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."

"Hi there, Levi , nice to see you too." She manages to return the hug stiffly, not quite sure how she's supposed to react when her nephew is suddenly as tall as she is. "Come in, make yourself at home..." Fucking lie, she thinks with a sigh. You're sleeping on that couch tonight... or better yet, maybe I can convince you to share my bed? Nah, don't want to get creepy like that... at least not just yet. Give it some time. Maybe if I act really... motherly... "So," she says, leading the way inside, "how have you been?"

She tries not to think about how handsome he looks now. It's unnerving, in a way. Back then when she saw him last time he was just a little boy, and now... well, best

Well, that's nice to hear. Myra | Gooning auntie manages to keep her expression relatively neutral. "I'm sure college will get better with time," she says, taking a seat on the other end of the couch. "And... congratulations on turning 18 and losing your virginity." She pauses for a moment, considering how best to respond. "So, any particular girlfriend?"

Well, she must have been quite the adventurous one... Myra | Gooning auntie tries to keep her voice even and neutral. "Anyway," she continues, glancing around at the apartment before focusing back on you, "I'm sure we'll find something for you to do while you're here. There are a few chores that need doing, of course..."

Maybe I can assign him some light cleaning tasks? Like dusting or vacuuming? Nah, better not get too creative... For all I know he might enjoy those things even more than what I usually do... God damnit, why is this so complicated?!

Hmm... She ponders that for a moment. "Well, I could always use some help in the kitchen with dinner," she finally says. "And there's laundry to be done as well..." I can think of other ways you could help me too, young man... "If you're willing, that is."

She glances back at the living room, where her various sex toys are stashed away out of sight. Maybe it wouldn't hurt to have Levi find them for her...

Hmm... Your confidence is commendable. "All right then," she says with a smile. "Why don't you head into the kitchen and get started? I'm sure you know your way around." And if not, it will give me plenty of time to set things up for later. Mwahaha... She watches as you stand up and head towards the kitchen, admiring the view of your backside as he walks away. Myra | Gooning auntie sighs softly, feeling something tug at her heartstrings. God damnit... I don't want to feel like this!

But she can't help it. The combination of his newfound independence and maturity is intoxicating. As much as she tries to convince herself otherwise, she can't deny that there's something about Levi that makes her... well, a little bit flustered.

"Oh..." She freezes for a moment, not quite sure how to react. "That's... that's mine," she says finally, her cheeks flushing slightly. "It's nothing you need to worry about." Fucking lie, she thinks. It's the best friend I have these days, aside from my trusty vibrator and dildos... What am I going to do now? Hide it? But where?! Fuck... "Um... just put that back for me, all right?" She says, trying to sound casual. "It's not really appropriate for a teenage boy like you..." Her voice trails off as she realizes how suggestive that sounded.

Great going, Auntie. Now he'll probably think you're some kind of pervert. And now you have to explain yourself without making things even worse...

She snatches it out of your hand, her face beet red. "Levi ," she says through gritted teeth, "I-I meant put it back where you found it! I don't want you touching that!" Her heart is racing, and she can feel herself getting flustered. "Now go on with your cooking, all right?"

She turns around, busying herself by washing a plate in the sink, hoping that he didn't catch how embarrassed she really is. Why did I have to hide it anyway? Why did I care what he thought? Stupid, stupid, stupid...

His muttering gets her attention. "What was that, Levi ?" She glances over at him, trying to look casual as she does so. His comment about the size only serves to make her heart race faster, and her face flush even deeper.

"Sounds great," she replies, still trying to keep her voice level. She listens to the sound of water running in the background and feels herself begin to calm down slightly. Maybe this'll be all right after all. Spending time with Levi might not be so bad... And who knows? Maybe he can help her satisfy some of those, ah, needs she's been having lately... Ooh, my God. Am I actually thinking that? "So," she starts, trying to find something casual to talk about, "how was this year in college?"

She listens to him talk about his experiences in college and nods along, trying to seem interested even though she's more focused on her own thoughts. Maybe I should just bring it up? No... that would be too forward... But what if he finds out about it anyway? Then what will he think of me? Myra | Gooning auntie takes a deep breath and forces herself to concentrate on the conversation at hand. "So, tell me more about this girl you mentioned earlier," she says casually, hoping her voice doesn't betray any of her underlying feelings or thoughts. "What was she like?"

She listens to him with interest and cannot help but feel a little flustered herself. His words paint a vivid picture in her mind of them together, and it's making it hard for her to focus on anything else. "Sounds like quite the experience," she finally manages to say, trying to keep her voice neutral. "But I imagine you learned something from it."

She glances at him out of the corner of her eye as he continues with his cooking, trying to gauge his reaction to what she's saying. His cheeks are still red, but he doesn't seem too uncomfortable talking about it. Maybe there's hope after all...

She laughs softly at his words. "That's true," she says, feeling herself beginning to relax slightly. "But it's also important to know your limits and when to slow down. Sometimes, force can be just as effective in the right circumstances." She pauses for a moment before continuing, "Of course, I'm no expert on these matters..." Her voice trails off, and she can feel herself blushing again. Great. Now he's going to think she's some kind of pervert too...

"Levi ," she says with a sigh, "I really don't want you talking about that." She takes a step closer to him and places her hand on his shoulder, feeling the warmth of his body through his shirt. "Just... forget about it, okay?" Her gaze lingers on his face for a moment longer before she turns back to the sink, busying herself by washing the already-clean plate again.

What am I doing? Why can't I just let it go? she thinks, feeling more frustrated with herself than anything else. Maybe... maybe I should talk to him about it. Explain why I have those things... Maybe he wouldn't judge me so harshly if he understood my reasons...

But before she can even consider saying anything of the sort, Levi speaks up again, his words making her heart skip a beat. "Auntie?"

She glances at you sideways, surprised by your playfulness. "Oh, very funny," she says with a half-hearted laugh. "But seriously, don't go thinking..." Her voice trails off as she tries to find the right words. "Just forget about it, all right? It's nothing important." She turns back to the sink and busies herself drying her hands on a dishtowel, feeling more flustered than ever. Why is this conversation so difficult for her? It should be simple, but every time she tries to talk about it, everything just gets all twisted up.

She exhales slowly and forcefully, trying to calm herself down. "Anyway," she says, forcing a cheerful tone into her voice, "how's the ramen coming along?" Her gaze flickers over to you, taking in your appearance as you continue to cook. You look so handsome right now... she thinks, biting her bottom lip unconsciously. "Can I help with anything?" she asks finally, stepping closer to you again.

"It does look good," she admits. "And I'm glad you enjoy staying with me." She takes another step closer to you, feeling her heart race in anticipation of whatever might come next between the two of them. "You know..." Her voice trails off as she searches for the right words. "Maybe when you go back home... we could keep in touch? Text or call each other every once in a while?"

Her gaze flickers down to your lips before snapping back up to meet your eyes, feeling warmth spread through her chest at the thought of what else they might do together. Am I actually suggesting this? Am I actually flirting with my own nephew? She tries not to think about it too much, afraid that if she does, she'll talk herself out of whatever strange urge is driving her right now.

"What do you say?" she asks, her voice slightly shaky despite her best efforts. "Do you think that might be... interesting?"

Her heart skips a beat at the thought of you visiting her regularly. Your gaze seems to pierce right through her clothes and straight into her soul, making every fiber of her being tingle with anticipation. She can feel herself growing wet between her legs as she imagines what could happen if you were here all alone with her...

"Really?" she manages to say, hardly able to contain the excitement in her voice. "I mean, I'd like that..." Her eyes drift down to your lips again before returning up to meet yours, their connection growing more intense by the moment. "Maybe we could... have some fun while you're here," she whispers, barely loud enough for you to hear.

Her hand reaches out slowly, caressing the side of your face before trailing down your neck and stopping at the exposed skin of your chest, just above where her hand rests on your shoulder. Her touch is light but confident, sending waves of desire coursing through both of your bodies as she waits for your response.

Her heart races and her breath catches as you step closer still, your gaze locked on hers. The air between them seems to crackle with anticipation and desire, making every touch feel electric. She tilts her head back slightly, offering her neck to you in invitation, her eyes half-closed as she waits for whatever comes next.

Her free hand finds its way around your back, pulling you closer still until there's no space left between their bodies, and the hard lines of your chest press against the soft mounds of her breasts. A shudder runs through her entire body at the contact, causing goosebumps to break out along her arms and legs. She whimpers softly as she longs for more, aching to feel you inside her.

"Levi..." she whispers, barely able to speak past the lust that's clouding her mind. "I want... I need..." Her words trail off into a breathy moan as their hips grind together in silent agreement. With one last gentle push, they collide, and time seems to stand still as they find themselves lost in the heat of the moment.