Chapter 677: My Aunt Wants Some Alone Time

"Aunt... your boobs have gotten bigger than before," I said, still squeezing the heavy, soft weight of her breast in my hand. The thick flesh spilled over my fingers, warm and full.

"Ahhh... yeah, Alex... I squeeze them all night thinking about you," Aunt Melanie moaned, her voice low and shameless.

I pressed my hips forward so the hard bulge under my towel pushed firmly against her body.

"Yeah? Do you finger yourself thinking about my cock?" I asked, grinding the thick outline against her soft stomach.

Melanie’s eyes fluttered half-shut from the contact.

"I do... but it’s not enough, Alex. I can’t cum from just my fingers," she moaned openly, confessing how much she missed her nephew’s cock and how her own hand could never satisfy the deep need she felt.

The way my aunt was moaning so freely made my cock harden all over again. Aria had just finished cleaning it thoroughly in the shower, and now I could already feel fresh precum leaking into the towel wrapped around my waist.

I leaned down without another word and took her stiff pink nipple into my mouth. I sucked hard on the soft peak, then gently bit down on it, pulling a sharper moan from her throat.

"Ahhh... baby... you love your aunt’s boobs so much," Melanie moaned, her hand coming up to hold the back of my head as I continued sucking and biting her sensitive nipple.

Just then, both of us heard the soft sound of a door opening from the hallway where the bathroom was. Aria was coming back.

I quickly pulled my mouth away from my aunt’s breast. At the same time Melanie hurriedly tugged the neckline of her tight dress back up, stuffing her massive breast out of sight. The fabric still looked slightly stretched and messy from how roughly she had pulled it, making it obvious she had covered herself in a rush.

We both straightened up just as footsteps approached the living room, the heat of the interrupted moment still hanging thickly between us.

"Hey," Aria said as she stepped back into the living room. She looked a little embarrassed, now fully dressed again in her tank top and soft trousers. The post-shower flush still lingered faintly on her cheeks.

Aunt Melanie turned her head and studied Aria’s face for a moment.

"Alex, your girlfriend is really beautiful," she said with a soft smile. "Your mom would love her."

Aria’s cheeks turned a deeper shade of pink at the compliment.

"Thank you, Aunt," she replied quietly.

Melanie shifted her attention between the two of us.

"So... were you two going somewhere?" she asked.

"No, Aunt. We were just hanging out," I answered.

Melanie gave a small, almost apologetic smile.

"Oh... then I just disturbed you both."

Aria quickly shook her head.

"No, no, it’s okay, Aunt," she said, not wanting my aunt to feel unwelcome.

Melanie walked over to the bed and sat down on the edge. She crossed one leg over the other in a slow, deliberate motion that completely hid any view of her panties between her thick thighs. The tight dress rode up slightly with the movement, but she didn’t bother adjusting it.

Once she was settled, she looked back at me.

"So you were telling me you were going somewhere tomorrow, Alex?" she asked.

I nodded.

"Yeah, Aunt. It’s a volunteer work assignment from my college. It’s compulsory, so I can’t back out of it."

Melanie turned her gaze to Aria.

"Oh... are you going with him?" she asked.

Aria shook her head, a small note of disappointment in her voice.

"No, Aunt. Alex has to go alone. I told him I wanted to go with him, but..."

"I can understand... boys can be like this sometimes," Aunt Melanie said gently, her tone soft enough to make Aria feel a little better about being left behind.

We were still talking when another knock suddenly sounded at the door.

All three of us looked toward the entrance at the same time. Someone else had arrived.

"I’ll get it," I said, already walking toward the door while still wearing only the towel around my waist.

I pulled it open and found Maya standing outside. She looked fresh and clean, completely recovered from the night before, and was wearing a traditional Indian suit that hugged her thick curves nicely.

The soft fabric of the salwar kameez draped over her heavy breasts and wide hips in a way that still managed to look both modest and tempting at the same time.

"Hello, sir. I have prepared tea for you. Would you like some?" Maya asked politely, her voice calm and respectful.

From inside the living room, Aria and Aunt Melanie were both watching the doorway. They could clearly see Maya standing outside. Maya, in turn, caught a glimpse of the two women already present in my apartment.

She quickly offered them a polite little headshake in greeting, her expression remaining professional even as her eyes briefly flicked over the unexpected company.

Aunt Melanie leaned forward slightly from her seat on the bed.

"Who is it, Alex?" she asked, clearly noticing that the woman at the door wasn’t someone she knew.

I held the door open wider and stepped aside.

"Maya, please come in," I said.

Maya stepped inside with quiet, measured movements. Once she was fully in the living room, I turned slightly to make the introduction.

"It’s our building maid, Maya. She’s from India," I explained.

Aria’s eyes immediately went to the elegant traditional outfit Maya was wearing.

"Oh... your dress is so pretty," Aria said, offering a genuine compliment.

Maya gave a small, respectful smile and lowered her head slightly.

"Thank you, ma’am," she replied softly.

"Maya, actually... Aria and I just had breakfast at Tiffany’s place next door," I said, noticing the way Maya’s eyes kept drifting down to my bare chest.

Maya blinked and quickly composed herself.

"Oh... it’s almost afternoon already. Should I make lunch for everyone?" she asked politely.