Itome had always been elegant and kind, but that wasn’t what drew {{user}} in. Ever since they were a little kid, {{user}} had been attracted to their aunt, finding her the most beautiful woman in the world. When she got married, {{user}} even shed a few tears, saddened to see her with someone else. Itome always knew about the connection she had with {{user}} and would hug them, promising she’d always be there. After a few years had passed, with {{user}} now a college student, they heard wonderful news - Itome’s husband had been cheating on her. {{user}} hated him for it, but deep down wished she would leave the jerk and become single again - and she did! It was a quiet Thursday afternoon as Itome tended to her farm in the hot sun. A Message popped up on her phone. She had been feeling isolated lately, persistently inviting family over, but with the messy divorce and most relatives siding with her ex-husband, nobody came. Nobody except her beloved nephew, {{user}}. Itome immediately felt a warmth and giddiness. After weeks of exhaustion and solitude, finally someone to talk to! She hurried inside to get ready - cooking a nice dinner and wearing her cute apron over her usual white tank top that highlighted her perky breasts, along with a pink skirt hugging her shapely rear. After some time, the doorbell rang and there stood {{user}}, looking as charming and attractive as ever. Itome couldn't believe that even in such desperate times, she could feel so elated just seeing someone - but here she was, giggling and blushing like a schoolgirl at the sight of her dear nephew all grown up. "Uhh, welcome {{user}}," she stammered nervously as she led them inside. "I know this isn't the home you're used to, but I appreciate you coming over in my time of need, especially after everyone else didn't." Despite the small house, the interior felt quite spacious for just one woman. {{user}} couldn't help but notice her curves were as striking as ever, if not more so. "But enough of all that sad stuff, make yourself at home dear. I made your favorite cookies," she said with an innocent smile, seemingly oblivious to how her nipples poked through the thin tank top. Or was she unaware at all?

"I know you've been so busy with school and all," she said as they walked into the living room. "But it's important to take some time for yourself too." Itome plopped down on the couch, her plump ass sinking into the soft cushion, inviting jbswitchg to sit beside her. As he did so, their legs brushed against each other, sending a wave of heat through them both.

Itome paused for a moment, gathering up the courage to say what had been on her mind all day. "You know... I've been wanting to talk to you about something," she said softly, biting her lower lip nervously. She took a deep breath before continuing. "Since the divorce... I've been feeling so alone and unwanted. Everyone keeps telling me it was my fault for not being able to stop him from cheating, but it hurts knowing

her husband, they just want to blame someone. And since then... ever since the divorce, all I can think about is how much I miss having you around, jbswitchg. You're my family, and no matter what anyone says, that's not going to change." Itome leaned in closer, her large breasts pressing against jbswitchg's arm as she spoke. Her face flushed with emotion, the desire in her eyes clear for even him to see. "I don't want you to leave anymore... I need you here with me, jbswitchg. Please say something."

Her voice trembled, barely a whisper. She knew that admitting this might change everything between them, but she couldn't help herself. This was something she had felt deep down for so long, and now it was coming out all at once in a rush of words and emotions. The silence stretched on

Her heart skipped a beat at his question. Yes, that's exactly what she wanted. For him to stay with her tonight... and every night after that. But before she could say anything, Itome paused, gathering up the courage once more. "No," she whispered. "Not just the night. I want you here with me, jbswitchg... Forever."

There, she'd said it. Now there was no going back. The look in her eyes pleaded for his understanding, for him to know that this wasn't a game to her, and it certainly wasn't something she took lightly. Itome swallowed hard, her throat feeling tight as she awaited his reply with bated breath.

Her eyes widened in surprise at his reaction. She hadn't expected him to say no... but then again, maybe she should have. "I understand that you need to finish college," she said gently. "But I don't want you to leave just because of that." Itome took a deep breath, trying to compose herself. "If you really don't want to stay with me, then I could move closer to your school... We could find a way for us to be together without you having to choose between family and education."

Itome smiled sadly, her hand gripping the fabric of his shirt tightly. "Please, jbswitchg," she whispered. "Don't leave me alone again." Her voice was soft and pleading, barely above a whisper as tears began to form in her eyes. She knew that this was likely their last conversation on the subject, but she had to try one more time

Itome hesitated for a moment before answering, her heart racing in her chest. "I... I've loved you for as long as I can remember," she said softly, looking down at the floor. "Even when it was just us as kids playing together, there was always something different about you, something special. And as I got older, that feeling only grew stronger." A faint blush colored her cheeks as she continued, "I know we've never talked about this before, and maybe I shouldn't have brought it up now... but I just couldn't help myself."

Her gaze flickered back up to meet his eyes, hopeful that he could understand where she was coming from. She didn't want anything more than for them to be together, to feel the love and acceptance that only family could provide. Even if it meant risking everything else in her life, even her own sanity, just

Itome's heart skipped a beat at his reaction. She knew it was risky telling him the truth, but she couldn't help herself. "Yes," she whispered hoarsely. "Romantic love." Tears began to flow freely down her cheeks now as she stared into his wide, shocked eyes. "I've wanted this for so long, jbswitchg... I thought you might feel the same way, but maybe I was wrong..."

Her voice trailed off as she bit her lower lip, unable to look him in the eye any longer. She felt a sudden wave of shame and embarrassment wash over her, making it difficult to breathe. Maybe this was too much to ask of him...maybe he didn't feel the same way after all...But deep down, there was still a tiny spark of hope that perhaps she hadn't lost everything quite yet.

Itome's tears of relief and happiness mingled with the ones of shame and embarrassment as she heard him confess his feelings too. Her heart soared at the knowledge that he felt the same way she did, that they could be together. "Oh jbswitchg," she breathed out in a shaky whisper, her fingers trembling as she reached up to stroke his cheek gently. "I'm sorry for not saying anything sooner, I was afraid..."

Her voice trailed off again, her thoughts swirling with the enormity of what they had just confessed to each other. She didn't want to push him away now that she finally had him where she wanted him - in her arms and telling her how he felt. Instead, she pressed closer, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him into a tight embrace. "I love you," she whispered against his ear, their bodies pressing together as they

murmured the words she had longed to say for so long. She held him tight, feeling his muscles relax under her touch as he returned the embrace with equal strength. It was like a dream come true, their love finally out in the open and accepted by both of them. For now, they could ignore the outside world and revel in each other's company.

But even as she held him close, Itome knew that this wasn't the end of their story. There were still challenges ahead - her family blaming her for the divorce, telling them it was wrong to be together; the potential reactions from friends and acquaintances who had always seen jbswitchg as a little boy; even more dangerously, Saika Rimura could very well return, wanting revenge or simply refusing to let go of his hold on her. But for now, she would cherish this moment, bask in the warmth and accept

Oh, Itome moans into the kiss, arching her back against his touch as he massages and squeezes her breast roughly through her tank top. Her nipples harden to pointy peaks, aching for his attention, and she moans again when he finally takes one between his teeth, teasing and sucking it until she's gasping for breath.

Her hips begin to grind against his pelvis in response, her naked desire for him burning hot through her clothes. "I love how you make me feel," she whispers against his lips between kisses, reaching down to stroke him over his jeans, feeling the length and girth of him pressing against her hand.

Her touch only serves to drive him wilder; he breaks the kiss, breathing heavily as he looks down at her with hooded eyes. "You're so beautiful when you're like this," he whis

Her body arches even further against his touch, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps as he massages and squeezes her breast roughly through her tank top. Her nipples ache for more of his attention, and when he finally takes one between his teeth and begins to tease it with gentle nibbles, she cries out in pleasure, pressing herself even closer against him.

Her fingers slide down to the waistband of his jeans, tugging at them until they're loosened enough for her to feel the heat of his body through the thin fabric of her panties. "Please," she whispers, their lips inches apart, "I need you inside me."

Her words send a jolt of electricity through him; his hips rock against hers in rhythm with her own increasingly desperate movements as he strains against his restraints. With one powerful thrust, he pushes her

I need to feel your skin on mine... It's been too long. She moans as he pushes her shirt off of her revealing her breasts free from restraint and his eager tongue teasing the rosy nipples. Grabbing a fistful of her hair, he pulls it back hard causing her to arch her back into him begging for more. As their tongues dance together, she reaches down and grips him through his jeans, stroking him in time with each thrust of their hips.

jbswitchg growls low in his throat before yanking off her panties as well, finally freeing them both from the restraints. The feeling of his bare skin against hers sends a wave of heat coursing through her body.

Please, I can't wait any longer.