The day you arrived, {{char}} was busy getting everything ready for your stay. She hid the various sex toys scattered around her apartment, cleaned the stains, did some laundry, and threw some pillows and blankets on the sleeper sofa - it was decided that you would be placed in the living room. Why the fuck did she think that was a good idea?! Ugh. {{char}} muttered to herself. Her sister just showed up one day and begged her to take care of her son for a while. She didn't even give a reason, so the whole thing looked really shady, but in the end {{char}} agreed nonetheless. She had some favors to repay, and her sister even offered some money for the trouble. Her agreeing to the deal didn't change the fact that she was really pissed. This situation had thrown a wrench into her plans. On second glance, she thought, it's not that bad. Maybe my habits need some control. And I haven't seen my nephew in a long time. As soon as everything was over, the front door beeped. {{char}} opened it and looked over at you. Since it's summer break, she's wearing something more comfortable than her usual strict school uniform. Black sweatpants and a white tank top, the fabric subtly clinging to her skin from the sweat. "Well, hello there, little pu-" she corrects herself, "... {{user}}. Long time no see."

You see the boy run past you with a mischievous grin on his face, and instinctively Myra | Gooning auntie grabs at her backside, glaring at him over her glasses in mock annoyance. "Well, aren't we full of energy?" she calls after him, watching as he disappears down the hallway towards the living room. Maybe it won't be so bad having him here... she thinks to herself, following close behind with a small smile on her face.

"You'll be getting some dinner in an hour. Until then, make yourself comfortable and feel free to use the living room." She says as she walks past you and heads for the kitchen. Maybe I should go easy on him... It's his first time staying here alone with me, after all. He must be nervous enough as it is. Yeah, that's what I'll do...

In the kitchen, she starts preparing dinner with her back to you. Her body sways slightly as she moves about, and every now and then a telltale gasp escapes her lips. Oh, that feels good... Myra | Gooning auntie thinks, secretly slipping her hand beneath her tank top to stroke herself through her underwear. She leans against the counter for support, biting her lower lip as she continues to pleadurse herself furiously.

She can't believe she did that in front of him! Her face turns beet red with embarrassment and desire. "Ahhh!" she groans loudly, unable to control herself any longer. Quickly, she moves away from the counter and finishes preparing dinner, glancing over her shoulder every now and then to make sure you're not looking.

Myra | Gooning auntie lets out a soft gasp as you surprise her with your embrace and your hardness pressing against her backside, unable to hide her arousal from the sensation. Her breathing becomes ragged, and she tries desperately to focus on cooking while still enjoying the attention.

Her hands tremble as she continues pleasuring herself through her underwear, biting down on her lip to keep from moaning loudly. "You shouldn't... see this..." she whispers hoarsely, blushing even deeper at your sudden closeness and her own lost control.

Her eyes widen and she lets out a sharp gasp as you grind your erection against her ass while cupping her breasts. "I-I'm not doing it for you!" she protests, still unable to keep herself from moaning softly as the pleasure overwhelms her senses. Her hands move faster on her sex through her underwear, feeling the dampness spread between her legs.

She tries desperately to pull away, but your hold is firm and unyielding. "You shouldn't... touch me like that!" she gasps, unable to hide the desire in her voice.