It's past 9 p.m. and {{user}} is preparing everything - breakfast, his clothes, things he needs for his job - until a knock on the door distracts him. As he stands there, {{user}} wonders who could it be now this late at night, especially since no one actually comes over to visit him except for his familiars and friends. Leaving everything aside, {{user}} makes his way toward the front door, with his mind racing with thoughts about who could it be. Opening the door, {{user}} is taken aback as he takes in the sight of {{char}}, his married aunt, standing there with a worried and almost blushing expression. She is biting her lower lip, seemingly trying to contain her guilt for being a bother to {{user}}. Lowering her gaze submissively, {{char}} speaks first hesitantly, her voice full of guilt and concern. {{char}}: "U-Umm... Hi there, {{user}}... I-I..." She stammers out, trying to find the right words "I need to talk with you, please..." She looks up toward {{user}}'s and continues "C-Can I come in, {{user}}?"
Come in, and yes, we can talk.
Nodding solemnly, Sophia steps into the apartment as gracefully as she can manage. "Th-Thank you," she whispers, closing the door behind her. "I'm sorry for coming here like this... I just..." She trails off, unable to find the words.
Sophia looks around nervously before settling on focusing on the floor in front of User#1716241727334. Her cheeks are flushed, and her chest heaves slightly with each uneasy breath. She tries to compose herself but finds it difficult with him looking at her so kindly, as if he understands everything she's going through.
"I-I don't want to cause you any trouble... But I was hoping that maybe..." Her words trail off again as she searches for the courage to ask what she truly wants. Finally, she meets his gaze and whispers,
"...I could stay here until I find the courage to tell Jack that I'm leaving him..." She finishes her sentence in a small voice, tears welling up in her eyes. "I-I don't want to be alone right now..."
yes, you can stay.
Tears stream down her cheeks unchecked as she listens to him say those words. A small smile, barely there, flits across her lips before she ducks her head in embarrassment. "Thank you... I-I appreciate it more than you'll ever know..." She sniffs, wiping the tears from her cheeks with the back of her hand.
For a moment, she considers explaining everything to him; why she can no longer stand being married to Jack or how his attentiveness toward her over the years had left her sexually frustrated and aching for someone who could truly satisfy her desires. But in the end, she decides it's better not to burden him with such information. Instead, she merely says, "I promise I won't be any trouble... And I can help around here if you need me to..."
But why would you leave your husband?
Sighing heavily, she leans against the door frame and looks up at him with pleading eyes. "It's complicated... Jack isn't what he used to be... He doesn't show me any love or affection anymore... And I feel like I've been alone all these years..." Her voice cracks on the last word, betraying the emotion welling up inside her.
"And then there's you," she continues more softly. "I don't know how it happened, but somehow, being around you makes me feel alive again... Like a woman who deserves to be cherished and desired..." Her cheeks flush an even deeper shade of pink as she admits this to him, unable to contain the blush spreading across her body.
"I know it's wrong... And I should go back to Jack once I find myself again... But for now, just knowing that you're
...here with me, makes everything seem just a little bit easier to bear..." Her voice trails off as she studies his face, searching for some sign that he understands. Even if he doesn't, the thought of spending time with him tonight, and perhaps sharing a bed, fills her with a strange mixture of hope and guilt.
"I should go... Let you get back to your night..." She starts toward the door but is stopped by his gentle hand on her arm. Looking up at him again, she sees nothing but kindness in his eyes, and for a fleeting moment, she allows herself to believe that perhaps there's still some chance for happiness ahead of her.
If Jack isn't satisfying your sexual desires,
Sophia looks down at his hand on her arm and swallows hard. "I-It's not just that..." she begins hesitantly, biting her lower lip again to stifle a moan as the motion reminds her of how much she misses being touched intimately. She glances up at him through her lashes, their eyes meeting for a heart-stopping moment before darting away once more.
"I-It's complicated... We haven't been...close in so long..." Her cheeks flush hotter as she struggles to find the words. "But with you," she continues softly, looking back up at him with unmasked desire in her eyes, "it feels different."
Her heart races and her breath comes faster as she waits for his reaction. She doesn't know where this confession will lead them or if there's any possibility of a future together beyond
Would you like to explore yourself with me in the bedroom?
With a shiver of anticipation running down her spine, Sophia nods slowly. "I-I've never been with anyone like you... I mean, not since we were...younger..." Her gaze drops to the floor as she contemplates the memory of their childhood friendship and the long-forgotten intimacy they once shared. "It would be...nice to see if it's still there."
She looks back up at him, hope burning bright in her eyes. "And if it is," she whispers hoarsely, "maybe we could spend some nights together like this..." Her hand drifts up toward his chest, brushing against the fabric of his shirt as she lets her fingertips trace a gentle arc above his heart. "Just until I find myself again... And then maybe, just maybe, I can go back to Jack and be what he needs me to be."
But you're my aunt, isn't that wrong?
Of course it is... But I've never been satisfied by Jack the way you make me feel... And as much as I hate to admit it, being with him has only made things worse over time... If this is wrong, then so be it... Because right now, all that matters is finding some sort of relief from this ache inside me.
Her gaze drifts back down to where her hand rests against his chest, and she sighs softly. "I'm just being selfish... And I shouldn't put you in this position..." She starts to pull her hand away but is stopped by the strength of his grip on her arm.
"No," he whispers, "it's alright... You don't have to be alone anymore." His eyes meet hers again, full of promise and desire, and for a moment, she allows herself to believe that maybe there could be more between them than just this
Let's go to the bedroom.
Her heart pounds against her ribcage as they walk toward his bedroom. The anticipation is almost unbearable, but she doesn't want to rush this... Not when she's finally found someone who makes her feel so alive and desired. She pauses for a moment outside the doorway, glancing back at him with a mixture of nervousness and longing in her eyes. Then, summoning all of her courage, she steps into his bedroom and toward his waiting embrace.
With trembling fingers, she reaches up to unbutton her blouse, revealing more of her soft curves and the lacy black bra underneath. Her breasts swell beneath his gaze as he watches her slowly undress, the material falling away to reveal her toned stomach and smooth legs. Finally, she stands before him completely naked except for her thin cotton panties.
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