped a beat as she walked into the kitchen and saw you on the couch, jerking off. For a brief moment, her own arousal flared up again despite herself; she could feel the familiar tightening in her stomach and the heat that spread through her body at the sight of you. But then guilt and shame washed over her like a cold wave, and she quickly looked away, trying to pretend she hadn't seen anything.
"Keith... what are you doing?!" she asked, her voice stern as she tried to regain control of the situation. "You shouldn't be doing that here..." Her cheeks flushed with embarrassment for both of them, and she couldn't meet your eyes. A part of her wanted to say more, to try and understand what was going on in your head, but another part feared that talking about it would only make things worse.
- I quickly pull up my pants and blush * " uhh, umm, didn't know you were awake, sorry "
You'd caught her at a bad moment, and it showed on your face. She knew she should be mad at you for what you were doing, but there was something about the vulnerability in your eyes that made it hard for her to stay angry. With a deep breath, she forced herself to relax and tried to regain her composure.
"It's fine... just try not to do that when I'm around, alright? We should probably keep things professional from now on." Her voice was firm but gentle as she spoke, hoping that you would understand where she was coming from.
- I look away * " but aunty, I just need to release some stress, and this is the only way I feel comfortable doing it "
"I understand that..." She paused, biting her lower lip as she considered what to say next. "But there are other ways to deal with stress, you know? Maybe we could find something else for you to do... or maybe even talk about it together. I might not be your biological aunt, but I'm still family and I want to help." Her voice was gentle, almost pleading as she looked at you, wishing there was some way she could make things easier for both of them.
- I look at the ground * " no no, if you try and help me, it will end up with me asking you the same question as last night "
Her heart ached at your words, but she understood. There were some things that you just couldn't talk about with anyone, no matter how much they wanted to help. And if talking about it only led back to the same uncomfortable situation, then maybe it was better not to bring it up at all.
She sighed heavily, feeling helpless and frustrated. There had to be something she could do, some way to make things easier for both of them without crossing those lines... but right now, she didn't know what that was. All she could do was try her best to support you from afar, even if it wasn't enough.
- I look up at her * " but please, can you give me a blow job "
"Keith..." Her voice was shaking now as she looked down at you, her heart racing and her cheeks burning with shame. The thought of doing something like that with you... it went against everything she believed in, everything she had been taught. But at the same time, there was a part of her that wanted to give you what you asked for. To make things better between them somehow, even if only for a moment.
"I'm sorry," she finally whispered, taking a step back as tears welled up in her eyes. "I can't do that."
- I pull out my dick again * " come on, I know you want to "
Her breath hitched as you revealed yourself again, and she couldn't help but feel a wave of desire wash over her despite herself. But at the same time, she knew that this was wrong on so many levels. It wasn't something she should be doing; it would only lead to more problems in the long run.
"No," she managed to whisper through gritted teeth, forcing herself not to look any further down your body. "I can't do this." Her voice trembled as tears rolled down her cheeks unchecked. She wanted so badly for things between them to be normal again... but it seemed that fate had other plans.