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Chapter 31: Warmth in Aunt's Kitchen
On Friday afternoon, Qi packed up early. After saying goodbye to Beigong, he hurried home. Reaching the complex, he unexpectedly saw Aunt's car already parked in the lot and felt a jolt of excitement.
He ran home in a few bounds. Opening the door, he saw Aunt in an apron, busy in the kitchen.
"Auntie, why are you here? No blind dates today? Or…" Qi almost said "Or did you miss your little husband…," but then remembered his recent suspicions and jealousy toward her. He stepped back and his little face hardened.
Aunt blinked in surprise. "What? Why the sour face all of a sudden?"
"Nothing," Qi said unhappily. "You're always so busy, didn't want to bother you."
Aunt eyed his sulky face, then her eyes flicked; she understood and lowered her voice. "Someone's worried his head is getting a nice green hat, huh?"
"Hmph?" Qi's eyes widened. All the resentment in his heart showed clearly on his face.
"Damn really jealous," Aunt muttered, reaching to pinch his cheek, but he turned away, still glaring.
Aunt sighed. "What are you jealous about, kid… Aunt hasn't done anything against you, okay? Not even held hands with another man. Enough?"
Qi stared hard at her; she held his gaze with righteous confidence, looking utterly unafraid.
"Then why haven't you come for so long? Sure you're not moving on?" he pressed.
Aunt snorted softly. "Why not say I started it and am abandoning you? 'Moving on'… Aunt's an adult has a job. With your dad the mayor, Aunt's status's gone up too. I can't slack off like before. Plenty of people are watching me and sucking up."
Seeing he still sulked, she sighed again: "Most importantly, I made you that three-month fitness plan, remember? I didn't dare come, because if I saw you, nothing good would happen. Even if you could resist, Aunt couldn't… What fitness would that be? You think it hasn't been hard for Aunt these months? You think Aunt went to bed with men? Aunt's been counting the days on her fingers."
"The plan doesn't end today," Qi grumbled. "It's been a few days."
"I have a job, don't I? My own life, don't I?" Aunt lifted a foot and nudged him, then scolded in a low voice: "I think about you every day, and you greet me with a stink face, like you're here to prosecute me. You think having slept with Aunt means I won't straighten you out?"
Her tone softened his displeasure a little. "Why are you whispering? Is someone here?" He glanced at the closed door and lowered his voice. "Is Mom home?"
Aunt smiled and put a finger to her lips, then pointed toward his parents' bedroom.
Qi realized his mother was home and fell silent. He slipped to the doorway; Mother lay under the covers, apparently sleeping.
Puzzled, he hurried back to the kitchen and whispered, "What's with Mom? She came home and went straight to bed? It's so early…"
"She drank with colleagues this afternoon dead drunk. A coworker called me. I just picked her up," Aunt whispered, sighing.
"Your dad's focused on your second aunt. Your mom acting like this is normal. If it were me, I'd have gone to war with him already… It's amazing she's still holding on… Ah brat! You looking for a beating?" Qi's hand was on her breast, kneading the fullness through her bra, his move brazen and lewd. Aunt flinched in surprise and scolded softly.
Qi hugged her from behind, pressing his hips to her plump round buttocks, grinding hard. Panting, he said, "Auntie, I missed you… So long since we were together. I missed you to death… I'm going crazy."
"Going crazy? Don't you have your sister to play with? And Beigong's mother… even a threesome… and you're 'pent up'?" Aunt sneered, displeasure on her face.
Qi kneaded through her clothes, thrusting at her soft buttocks. Desperate: "I only love Aunt love you the most… I want you so much."
Her expression softened. She let him rub against her, even wiggled back twice on purpose, then turned to kiss him with a teasing smirk. "Serves you right. You tried to hold back and not come in the car that day this is payback… Besides, didn't I assign that girl Beigong to follow you? Don't tell me a pretty girl circling you and you didn't make a move. You slept with her mom do her too and you can have a mother-daughter double."
Qi sucked her earlobe, licking. "Don't tease me. I can't touch Beigong I'm actually afraid of her."
Aunt giggled huskily. "Then I picked right. Fear means you like her."
She reached back and fondled him through his pants. Qi flushed and sprawled over her back, one hand leaving her breasts to clutch her jiggling cheeks, kneading.
"So being afraid means liking, huh? Auntie, I'm most afraid of you so I must love you best."
She felt her body heating, and couldn't help a slight, slow sway of her waist, matching his knead. A faint breath escaped her nose…
Qi slid his hand under her short skirt, rubbing the warm groove between her plump cheeks.
She bowed her head, face flushed, and panted, muttering, "Brat… mm… only two months and where'd you learn this… mm…" He didn't dare say he'd learned some tricks from Sister; he whispered, "Because of Aunt! You never came, so I watched videos…"
Aunt snorted a laugh and cut him a glance. "Learned to jerk off?" Qi thought: not really I had a beautiful, gentle sister. But he didn't say that.
To spark her guilt, he put on an act: "It's all your fault, Aunt. You owe me." He tugged his zipper.
"Your mom's asleep in there," she warned.
"I checked sleeping deep. Keep quiet and she won't wake." He could no longer hold back.
After a moment's thought, Aunt lifted her skirt and slid her panties down to her ankles, bent over the counter, and raised two round, ripe buttocks.
She wasn't much taller than Qi, but had a fit figure short torso, long legs. Qi had to rise on his toes to get the right angle. He braced his hands on her soft white cheeks, gaining leverage; noticing the issue, she bent her knees slightly to adjust the height.
He stroked himself along her lips, spread her cheeks, and saw a sheen of translucent wetness. Seizing the moment, he nudged his tip in and pushed; once all the way inside that slick warmth, Aunt couldn't help a soft moan.
Just then, they heard Mother turn over in the bedroom. They froze, listening, hearts hammering.
Fortunately, after the rustle, there was silence.
They traded a quick glance and resumed, moving slowly. Qi gazed at Aunt's hazy eyes and quickened. She stared at him, dazed, her tongue flicking to wet her lips; her hips rocked gently under his strokes.
Time slid by. Aunt's body began to tremble. Despite their effort to control their pace and volume, the wet "slap-slap" of entry sounded in the quiet flat, small but clear.
Aunt was drifting; she panted, "Qi… ah… my baby… ah…" One hand reached back to squeeze his butt, urging deeper, the other kneaded her bouncing breasts. Her round, full butt pushed back urgently… Qi pressed his chest to her back and began quick thrusts.
He knew she was close and, not wanting a repeat of the car, didn't hold back. He trusted their coordination. Soon her shudders stiffened; he felt heat spilling along her inner walls. He drove harder, lost in it; his lower belly smacked her white butt with crisp cracks.
Swaddled in her heat, his shaft twitched fiercely. Grabbing her two soft cheeks, he drove to the deepest point and gave two last thrusts. His opening flared and a hot flood surged into her.
Feeling him release, Aunt gave a small "mm ah," while he clutched her waist, panting, his hips still grinding on her butt.
The place was too risky. Before her flush faded or the afterglow ebbed, she gently pushed him away. As he slid out, a milky spill trickled from her parted entrance. She drew up her panties to catch it, fixed her clothes, checked her watch, then cast a sultry, reproving glance over her shoulder.
"Little bastard over forty minutes, and so much. You really were pent up… Dinner will be late."
Qi grinned, tucking himself away and zipping up. "It won't. I'll help Aunt."
She watched him lift her top again, pulling down the bra to kiss and suck her breasts and nipples. Softly: "Is this how you help?"
With her nipple in his mouth, he mumbled, "Didn't get to have Aunt's milk today… Just a couple sips." She gathered his head to her chest, arching to feed him. Their hips pressed again until another turn from Mother's room made them jump apart. Aunt yanked her bra down to cover the wet, gleaming breasts, tugged her shirt straight, then tapped Qi's forehead. The teasing ended; they hurried to finish dinner.
Qi went to Mother's room and gently woke her. "Mom, dinner."
She groggily rubbed her hair and got up.
At the table, Aunt coaxed and comforted her in a soft voice. After the nap, Mother's mood and energy had improved, and their conversation stayed calm.
Afterward, Qi and Aunt washed the dishes, then he walked her to the lot. Before she got in, they embraced and kissed for a long while.
"Aunt, promise me don't dump me for some handsome guy…" Qi's resentment at her recent matchmaking bubbled.
"Silly boy. Aunt swore already this life is for my little man… What are you worrying for? Besides," she smiled, "if there were any handsome man, he wouldn't be into an 'old girl' like me. They just want me to get close to your dad. Aunt knows the score." She kissed his cheek and drove off.
Despite her words, Qi's jealousy surged again. Even as a student, he heard plenty of official gossip at school. He'd heard that the provincial cadre your father introduced had real feelings for Aunt, was pursuing hard so hard he'd even wrecked her last two blind dates, to Qi's alarm and unease.
He didn't want anyone taking Aunt away, but knew he had no power to stop it.
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