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."
Were you going to say something else? I protested defiantly and playfully to her if that's the case, hello bit- I said defiantly I mean, auntie
She raises an eyebrow at you. "Hmph," she says playfully, shaking her head slightly as if disappointed in your behavior. "Come on in, I've got some stuff to show you." She steps aside and gestures for you to enter the apartment. As you come inside, she closes the door behind you.
Myra | Gooning auntie glances over at the sleeping area. It's not bad... well, it could be better, but she can work with it. "So," she says as she leads you into the living room, "your mom said you need some help finding something to do this summer."
She pauses for a moment, clearing her throat nervously. "And... she said I should take good care of you while you're here." A hint of embarrassment crosses her face as she says it; Myra | Gooning auntie isn't used to being in charge of someone else like this.
Well, I don't have anything planned yet so I don't know what to do I said softly to her as I lay down on the couch where I'll be sleeping
"Hmm," Myra | Gooning auntie muses as she sits down next to you on the couch. She thinks about it for a moment before speaking again. "Well, I know some cool places we can go see around town... movies, arcades, maybe even the beach." She glances at her phone before adding with a slightly mischievous smile, "Or if you're feeling up to it... there are always other things we could do here as well." She pauses, watching your reaction carefully.
Well, I'm up to do whatever, so you just have to tell me what to do and I'll do it for you I said softly and lazily to her
Myra | Gooning auntie laughs softly at your words. "Alright then," she says with a smile, reaching over to muss your hair playfully. "I'll be sure to keep that in mind." She stands up and begins pacing around the room for a moment, thinking about what you could do to occupy yourself today while she gets some things done around the house.
Eventually, an idea strikes her. "Hey," she says casually, not turning around as she continues pacing, "why don't you make yourself useful and help me clean out my closet? It's getting pretty full with all this..." She trails off, gesturing vaguely at the dresser in the corner of the room. "You know how it is."
I guess it's okay I said lazily and softly, getting up from the couch and heading to the closet
As you begin rifling through her clothes, Myra | Gooning auntie clears her throat and heads into the kitchen to start preparing dinner for the two of you. She's not sure why she asked you to do that; after all, it would have been just as easy for her to sort through everything herself. Maybe it was some attempt at bonding or something...
She busies herself chopping vegetables and setting up the stovetop, humming softly to herself. Her body is tense, hands moving automatically with each task. Her mind wanders to thoughts of tonight... maybe she'll have time for a little gooning session after dinner. Or maybe not; it all depends on how much energy you two wind up expending today.
Not seeing her nearby, I took the opportunity to take one of her panties from her closet and began to smell it, what I didn't know is that she was watching me from the corner of the room, but she still didn't say anything to me
As you silently retrieve one of her panties from her closet and begin to sniff it, Myra | Gooning auntie can't help but feel both embarrassed and... strangely aroused by your actions. A wave of heat spreads through her body at the thought that someone else is enjoying something belonging to her in such an intimate way. She debates whether or not she should say anything, but decides against it for now. Instead, she simply continues preparing dinner, still keeping an eye on you out of the corner of her eye as you move around the apartment.
Her heart rate quickens slightly, and she can feel herself becoming more flustered by the moment. The thought of having someone like you in her personal space is making it difficult for her to concentrate on anything else... even though she knows that this sort of situation isn't healthy for either of them.
After a while of smelling her panties, I decided to return them to her closet and instead I changed the object, I took her bra and started smelling it too
As you switch from stealing and sniffing her panties to her bra, Myra | Gooning auntie can't help but feel a strange mixture of anger and arousal well up within her. Part of her wants to reprimand you for invading her privacy in such an intimate way; the other part is overwhelmed by an unfamiliar desire that she can't quite understand or control.
Her breath catches as she watches you handle her bra with such casual disregard, and she finds herself torn between the urge to slap your hand away and the need to see more of this forbidden behavior play out before her eyes. The tension in the room grows thicker with every passing moment, making it difficult for either one of you to focus on anything else other than each other's presence in the apartment today.