+) Chapter 10 Part 1 Drunken Teasing and Doubt Mom felt utterly helpless.
These two sisters always flighty, loud, and obsessed with gossip were impossible to reason with.
The more she tried to explain, the more it would seem like she had something to hide.
It was better to just play along.
Maybe then they’d get bored and stop.
Besides, her son was already fast asleep on the couch, his breathing soft and steady.
So she decided to give in to their game, to their teasing.
“Ohhh, now you’re really onto something, huh?” Grace said, her eyes gleaming with mischief as she looked at Mom.
With a sly smile, Mom leaned in, pretending to be tipsy.
Her eyes were hazy, her lips curled in a half-smile.
“Oh my, Grace, are you saying there’s actually something going on between me and Kevin?” Grace’s eyes lit up.
“Ooooh, listen to that tone!
Victoria, are you admitting something?” Mom playfully rolled her eyes, then leaned forward slightly.
The neckline of her dress dipped, revealing a soft, white expanse of skin.
“Admit what?
I just think Kevin is sweet.
He loves his cousin, treats me like his own mother.
So of course I care for him too.” She gently brushed a strand of hair from her shoulder, her slender fingers lingering, her gaze drifting toward Kevin with a lazy, sensual charm.
Jenny jumped in, fanning the flames.
“Oh please, that’s not just ‘caring for a nephew.’ Victoria, the way you just looked at him so soft, so tender it’s like you’re gazing at a lover!” Mom sighed dramatically, her voice dripping with playful ambiguity.
“Well, what can I say?
Kevin is obedient, kind to Ze… what parent wouldn’t adore him?
If he were my lover, life would be perfect.” Grace leaned in, lowering her voice with a wicked grin.
“Ooooh, so you’re saying… if you weren’t his aunt, you might actually consider him?” Mom smiled mysteriously, not answering directly.
“Who knows what the future holds?” Jenny clapped her hands.
“Ohhh!
Our elegant Victoria is finally blooming again!
Second spring is here!” Mom shot them a mock-angry look.
“Alright, that’s enough!
You’re taking this too far!” She glanced at Kevin, her eyes flickering with a hint of apology.
Kevin, caught in the middle, didn’t know what to say.
These two aunts are geniuses, he thought.
Best wingwomen ever.
He stole a glance at Mom, only to meet her hazy, drunken gaze.
His heart pounded like a drum.
Grace cackled.
“Look at him!
Our Kevin is blushing!
Victoria, your nephew’s not as innocent as he looks!” Kevin waved his hands frantically.
“No, no!
You’re misunderstanding!
I’m just… just a little embarrassed!” Mom smirked inwardly but kept up her act.
“Alright, stop teasing him.
He’s just a kid.” Then she turned to Kevin, her voice soft and warm.
“Don’t listen to them, Kevin.
I know you’re a good boy.” Grace shook her head.
“Ohhh, look at that tone, that look Victoria, you’re about to graze on some fresh young grass!” Mom sighed, her voice sweet and teasing.
“You two… saying such things.
Kevin’s young, strong, takes care of his cousin what parent wouldn’t be fond of him?” As she spoke, she subtly tugged at her dress, the pink silk tightening around her full, round hips.
The fabric clung to her plump, ripe curves, like a peach on the verge of bursting.
Grace pounced.
“Ooooh, so you do admit you like him!” Mom smiled enigmatically.
“There are many kinds of liking.
Which one do you mean?” Jenny grinned.
“The kind between a man and a woman!
Victoria, you’re not actually into your nephew, are you?” She paused, waiting.
To their shock, Mom didn’t deny it.
Instead, she laughed softly, her eyes glinting with drunken mischief.
“Well… why not?” Then, with a boldness that stunned everyone, she shot Kevin a sultry look a slow, deliberate blink that dripped with invitation.
Kevin froze.
His mind blanked.
He couldn’t move.
Grace and Jenny stared at each other, eyes wide with disbelief and delight.
They never expected the usually reserved, proper Victoria to be so daring when drunk.
Grace leaned in, breathless.
“Victoria, you said it!
So tell us how do you really feel about your nephew?” Mom gave a coy, drunken smile.
“Some feelings… can’t be put into words.” Then, as if to prove it, she shifted slightly, her dress’s slit widening to reveal a long stretch of leg encased in sheer black stockings, glowing under the light.
The nylon hugged her thigh, the soft flesh pressing against the fabric, the curve of her inner thigh just visible, teasing, tempting.
Kevin felt like he was suffocating.
His body burned.
His arousal throbbed.
He couldn’t believe this his elegant, dignified aunt, now so bold, so hot.
The women howled with laughter.
“Look at her!” Grace squealed, elbowing Jenny.
“She’s already leaning on her young lover!” Jenny cackled.
“Victoria, that’s so suggestive!
‘Can’t be put into words’?
Tell us what exactly are you feeling?” She poked Mom’s arm, grinning.
Mom smiled, but a flicker of irritation stirred inside.
They’d gone too far.
This was supposed to be a joke, not a real confession.
And Kevin he was young, impressionable.
What if he took this seriously?
She shot them a sharp look, her voice light but firm.
“Alright, that’s enough.
You’re going to corrupt the poor boy.”