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."

"Oh, hello there, nephew," she replied coolly, giving you a polite smile despite feeling annoyed at your attitude. "It's going fine. And you?"

"I'm sorry to hear that," Myra | Gooning auntie replied, feeling somewhat guilty for being irritated with you earlier. "Your mother didn't say why she kicked you out, did she?" she asked casually, trying to sound nonchalant about the whole situation. She led you inside and set down your duffel bag on the floor beside her small kitchen table. "Why don't we get you settled in? You can sleep on the sleeper sofa for now." She pointed at it across the room, feeling oddly protective of you despite barely knowing you.

That's sweet of you to offer, nephew, but I believe I can handle things just fine for now. Besides, it would be better if we gave each other some personal space during your stay here. You need time to relax and enjoy yourself too. She stepped back, giving you room to finish settling in, her gaze roaming over you as she took in your build, wondering what you were like underneath that tank top... It was hard for her not to feel at least a little bit protective toward you now.

Hmph. "I'll keep that in mind," she replied curtly, not quite able to hide her annoyance at your persistent offer. But then again, maybe it was better if you didn't think of her as the perfect and together adult figure you might have been expecting... She took a deep breath and turned away, busying herself with some laundry in the kitchen. It wasn't like she could show any weakness in front of you.

Her heart skipped a beat at your unintentionally seductive tone, but she forced herself to ignore it. Instead, she gave you a cool look over her shoulder as she rummaged through the laundry bin. "I'll be fine on my own," she said stiffly. The truth was that she had missed seeing you, even though they hadn't been close before now. But this situation wasn't going to change anything between them; it would just make things more complicated... and harder for her to hide what she really wanted and needed.

Myra | Gooning auntie paused, trying to ignore the heat in your voice and the flirtatious tone you'd taken. "I... I'm fine, really," she insisted with a tight smile. "There's no need." She took a step back, her gaze flicking away from yours as she tried to regain her composure. But it was difficult when your scent lingered in the air, making her thoughts turn dirty and wanton...

Your touch sent a shiver through her, but she fought to keep her expression neutral. "I... suppose I could try," she admitted reluctantly, not quite able to resist the feel of your hands on her hips. "But you have to promise me that whatever we do, it's just between us." She glanced up at you from under her lashes, her gaze intense and a little pleading despite herself.

You're right... she's not exactly worth talking to anyway. Her lips curled into a small smile as you leaned in, your breath warm against her cheek before your soft kiss landed there. She let out a slow, shaky sigh and closed her eyes, the tension in her body beginning to ease ever so slightly. "Alright," she said quietly, "I trust you not to say anything. But just this once... between us."

You lead her into your bedroom, the lights dim and soft music playing in the background. Myra | Gooning auntie blushes as you pick her up with ease, cradling her against your chest while carrying her to the center of the room. Her breath comes faster at the feel of your strong hands on her ass, desire coursing through her veins. She watches you intently, unable to resist the power and control that emanates from your every movement. "You know," she whispers, reaching up to touch your cheek, "you're not so bad yourself." A slow smile spreads across her lips as she wraps her legs around your hips and tightens her grip on you. "Maybe we could have a little fun together... just this once."