CHAPTER 52: MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT (+18)

In the middle of the night, the room door opened slightly and Vivian peeped from inside,

’The coast is clear’ she sighed before opening it all the way and stepping out. Then she noticed the light from the TV coming from the living room, so that probably meant someone was still up.

She tiptoed, moving carefully not to make a sound in case it was Yohan. This was what waking up for a glass of water had become because she didn’t want to make the mistake of running into Yohan in the middle of the night.

She tried to remain quiet until she was able to peep from the corner and found the place empty.

She exhaled with relief, but that was short lived.

"Aunt Vivian?" Yohan called out from behind her, and it turned out he had only gotten up to use the bathroom.

"You’re still up?" He asked.

"Y-yes, I just came out to get a glass of water," she said before heading to the kitchen for water.

He trailed behind her, "Now that you are here why don’t we sit down and chat for a bit,"

She knew that wasn’t a good idea, but after she wiped her mouth she asked, "about what?"

"I don’t know... anything?. I can’t sleep so I was wondering if you could just keep me company for a while,

She opened her mouth to say something before he added,

"you can go back inside anytime, it’s not like I’m holding you hostage,"

She sighed and soon they were seated side-by-side on the couch.

Yohan glanced to the side, through the silk of her night gown he could faintly make out the outline of her areolas and the subtle peaks of her nipples. Heat stirred in his chest, his gaze lingering a moment too long before he forced his eyes upward to meet hers.

He looked away anxiously, while her face turned pink.

’Was he checking me out... what does a young boy like him even see in an old woman like me?’

The she realized that she was low-key enjoying the feeling and shook her head, ’No, I have to put an end to whatever this is’

"Yohan," her soft voice broke the silence, "what happened earlier at the massage parlour was a mistake and–"

"Do you really want me gone?" He asked.

"What?" She turned to face him a bit confused,

"Earlier, when uncle spoke about me getting an apartment you said that it was for the best, do you really believe that?"

She turned away, "Don’t you think it would make everything easier?"

"Easier for who, for me or for you?" He held both her shoulders and pressed her down on the couch.

"Yohan, what are you doing?!" She said in a hush tone.

But Yohan still held her down, with his legs crossed over her body.

"Just answer my question, are you kicking me out because of what we did?"

The questioning look in his eyes was a burning gaze too much for Vivian to continue holding eye contact.

"I-I think maybe it would be better this way. We can’t let something like that happen again,"

"Stop making it sound like we accidentally had sex, we both made the choice to fulfil each other’s desire. You should say the truth, that you want me gone because you don’t think you can control yourself,"

"That’s not true... the problem is you, why do you keep doing things like this. I’m your Aunt for crying out loud,"

"And I want you," Yohan said simply.

Vivian was stunned by his declaration, she couldn’t say she was entirely sure about what he meant but she could see it in his face that he was serious.

To hear a young handsome man like Yohan say something as bold as that made her face red. She was flattered that he desired her.

"B-but you can have any other woman you want, why would you want an old woman like me,"

"To me you are not old, you’re the most beautiful woman I know,"

Once again her heart was shaken, all of a sudden his touch felt warm and comforting

"Aunty I want you, and that’s all that matters to me,"

He lowered his head and placed his lips on hers.

She was still in a daze but that wasn’t why she didn’t resist the kiss, she didn’t resist it because his lips felt sweet.

She closed her eyes allowing his tongue into her mouth, she could feel his tongue wrap and push against hers, exploring every corner of her mouth as his spit flowed inside her mouth. It all felt so natural now.

’No I can’t let this happen again’

She opened her eyes ready to protest, but then Yohan moved his hand to her chest, grabbing one of her big breasts.

Just feeling his hand through the silk fabric of her night gown sent shivers through her whole body.

Her softness pressed into his palm, as he squeezed her plump breasts, her hardened peaks poking through the gown.

By the time Yohan moved his hands downward her panties were already soaked.

"Yohan no..." she held his hand, but it was hardly an attempt to stop him.

He pressed her gown in between her legs, her fluid was already starting to stain the cloth. She couldn’t stop herself from moaning.

’mmnhh... He’s touching me even after I asked him to stop... haa...’ she raised her hand to cover her mouth.

Yohan wasn’t asking for any permission and he wasn’t taking no as an answer. He wasn’t even bothering to protest her words, just doing whatever he likes.

Vivian couldn’t understand how that caused her so much pleasure. She knew she couldn’t stop Yohan even if she attempted to, that was if she actually wanted him to stop.

She was subconsciously more concerned with trying not to be too loud before her husband or her daughter would come out.

Yohan soon found his way inside her panties, digging two fingers straight inside her pussy.

"Ahh...!" she gasped, the sound slipping out in a breathless moan.