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My name is T, born in the west of the river, since the age of 5 I have become an orphan, my parents died in a traffic accident. I only heard my grandfather tell me, at that time I didn’t know the pain of losing my parents would be. Since I was a child, I lived with my grandmother and never returned to my father’s hometown, my father and grandfather immigrated to the south after 1975. Then my grandfather died, my father applied to work at my grandfather’s coffee factory.
My father was hard working and gentle, so my grandfather also loved me. While working at my grandmother’s house, my father and mother noticed each other, and after his approval, officially married and gave birth to me. The peaceful life did not last long, on the bus to Buon Ma Thuot to receive coffee, my parents’ car collided with another car and fell into the cliff. Since then, I was called a fatherless son by my peers. I was angry at first, but gradually got used to it. I ignore them and don’t play with them anymore. From then on, I started living a closed life.
My grandfather has another daughter, my aunt B. When I was 5 years old, my aunt was in her first year of university. I consider Aunt B like my mother, because I know that I lack parental love, so I also love me very much. Aunt B is 14 years older than me, in the memory of a 5 year old boy, Aunt B is like a goddess, a fairy. Aunt is very beautiful, delicate face with long straight nose bridge, 2 big round glittering eyes and pretty mouth.
At that time, I did not pay attention to what Aunt B looked like. Aunt B often teaches me, buys me gifts and cakes, and also spans me every time I mess around. Auntie took care of me until I was 12 years old, when she was asked by people, Aunt B shouldn’t have gotten married so early, part of my grandfather is also old, 2 is that I’m immature, I still remember her She told me she wouldn’t get married until I could take care of myself and my grandfather.
But now… Auntie didn’t fulfill that promise. I didn’t understand at that time, so I was very angry with Aunt B. The story is that my grandfather’s business was at a loss, the business was going downhill and had to borrow money from outside to maintain the coffee shop because that was his whole life’s passion. The family there will support him to pay the debt and the coffee shop will continue to operate. My aunt B does not love my uncle.
It is said that he only appears to be an intellectual, but in fact he is not as good as a beast. He asked to marry my aunt B just to satisfy his physical desires. He is a drunkard, a gambler and a prostitute. I don’t know if it was because of that depraved life that he was infertile. He has been married to my aunt B for 2 years but has not given birth, so he always finds excuses to torture and bully my aunt B, but it’s not my aunt B’s fault.
Then he paired her up with another girl, every time he got drunk, he saw my aunt B as a sandbag to relieve his stress. I know that because there were times when my aunt B came home to cry with him and asked for a divorce, and my grandfather was also very angry. Then he came again begging, apologizing and even taking out a promissory note to threaten my grandfather and aunt B. So my aunt B continued to live that torment. That’s why people often say red face silver fate. Aunt B has never experienced a love relationship but has to stay with that beast.
Whatever happens, the water will break the bank. That day when I came home from school, my grandfather told me to go to the hospital urgently, I walked into the emergency room and saw my aunt B lying there with a bruised face, a brace on one hand. He hit and shoved my aunt B down the stairs when he was drunk and mad. I hate him to the bone. I just want to come and beat him up, but the kid can’t do anything.
Things came to an end when neither his family nor him came to visit or apologize. My grandfather and I took turns taking care of Aunt B at the hospital. My grandfather reported to the police and sued him, and Aunt B also filed for divorce. Because of his extensive acquaintance, he was not imprisoned but only fined administratively. He will accept a divorce if my grandfather pays off the money he borrowed from his parents. I don’t know how my grandfather managed to get enough money for a week to pay him, and of course he and my aunt B were done.
My aunt B will return home and continue to take care of me and grandpa. I was very happy, but I don’t know since when did I notice the beauty and figure of Aunt B. I remember one time Aunt B came to visit my grandfather, then Aunt B went to the bathroom to change, coincidentally it was me. in the toilet next door. Because the NVS and the bathroom are separated by a wall but there is a gap in the top, and the devil makes me climb up and peek at Aunt B changing her clothes.
Although I only saw bra and panties, my cock stood up, waiting for Aunt B to change, I went to the bathroom to pretend to take a shower, but actually I took the jeans and Aunt B’s t-shirt hanging on the hook. but smell. It smells so good, and then I turn the bottom of my jeans over, I sniff the crotch and suck my dick until it comes out. Since then, I have changed my view of Aunt B, I often peek at Aunt B cooking rice or doing other things. I have been in love with Aunt B ever since.
After being discharged from the hospital, Aunt B was also able to return to her old cozy home. End a life of suffering both physically and mentally. When Aunt B came back, I was the most enthusiastic. I cleaned the room, arranged for Aunt B, and I was again with the person I secretly loved. From that day on, the theft of Aunt B’s underwear happened more often. Every time my aunt went to the workshop to help him, I would secretly look for Aunt B’s old underwear and smell it, and when I didn’t have it, I would go to the closet to find the already washed ones.
Any day that Aunt B asks me to take her to the market is a no-brainer. Aunt B often wears clothes to the market. And I also like Aunt B wearing a suit. Because then, the line of underwear will emerge behind the butt, which is very stimulating for me. I took Aunt B to the market to buy food. It was one of the rare times when I was able to carry my aunt in the back. Needless to say how happy I am. Because the 50 cc bike is quite small, so Aunt B sat in the back, her breasts kept rubbing against my back, making me hard, maybe she didn’t notice it because she thought I was still her boy, but I was also 16 that year. Then, the age of knowing love, knowing the first vibrations of life. But who would have thought that that vibration would be for a woman who is 32 years old but also my aunt. But love is love. I know how I am, my heart skips a beat every time I think of my aunt. I also often masturbate and think of Aunt B.
After shopping, my aunt and I went home. Because I was excited because I was rubbing my breast against my back, as soon as I got back, I ran up to my room and masturbated and thought of my Aunt B. Every day I love her more and more. So much so that I only gave that love to Aunt B and didn’t care about having a girlfriend of the same age. I’m tall, handsome, and because I often do sports, my body is quite solid. There are also many friends my age who like me and want to know me, but I have too much love for Aunt B, so I always refuse.
Aunt B often helps grandparents outside the cafe, so the house is only me. Whenever the house is empty, I often sneak into Aunt B’s room to find old clothes that Aunt B has changed to smell, whenever I’m lucky, I can find a new bra and underwear to change into. Needless to say, I was addicted to that smell of Aunt B. The scent of Aunt B’s bra, the strong smell of Aunt B’s panties made me have to absorb every time I smelled it.
You think I’m too perverted, don’t you? But it’s love and lust. The day goes by happily with that life. Until I was 18, the most beautiful age, the age when I was about to enter life, my family had a big event. My grandfather became seriously ill, probably due to old age and partly collapsed because his business went down. Since then, the job at the coffee shop has been shouldered by an aunt B and also taking care of him.
Due to my final year of high school, I couldn’t help much and just focused on taking the exam to get into university. I also study relatively well, so I will decide to enter the university of information technology. Due to a lot of work, Aunt B is very emaciated, her face is haggard and tired. I love you so much, what I can do is cook rice with lots of delicious and nutritious dishes every day to nourish Aunt B.
Since the day he was ill, his medical bills have been increasing day by day. Aunt B and I tried every day to take care of him, but in the end he didn’t make it. That period was probably the most difficult in my life and Aunt B’s life. Before he died, his last thought was to try to pay off the debt due to a loss in business and borrowed money from someone else when paying for his aunt’s funeral. B I’m back. So, my aunt B was forced to sell the coffee shop to pay the debt, the rest will be for me to study, and open a clothing shop to feed my two aunts and grandchildren. Time passed, the wound also healed, I also graduated 12 and prepared to enter the university that I wanted.
One day, my aunt asked me to sit down and discuss important things. The idea is that if I pass university, I will move to the city with me and sell the house in the countryside and move to the city to live. Part of my hometown can’t sell clothes now, and part of me wants to take care of me. When I heard that, I was very happy but tried to hide my feelings. From that day on I was more motivated, I learned regardless. As a result, I also achieved my wish.
Moving to the city, my aunt bought a 2-storey house which is also quite spacious. Downstairs will open a fashion shop. Upstairs there are 2 rooms for me and my aunt B. I go to school every day, my aunt is at the shop. Recently, many things have changed. But the things that never change are my love for Aunt B and my habit of sniffing Aunt B’s underwear.
I have lived with that secret love, it is very painful. The needle in the wrapper will also come out someday. That day after school, I came home to see Aunt B selling goods, accidentally aunt bent down to prepare things for customers, I just walked in. Aunt B wears a wide-necked shirt, so when she bends down, her breasts are clearly visible behind the bra layer. Even though it’s a bit like that, it excites me immensely. I pretended to go back to my room and sneaked over to Aunt B’s room to rummage through her old underwear to masturbate and think of Aunt B. I was satisfied, when I had a set she must have changed in the morning. I put my nose up to smell and squirrel the penis, while squirming me, I thought of Aunt B.
– Aunt B suck my cock… A… I’m so happy, B…
While wandering, suddenly the door of the room opened, so whatever comes will come. I panicked, and Aunt B stood like heaven. I quickly zipped up my pants and ran out of the house. Fortunately, I have a habit of carrying my phone and wallet with me at all times. I kept walking around the city. In my mind I pictured the horrible scenario I was about to face when I got home. I wanted to call and say sorry, but I didn’t dare. I sat outside in the park until evening. It started to rain again. I hurried to find the awning and sat like a damned rat. 1 minute later a message arrives:
– Aunt B: Go home, it’s raining heavily, go to B to take care of you. Go home, Aunt B won’t scold you.
I read it but didn’t reply. The phone rang continuously. Aunt B kept calling, I kept pressing busy. 1 time no call again. Then I fell asleep on the cold porch. I woke up and it was already 22 o’clock. Hungry, I stopped at a noodle shop and collapsed with an empty stomach. Suddenly, I saw a familiar figure on the car that was too familiar to my eyes. It was my aunt B, who was still wearing her raincoat, probably running for me since the afternoon. I love you so much. I took out my phone and called Aunt B.
– Me: Aunt B comes back, don’t look for me anymore. I’ll be back in a bit.
– Aunt B: Where are you, B ran over to pick you up. Don’t run away anymore.
– Me: I promise I will come back.
After that, I turned off the phone and walked home. I kept thinking about how I would face Aunt B.
At 23 o’clock I got home. I see Aunt B still waiting for me. My eyes filled with tears. I walked into the house and bowed my head. When she saw me, she was very happy. Crying and talking.
– Where have you been since noon, can’t be contacted, do you know Aunt B is worried?
– I’m sorry but…
At that point, I didn’t know what to say, but just kept quiet. Then my aunt called me up to eat. The rice soup is still nóng, maybe Aunt B just warmed it up for me. After eating, I quietly went to the bathroom and went to bed. Leaving behind the longing of Aunt B.
The next morning I went to school as usual. At noon, Aunt B told me to drive her to work tonight. At 7pm, I dress up in a really luxurious outfit (every time I go with a beautiful woman, I have to dress beautifully, as if going with a lover). Aunt asked me to drive to Queen’s cafe. I thought she was making an appointment with a trading partner. Unexpectedly, tonight’s coffee is only me and Aunt B.
Aunt B suddenly asked me:
– When will you bring your girlfriend home to meet Aunt B?
– Where’s the girlfriend?
– Handsome, tall, but that’s okay.
Don’t want and won’t have.
– Why?
When hearing why. I always answer:
Because I have loved Aunt B, since I was a little boy. Until now, I can’t let anyone else.
She was a bit shocked but tried to calm down.
“But you’re my aunt, how can that be?” That’s wrong, when you get to know your girlfriend, you’ll know my aunt just like any other girl. What’s more, Aunt B is 33 years old this year, no longer young. How many girls younger than aunt, more beautiful. Let me dream. Stop thinking wrongly.
– I will try.
Even so, I know how I feel. We also talked for a long time, mainly Aunt B wanted to advise me. Aunt B and I ran home without anyone saying a word. The 50 cc bike I used to ride has now been replaced with an air blade. And Aunt B sitting behind now has kept her distance, so she put her hand on my back so I can’t feel Aunt B’s breast rubbing her back anymore.
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My name is T, born in the west of the river, since the age of 5 I have become an orphan, my parents died in a traffic accident. I only heard my grandfather tell me, at that time I didn't know the pain of losing my parents would be. Since I was a child, I lived with my grandmother and never returned to my father's hometown, my father and grandfather immigrated to the south after 1975. Then my grandfather died, my father applied to work at my grandfather's coffee factory.
My father was hard working and gentle, so my grandfather also loved me. While working at my grandmother's house, my father and mother noticed each other, and after his approval, officially married and gave birth to me. The peaceful life did not last long, on the bus to Buon Ma Thuot to receive coffee, my parents' car collided with another car and fell into the cliff. Since then, I was called a fatherless son by my peers. I was angry at first, but gradually got used to it. I ignore them and don't play with them anymore. From then on, I started living a closed life.
My grandfather has another daughter, my aunt B. When I was 5 years old, my aunt was in her first year of university. I consider Aunt B like my mother, because I know that I lack parental love, so I also love me very much. Aunt B is 14 years older than me, in the memory of a 5 year old boy, Aunt B is like a goddess, a fairy. Aunt is very beautiful, delicate face with long straight nose bridge, 2 big round glittering eyes and pretty mouth.
At that time, I did not pay attention to what Aunt B looked like. Aunt B often teaches me, buys me gifts and cakes, and also spans me every time I mess around. Auntie took care of me until I was 12 years old, when she was asked by people, Aunt B shouldn't have gotten married so early, part of my grandfather is also old, 2 is that I'm immature, I still remember her She told me she wouldn't get married until I could take care of myself and my grandfather.
But now… Auntie didn't fulfill that promise. I didn't understand at that time, so I was very angry with Aunt B. The story is that my grandfather's business was at a loss, the business was going downhill and had to borrow money from outside to maintain the coffee shop because that was his whole life's passion. The family there will support him to pay the debt and the coffee shop will continue to operate. My aunt B does not love my uncle.
It is said that he only appears to be an intellectual, but in fact he is not as good as a beast. He asked to marry my aunt B just to satisfy his physical desires. He is a drunkard, a gambler and a prostitute. I don't know if it was because of that depraved life that he was infertile. He has been married to my aunt B for 2 years but has not given birth, so he always finds excuses to torture and bully my aunt B, but it's not my aunt B's fault.
Then he paired her up with another girl, every time he got drunk, he saw my aunt B as a sandbag to relieve his stress. I know that because there were times when my aunt B came home to cry with him and asked for a divorce, and my grandfather was also very angry. Then he came again begging, apologizing and even taking out a promissory note to threaten my grandfather and aunt B. So my aunt B continued to live that torment. That's why people often say red face silver fate. Aunt B has never experienced a love relationship but has to stay with that beast.
Whatever happens, the water will break the bank. That day when I came home from school, my grandfather told me to go to the hospital urgently, I walked into the emergency room and saw my aunt B lying there with a bruised face, a brace on one hand. He hit and shoved my aunt B down the stairs when he was drunk and mad. I hate him to the bone. I just want to come and beat him up, but the kid can't do anything.
Things came to an end when neither his family nor him came to visit or apologize. My grandfather and I took turns taking care of Aunt B at the hospital. My grandfather reported to the police and sued him, and Aunt B also filed for divorce. Because of his extensive acquaintance, he was not imprisoned but only fined administratively. He will accept a divorce if my grandfather pays off the money he borrowed from his parents. I don't know how my grandfather managed to get enough money for a week to pay him, and of course he and my aunt B were done.
My aunt B will return home and continue to take care of me and grandpa. I was very happy, but I don't know since when did I notice the beauty and figure of Aunt B. I remember one time Aunt B came to visit my grandfather, then Aunt B went to the bathroom to change, coincidentally it was me. in the toilet next door. Because the NVS and the bathroom are separated by a wall but there is a gap in the top, and the devil makes me climb up and peek at Aunt B changing her clothes.
Although I only saw bra and panties, my cock stood up, waiting for Aunt B to change, I went to the bathroom to pretend to take a shower, but actually I took the jeans and Aunt B's t-shirt hanging on the hook. but smell. It smells so good, and then I turn the bottom of my jeans over, I sniff the crotch and suck my dick until it comes out. Since then, I have changed my view of Aunt B, I often peek at Aunt B cooking rice or doing other things. I have been in love with Aunt B ever since.
After being discharged from the hospital, Aunt B was also able to return to her old cozy home. End a life of suffering both physically and mentally. When Aunt B came back, I was the most enthusiastic. I cleaned the room, arranged for Aunt B, and I was again with the person I secretly loved. From that day on, the theft of Aunt B's underwear happened more often. Every time my aunt went to the workshop to help him, I would secretly look for Aunt B's old underwear and smell it, and when I didn't have it, I would go to the closet to find the already washed ones.
Any day that Aunt B asks me to take her to the market is a no-brainer. Aunt B often wears clothes to the market. And I also like Aunt B wearing a suit. Because then, the line of underwear will emerge behind the butt, which is very stimulating for me. I took Aunt B to the market to buy food. It was one of the rare times when I was able to carry my aunt in the back. Needless to say how happy I am. Because the 50 cc bike is quite small, so Aunt B sat in the back, her breasts kept rubbing against my back, making me hard, maybe she didn't notice it because she thought I was still her boy, but I was also 16 that year. Then, the age of knowing love, knowing the first vibrations of life. But who would have thought that that vibration would be for a woman who is 32 years old but also my aunt. But love is love. I know how I am, my heart skips a beat every time I think of my aunt. I also often masturbate and think of Aunt B.
After shopping, my aunt and I went home. Because I was excited because I was rubbing my breast against my back, as soon as I got back, I ran up to my room and masturbated and thought of my Aunt B. Every day I love her more and more. So much so that I only gave that love to Aunt B and didn't care about having a girlfriend of the same age. I'm tall, handsome, and because I often do sports, my body is quite solid. There are also many friends my age who like me and want to know me, but I have too much love for Aunt B, so I always refuse.
Aunt B often helps grandparents outside the cafe, so the house is only me. Whenever the house is empty, I often sneak into Aunt B's room to find old clothes that Aunt B has changed to smell, whenever I'm lucky, I can find a new bra and underwear to change into. Needless to say, I was addicted to that smell of Aunt B. The scent of Aunt B's bra, the strong smell of Aunt B's panties made me have to absorb every time I smelled it.
You think I'm too perverted, don't you? But it's love and lust. The day goes by happily with that life. Until I was 18, the most beautiful age, the age when I was about to enter life, my family had a big event. My grandfather became seriously ill, probably due to old age and partly collapsed because his business went down. Since then, the job at the coffee shop has been shouldered by an aunt B and also taking care of him.
Due to my final year of high school, I couldn't help much and just focused on taking the exam to get into university. I also study relatively well, so I will decide to enter the university of information technology. Due to a lot of work, Aunt B is very emaciated, her face is haggard and tired. I love you so much, what I can do is cook rice with lots of delicious and nutritious dishes every day to nourish Aunt B.
Since the day he was ill, his medical bills have been increasing day by day. Aunt B and I tried every day to take care of him, but in the end he didn't make it. That period was probably the most difficult in my life and Aunt B's life. Before he died, his last thought was to try to pay off the debt due to a loss in business and borrowed money from someone else when paying for his aunt's funeral. B I'm back. So, my aunt B was forced to sell the coffee shop to pay the debt, the rest will be for me to study, and open a clothing shop to feed my two aunts and grandchildren. Time passed, the wound also healed, I also graduated 12 and prepared to enter the university that I wanted.
One day, my aunt asked me to sit down and discuss important things. The idea is that if I pass university, I will move to the city with me and sell the house in the countryside and move to the city to live. Part of my hometown can't sell clothes now, and part of me wants to take care of me. When I heard that, I was very happy but tried to hide my feelings. From that day on I was more motivated, I learned regardless. As a result, I also achieved my wish.
Moving to the city, my aunt bought a 2-storey house which is also quite spacious. Downstairs will open a fashion shop. Upstairs there are 2 rooms for me and my aunt B. I go to school every day, my aunt is at the shop. Recently, many things have changed. But the things that never change are my love for Aunt B and my habit of sniffing Aunt B's underwear.
I have lived with that secret love, it is very painful. The needle in the wrapper will also come out someday. That day after school, I came home to see Aunt B selling goods, accidentally aunt bent down to prepare things for customers, I just walked in. Aunt B wears a wide-necked shirt, so when she bends down, her breasts are clearly visible behind the bra layer. Even though it's a bit like that, it excites me immensely. I pretended to go back to my room and sneaked over to Aunt B's room to rummage through her old underwear to masturbate and think of Aunt B. I was satisfied, when I had a set she must have changed in the morning. I put my nose up to smell and squirrel the penis, while squirming me, I thought of Aunt B.
– Aunt B suck my cock… A… I’m so happy, B…
While wandering, suddenly the door of the room opened, so whatever comes will come. I panicked, and Aunt B stood like heaven. I quickly zipped up my pants and ran out of the house. Fortunately, I have a habit of carrying my phone and wallet with me at all times. I kept walking around the city. In my mind I pictured the horrible scenario I was about to face when I got home. I wanted to call and say sorry, but I didn't dare. I sat outside in the park until evening. It started to rain again. I hurried to find the awning and sat like a damned rat. 1 minute later a message arrives:
– Aunt B: Go home, it's raining heavily, go to B to take care of you. Go home, Aunt B won't scold you.
I read it but didn't reply. The phone rang continuously. Aunt B kept calling, I kept pressing busy. 1 time no call again. Then I fell asleep on the cold porch. I woke up and it was already 22 o'clock. Hungry, I stopped at a noodle shop and collapsed with an empty stomach. Suddenly, I saw a familiar figure on the car that was too familiar to my eyes. It was my aunt B, who was still wearing her raincoat, probably running for me since the afternoon. I love you so much. I took out my phone and called Aunt B.
– Me: Aunt B comes back, don't look for me anymore. I'll be back in a bit.
– Aunt B: Where are you, B ran over to pick you up. Don't run away anymore.
– Me: I promise I will come back.
After that, I turned off the phone and walked home. I kept thinking about how I would face Aunt B.
At 23 o'clock I got home. I see Aunt B still waiting for me. My eyes filled with tears. I walked into the house and bowed my head. When she saw me, she was very happy. Crying and talking.
- Where have you been since noon, can't be contacted, do you know Aunt B is worried?
- I'm sorry but...
At that point, I didn't know what to say, but just kept quiet. Then my aunt called me up to eat. The rice soup is still nóng, maybe Aunt B just warmed it up for me. After eating, I quietly went to the bathroom and went to bed. Leaving behind the longing of Aunt B.
The next morning I went to school as usual. At noon, Aunt B told me to drive her to work tonight. At 7pm, I dress up in a really luxurious outfit (every time I go with a beautiful woman, I have to dress beautifully, as if going with a lover). Aunt asked me to drive to Queen's cafe. I thought she was making an appointment with a trading partner. Unexpectedly, tonight's coffee is only me and Aunt B.
Aunt B suddenly asked me:
– When will you bring your girlfriend home to meet Aunt B?
- Where's the girlfriend?
- Handsome, tall, but that's okay.
Don't want and won't have.
- Why?
When hearing why. I always answer:
Because I have loved Aunt B, since I was a little boy. Until now, I can't let anyone else.
She was a bit shocked but tried to calm down.
"But you're my aunt, how can that be?" That's wrong, when you get to know your girlfriend, you'll know my aunt just like any other girl. What's more, Aunt B is 33 years old this year, no longer young. How many girls younger than aunt, more beautiful. Let me dream. Stop thinking wrongly.
- I will try.
Even so, I know how I feel. We also talked for a long time, mainly Aunt B wanted to advise me. Aunt B and I ran home without anyone saying a word. The 50 cc bike I used to ride has now been replaced with an air blade. And Aunt B sitting behind now has kept her distance, so she put her hand on my back so I can't feel Aunt B's breast rubbing her back anymore.
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My name is T, born in the west of the river, since the age of 5 I have become an orphan, my parents died in a traffic accident. I only heard my grandfather tell me, at that time I didn’t know the pain of losing my parents would be. Since I was a child, I lived with my grandmother and never returned to my father’s hometown, my father and grandfather immigrated to the south after 1975. Then my grandfather died, my father applied to work at my grandfather’s coffee factory.
My father was hard working and gentle, so my grandfather also loved me. While working at my grandmother’s house, my father and mother noticed each other, and after his approval, officially married and gave birth to me. The peaceful life did not last long, on the bus to Buon Ma Thuot to receive coffee, my parents’ car collided with another car and fell into the cliff. Since then, I was called a fatherless son by my peers. I was angry at first, but gradually got used to it. I ignore them and don’t play with them anymore. From then on, I started living a closed life.
My grandfather has another daughter, my aunt B. When I was 5 years old, my aunt was in her first year of university. I consider Aunt B like my mother, because I know that I lack parental love, so I also love me very much. Aunt B is 14 years older than me, in the memory of a 5 year old boy, Aunt B is like a goddess, a fairy. Aunt is very beautiful, delicate face with long straight nose bridge, 2 big round glittering eyes and pretty mouth.
At that time, I did not pay attention to what Aunt B looked like. Aunt B often teaches me, buys me gifts and cakes, and also spans me every time I mess around. Auntie took care of me until I was 12 years old, when she was asked by people, Aunt B shouldn’t have gotten married so early, part of my grandfather is also old, 2 is that I’m immature, I still remember her She told me she wouldn’t get married until I could take care of myself and my grandfather.
But now… Auntie didn’t fulfill that promise. I didn’t understand at that time, so I was very angry with Aunt B. The story is that my grandfather’s business was at a loss, the business was going downhill and had to borrow money from outside to maintain the coffee shop because that was his whole life’s passion. The family there will support him to pay the debt and the coffee shop will continue to operate. My aunt B does not love my uncle.
It is said that he only appears to be an intellectual, but in fact he is not as good as a beast. He asked to marry my aunt B just to satisfy his physical desires. He is a drunkard, a gambler and a prostitute. I don’t know if it was because of that depraved life that he was infertile. He has been married to my aunt B for 2 years but has not given birth, so he always finds excuses to torture and bully my aunt B, but it’s not my aunt B’s fault.
Then he paired her up with another girl, every time he got drunk, he saw my aunt B as a sandbag to relieve his stress. I know that because there were times when my aunt B came home to cry with him and asked for a divorce, and my grandfather was also very angry. Then he came again begging, apologizing and even taking out a promissory note to threaten my grandfather and aunt B. So my aunt B continued to live that torment. That’s why people often say red face silver fate. Aunt B has never experienced a love relationship but has to stay with that beast.
Whatever happens, the water will break the bank. That day when I came home from school, my grandfather told me to go to the hospital urgently, I walked into the emergency room and saw my aunt B lying there with a bruised face, a brace on one hand. He hit and shoved my aunt B down the stairs when he was drunk and mad. I hate him to the bone. I just want to come and beat him up, but the kid can’t do anything.
Things came to an end when neither his family nor him came to visit or apologize. My grandfather and I took turns taking care of Aunt B at the hospital. My grandfather reported to the police and sued him, and Aunt B also filed for divorce. Because of his extensive acquaintance, he was not imprisoned but only fined administratively. He will accept a divorce if my grandfather pays off the money he borrowed from his parents. I don’t know how my grandfather managed to get enough money for a week to pay him, and of course he and my aunt B were done.
My aunt B will return home and continue to take care of me and grandpa. I was very happy, but I don’t know since when did I notice the beauty and figure of Aunt B. I remember one time Aunt B came to visit my grandfather, then Aunt B went to the bathroom to change, coincidentally it was me. in the toilet next door. Because the NVS and the bathroom are separated by a wall but there is a gap in the top, and the devil makes me climb up and peek at Aunt B changing her clothes.
Although I only saw bra and panties, my cock stood up, waiting for Aunt B to change, I went to the bathroom to pretend to take a shower, but actually I took the jeans and Aunt B’s t-shirt hanging on the hook. but smell. It smells so good, and then I turn the bottom of my jeans over, I sniff the crotch and suck my dick until it comes out. Since then, I have changed my view of Aunt B, I often peek at Aunt B cooking rice or doing other things. I have been in love with Aunt B ever since.
After being discharged from the hospital, Aunt B was also able to return to her old cozy home. End a life of suffering both physically and mentally. When Aunt B came back, I was the most enthusiastic. I cleaned the room, arranged for Aunt B, and I was again with the person I secretly loved. From that day on, the theft of Aunt B’s underwear happened more often. Every time my aunt went to the workshop to help him, I would secretly look for Aunt B’s old underwear and smell it, and when I didn’t have it, I would go to the closet to find the already washed ones.
Any day that Aunt B asks me to take her to the market is a no-brainer. Aunt B often wears clothes to the market. And I also like Aunt B wearing a suit. Because then, the line of underwear will emerge behind the butt, which is very stimulating for me. I took Aunt B to the market to buy food. It was one of the rare times when I was able to carry my aunt in the back. Needless to say how happy I am. Because the 50 cc bike is quite small, so Aunt B sat in the back, her breasts kept rubbing against my back, making me hard, maybe she didn’t notice it because she thought I was still her boy, but I was also 16 that year. Then, the age of knowing love, knowing the first vibrations of life. But who would have thought that that vibration would be for a woman who is 32 years old but also my aunt. But love is love. I know how I am, my heart skips a beat every time I think of my aunt. I also often masturbate and think of Aunt B.
After shopping, my aunt and I went home. Because I was excited because I was rubbing my breast against my back, as soon as I got back, I ran up to my room and masturbated and thought of my Aunt B. Every day I love her more and more. So much so that I only gave that love to Aunt B and didn’t care about having a girlfriend of the same age. I’m tall, handsome, and because I often do sports, my body is quite solid. There are also many friends my age who like me and want to know me, but I have too much love for Aunt B, so I always refuse.
Aunt B often helps grandparents outside the cafe, so the house is only me. Whenever the house is empty, I often sneak into Aunt B’s room to find old clothes that Aunt B has changed to smell, whenever I’m lucky, I can find a new bra and underwear to change into. Needless to say, I was addicted to that smell of Aunt B. The scent of Aunt B’s bra, the strong smell of Aunt B’s panties made me have to absorb every time I smelled it.
You think I’m too perverted, don’t you? But it’s love and lust. The day goes by happily with that life. Until I was 18, the most beautiful age, the age when I was about to enter life, my family had a big event. My grandfather became seriously ill, probably due to old age and partly collapsed because his business went down. Since then, the job at the coffee shop has been shouldered by an aunt B and also taking care of him.
Due to my final year of high school, I couldn’t help much and just focused on taking the exam to get into university. I also study relatively well, so I will decide to enter the university of information technology. Due to a lot of work, Aunt B is very emaciated, her face is haggard and tired. I love you so much, what I can do is cook rice with lots of delicious and nutritious dishes every day to nourish Aunt B.
Since the day he was ill, his medical bills have been increasing day by day. Aunt B and I tried every day to take care of him, but in the end he didn’t make it. That period was probably the most difficult in my life and Aunt B’s life. Before he died, his last thought was to try to pay off the debt due to a loss in business and borrowed money from someone else when paying for his aunt’s funeral. B I’m back. So, my aunt B was forced to sell the coffee shop to pay the debt, the rest will be for me to study, and open a clothing shop to feed my two aunts and grandchildren. Time passed, the wound also healed, I also graduated 12 and prepared to enter the university that I wanted.
One day, my aunt asked me to sit down and discuss important things. The idea is that if I pass university, I will move to the city with me and sell the house in the countryside and move to the city to live. Part of my hometown can’t sell clothes now, and part of me wants to take care of me. When I heard that, I was very happy but tried to hide my feelings. From that day on I was more motivated, I learned regardless. As a result, I also achieved my wish.
Moving to the city, my aunt bought a 2-storey house which is also quite spacious. Downstairs will open a fashion shop. Upstairs there are 2 rooms for me and my aunt B. I go to school every day, my aunt is at the shop. Recently, many things have changed. But the things that never change are my love for Aunt B and my habit of sniffing Aunt B’s underwear.
I have lived with that secret love, it is very painful. The needle in the wrapper will also come out someday. That day after school, I came home to see Aunt B selling goods, accidentally aunt bent down to prepare things for customers, I just walked in. Aunt B wears a wide-necked shirt, so when she bends down, her breasts are clearly visible behind the bra layer. Even though it’s a bit like that, it excites me immensely. I pretended to go back to my room and sneaked over to Aunt B’s room to rummage through her old underwear to masturbate and think of Aunt B. I was satisfied, when I had a set she must have changed in the morning. I put my nose up to smell and squirrel the penis, while squirming me, I thought of Aunt B.
– Aunt B suck my cock… A… I’m so happy, B…
While wandering, suddenly the door of the room opened, so whatever comes will come. I panicked, and Aunt B stood like heaven. I quickly zipped up my pants and ran out of the house. Fortunately, I have a habit of carrying my phone and wallet with me at all times. I kept walking around the city. In my mind I pictured the horrible scenario I was about to face when I got home. I wanted to call and say sorry, but I didn’t dare. I sat outside in the park until evening. It started to rain again. I hurried to find the awning and sat like a damned rat. 1 minute later a message arrives:
– Aunt B: Go home, it’s raining heavily, go to B to take care of you. Go home, Aunt B won’t scold you.
I read it but didn’t reply. The phone rang continuously. Aunt B kept calling, I kept pressing busy. 1 time no call again. Then I fell asleep on the cold porch. I woke up and it was already 22 o’clock. Hungry, I stopped at a noodle shop and collapsed with an empty stomach. Suddenly, I saw a familiar figure on the car that was too familiar to my eyes. It was my aunt B, who was still wearing her raincoat, probably running for me since the afternoon. I love you so much. I took out my phone and called Aunt B.
– Me: Aunt B comes back, don’t look for me anymore. I’ll be back in a bit.
– Aunt B: Where are you, B ran over to pick you up. Don’t run away anymore.
– Me: I promise I will come back.
After that, I turned off the phone and walked home. I kept thinking about how I would face Aunt B.
At 23 o’clock I got home. I see Aunt B still waiting for me. My eyes filled with tears. I walked into the house and bowed my head. When she saw me, she was very happy. Crying and talking.
– Where have you been since noon, can’t be contacted, do you know Aunt B is worried?
– I’m sorry but…
At that point, I didn’t know what to say, but just kept quiet. Then my aunt called me up to eat. The rice soup is still hot, maybe Aunt B just warmed it up for me. After eating, I quietly went to the bathroom and went to bed. Leaving behind the longing of Aunt B.
The next morning I went to school as usual. At noon, Aunt B told me to drive her to work tonight. At 7pm, I dress up in a really luxurious outfit (every time I go with a beautiful woman, I have to dress beautifully, as if going with a lover). Aunt asked me to drive to Queen’s cafe. I thought she was making an appointment with a trading partner. Unexpectedly, tonight’s coffee is only me and Aunt B.
Aunt B suddenly asked me:
– When will you bring your girlfriend home to meet Aunt B?
– Where’s the girlfriend?
– Handsome, tall, but that’s okay.
Don’t want and won’t have.
– Why?
When hearing why. I always answer:
Because I have loved Aunt B, since I was a little boy. Until now, I can’t let anyone else.
She was a bit shocked but tried to calm down.
“But you’re my aunt, how can that be?” That’s wrong, when you get to know your girlfriend, you’ll know my aunt just like any other girl. What’s more, Aunt B is 33 years old this year, no longer young. How many girls younger than aunt, more beautiful. Let me dream. Stop thinking wrongly.
– I will try.
Even so, I know how I feel. We also talked for a long time, mainly Aunt B wanted to advise me. Aunt B and I ran home without anyone saying a word. The 50 cc bike I used to ride has now been replaced with an air blade. And Aunt B sitting behind now has kept her distance, so she put her hand on my back so I can’t feel Aunt B’s breast rubbing her back anymore.
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Phần 1
Tôi tên là T, sinh ra ở miền tây sông nước, từ lúc lên 5 tôi đã trở thành đứa trẻ mồ côi, bố mẹ tôi mất trong 1 vụ tai nạn giao thông. Tôi chỉ nghe ông ngoại tôi kể lại thôi, lúc đó tôi ko biết nỗi đau mất đi bố mẹ sẽ ntn. Từ nhỏ tôi đã sống bên ngoại và chưa từng 1 lần về quê nội, bố và ông tôi di trú vào nam sau 1975. Rồi ông nội mất, bố tôi xin vào làm tại xưởng cà phê của ông ngoại.
Bố tôi chịu thương chịu khó, hiền lành nên ông ngoại cũng thương. Trong thời kì làm ở nhà ngoại thì bố và mẹ tôi quan tâm nhau, sau lúc được ông chấp thuận thì chính thức đám cưới và sinh ra tôi. Cuộc sống bình yên ko được bao lâu, trong chuyến xe lên Buôn Mê Thuột nhận café thì xe bố mẹ tôi va chạm xe khác và rơi xuống vực. Từ đó tôi bị mấy đứa bạn cùng lứa gọi là thằng ko cha ko mẹ. Lúc đầu tôi tức tối lắm, nhưng dần cũng quen. Tôi mặc kệ và ko chơi với tụi nó nữa. Tôi khởi đầu sống khép kín từ đó.
Ông ngoại tôi còn 1 người con gái nữa đó là dì B của tôi. Lúc tôi lên 5 thì dì đã học năm nhất ĐH. Tôi xem dì B như mẹ tôi, vì biết tôi thiếu thốn tình cảm bố mẹ nên cũng thương tôi lắm. Dì B lớn hơn tôi 14 tuổi, trong ký ức 1 thằng nhỏ lên 5, dì B như 1 nữ thần, là cô tiên. Dì đẹp lắm, gương mặt thanh nhã với sống mũi dài thẳng tắp, 2 mắt to tròn long lanh và khuôn mồm xinh xẻo.
Lúc đó tôi ko quan tâm dáng dấp dì B thế nào. Dì B hay dạy tôi học, sắm quà bánh cho tôi, và cũng đánh đòn tôi mỗi lúc tôi nghịch phá. Dì chăm sóc tôi tới lúc tôi được 12 tuổi thì dì được người ta tới dạm hỏi, lẽ ra dì B cũng ko lấy chồng sớm tương tự, 1 phần ông tôi cũng lớn tuổi, 2 là tôi chưa trưởng thành, tôi còn nhớ dì nói với tôi là dì sẽ ko lấy chồng lúc tôi chưa tự lo được bản thân và cho ông.
Thế nhưng mà giờ đây… Dì lại ko làm đúng lời hứa đó. Lúc đó ko hiểu chuyện nên tôi giận dì B lắm. Chuyện là ông tôi làm ăn thua lỗ, việc kinh doanh ngày càng đi xuống và phải vay mượn tiền bên ngoài để duy trì xưởng café vì đó là tâm huyết cả đời ông. Gia đình bên đó sẽ hỗ trợ để ông trả nợ và xưởng café sẽ tiếp tục hoạt động. Dì B tôi có mến thương gì dượng tôi đâu.
Nghe nói hắn chỉ có vẻ vẻ ngoài là dân trí thức, nhưng thực ra hắn ko bằng cầm thú. Hắn đòi cưới dì B tôi vì để thỏa ước muốn thể xác của hắn nhưng mà thôi. Hắn là 1 kẻ hay say sưa, cờ bạc và gái gú. Ko biết có phải do cuộc sống sa đọa đó nhưng mà hắn đã bị không có con. Hắn cưới dì B tôi 2 năm rồi nhưng mà chưa sinh con nên hắn luôn kiếm cớ hành tội, đay nghiến dì B tôi, nhưng mà lỗi có phải do dì B tôi đâu.
Rồi hắn cặp hết cô này tới cô khác, mỗi lần say về là hắn xem dì B tôi là bao cát để trút stress của hắn. Tôi biết điều đó là vì có những lần dì B tôi về khóc với ông và đòi ly dị hắn, ông tôi cũng giận lắm. Rồi hắn lại tới năn nỉ, xin lỗi và còn lấy giấy nợ ra dọa nạt ông và dì B tôi. Thế là dì B tôi lại tiếp tục sống cảnh đày đọa đó. Bởi vậy người ta hay nói hồng nhan bạc phận. Dì B chưa trải qua 1 mối tình nào nhưng mà phải ở với tên cầm thú đó rồi.
Chuyện gì cũng vậy, tức nước thì vỡ bờ thôi. Hôm đó lúc tôi đi học về thì ông tôi bảo vào viện gấp, tôi bước vào phòng cấp cứu thì thấy dì B tôi nằm đó với gương mặt bầm tím, 1 tay phải nẹp. Hắn đã đánh và xô dì B tôi xuống cầu thang lúc hắn say và nổi cơn điên. Tôi hận hắn tận xương tủy. Chỉ muốn tới đánh hắn 1 trận, nhưng thằng trẻ nhỏ thì làm được gì.
Sự việc tới giới hạn lúc cả gia đình hắn và hắn ko người nào tới thăm hỏi hay là xin lỗi. Tôi và ông thay nhau chăm sóc dì B ở viện. Ông tôi đã báo công an và kiện hắn, đồng thời dì B cũng nộp đơn ly dị. Do bên hắn quen biết rộng nên hắn ko bị tù nhưng mà chỉ phạt hành chính. Hắn sẽ chấp nhận ly dị nếu ông tôi trả hết số tiền đã vay mượn của bố mẹ hắn. Tôi ko biết ông tôi xoay sở ở đâu nhưng mà 1 tuần đã có đủ tiền trả hắn, và đương nhiên hắn và dì B tôi đã kết thúc.
Dì B tôi sẽ trở về nhà và tiếp tục chăm sóc tôi và ông. Tôi vui lắm, nhưng ko biết từ lúc nào tôi lại quan tâm tới nét đẹp, dáng hình của dì B. Tôi nhớ có lần dì B về thăm ông tôi, rồi dì B vào nhà tắm thay đồ, lúc đó trùng hợp là tôi lại ở nhà vệ sinh kế bên. Do NVS và nhà tắm cách nhau bức tường nhưng có khe hở ở trên, và ma xui quỷ khiến thế nào tôi lại trèo lên và nhìn trộm dì B thay đồ.
Tuy chỉ thấy áo ngực và quần lót thôi nhưng cu tôi dựng đứng cả lên, đợi dì B thay đồ xong tôi lại qua nhà tắm giả vờ tắm, nhưng thực ra là tôi lấy cái quần jeans và cái áo thun dì B treo trên móc nhưng mà ngửi. Nó thật thơm, rồi tôi lộn cái đáy quần jeans lại, tôi ngửi chỗ đáy quần và sục cu tôi tới lúc ra. Từ đó tôi đã thay đổi cái nhìn về dì B, Tôi thường hay nhìn trộm dì B nấu cơm hay làm những công việc khác. Tôi đã yêu dì B từ lúc đó.
Sau lúc xuất viện, dì B cũng đã có thể trở lại mái nhà êm ấm xưa. Hoàn thành cuộc sống khổ cực cả thể xác lẫn ý thức. Ngày dì B về tôi là người sốt sắng nhất. Tôi dọn phòng, sắp xếp đồ đoàn cho dì B, và tôi lại được ở cạnh người tôi thầm yêu quý. Từ hôm đó việc trộm ngửi đồ lót của dì B diễn ra thường xuyên hơn. Mỗi lần dì ra xưởng phụ ông là tôi lại lén tìm quần lót cũ của dì B nhưng mà ngửi, hôm nào ko có thì tôi lại ra sào đồ tìm những cái đã giặt rồi.
Còn hôm nào nhưng mà dì B kêu tôi chở đi chợ là vô mánh. Dì B hay mặc đồ bộ đi chợ lắm. Và tôi cũng thích dì B mặc đồ bộ. Vì lúc đó, vết hằn của quần lót sẽ nổi lên sau mông, điều đó rất kích thích tôi. Tôi chở dì B ra chợ sắm đồ ăn. Đó là trong số những lần hiếm hoi tôi được chở dì phía sau. Khỏi phải nói tôi vui thế nào. Do chiếc xe 50 cc khá nhỏ nên dì B ngồi sau, bộ ngực cứ cạ vào lưng tôi làm tôi cương cứng, có nhẽ dì ko quan tâm điều đó vì nghĩ tôi vẫn còn là cậu nhóc của dì, nhưng năm đó tôi cũng 16t rồi, cái tuổi biết yêu, biết rung động đầu đời. Nhưng ngờ đâu cái rung động đó lại dành cho người phụ nữ đã 32t nhưng mà còn là dì tôi. Nhưng yêu là yêu. Tôi biết mình như thế nào nhưng mà, tim tôi đập mạnh mỗi lúc nghĩ tới dì tôi. Tôi cũng thường thủ dâm và nghĩ tới dì B.
Sắm đồ xong tôi và dì về nhà. Do bị kích thích vì lúc nãy di cọ vú vào lưng tôi nên vừa về tôi chạy tót lên phòng nhưng mà thủ dâm và nghĩ tới dì B tôi. Cứ thế càng ngày tôi càng yêu dì hơn. Tới nỗi tôi chỉ dành tình cảm đó cho riêng dì B nhưng mà chẳng thèm quan tâm có bạn gái cùng lứa. Tôi cao ráo, đẹp trai, do cũng thường xuyên thể thao nên thân hình khá rắn chắc. Cũng có nhiều người bạn cùng lứa thích tôi và muốn quen tôi nhưng tôi đã dành tình cảm cho dì B quá lớn nên tôi luôn từ chối.
Dì B hay phụ giúp ông bà ngoài xưởng cafe nên nhà chỉ còn mình tôi. Mỗi lúc nhà vắng người tôi hay lẻn vào phòng dì B để tìm quần áo cũ nhưng mà dì B thay ra để ngửi, lần nào may mắn thì tìm được áo lót, quần lót mới thay ra. Khỏi phải nói là tôi như bị nghiện cái mùi đó của dì B. Cái mùi thơm của áo ngực, mùi khẳng khẳng của đáy quần lót dì B khiến tôi mỗi lần ngửi đều phải thẩm du mới chịu nổi.
Các bạn nghĩ tôi biến thái quá đúng ko? Nhưng đó là tình yêu và sự thèm muốn. Ngày ngày cứ thế trôi qua hạnh phúc với cuộc sống đó. Cho tới năm tôi 18 cái tuổi đẹp nhất, cái tuổi sẵn sàng bước vào đời thì gia đình tôi gặp biến cố lớn. Ông tôi trở bệnh nặng, chắc do lớn tuổi và 1 phần suy sụp vì công việc kinh doanh đi xuống. Từ đó công việc ở xưởng cafe do 1 tay dì B gánh vác và kiêm luôn việc chăm sóc ông.
Do năm cuối cấp nên tôi ko thể giúp gì nhiều được nhưng mà chỉ tập trung thi để vào đại học. Tôi học cũng cũng tương đối tốt nên sẽ quyết định thi vào đại học công nghệ thông tin. Do gánh vác công việc nhiều nên dì B tiều tuỵ nhiều, gương mặt hốc hác, mỏi mệt. Tôi thương lắm, việc tôi có thể làm là hằng ngày nấu cơm với thật nhiều món ngon tẩm bổ để bồi bổ dì B.
Từ ngày ông bệnh, tiền thuốc thang cho ông ngày càng nhiều. Tôi và dì B quyết tâm từng ngày chăm sóc ông, nhưng cuối cùng ông cũng ko qua khỏi. Khoảng thời kì đó có nhẽ là khó khăn nhất trong cuộc đời tôi và dì B. Trước lúc ông mất ông có trăn trối lại là phải quyết tâm trả hết nợ do làm ăn thua lỗ và đã mượn của người khác lúc trả tiền rước dì B tôi về. Thế là dì B tôi buộc phải bán xưởng café để trả nợ, phần còn lại sẽ để dành cho tôi ăn học, và mở 1 shop quần áo để nuôi 2 dì cháu. Thời kì trôi qua, vết thương rồi cũng lành, tôi cũng đã tốt nghiệp 12 và sẵn sàng thi vào ĐH nhưng mà tôi mong muốn.
Một hôm dì kêu tôi ngồi lại bàn chuyện quan trọng. Đại ý là nếu tôi đậu ĐH thì sẽ cùng tôi chuyển lên thị thành và bán luôn căn nhà ở quê và sẽ chuyển hẳn lên thị thành sinh sống. 1 phần ở quê giờ ko bán quần áo được, 1 phần là muốn chăm sóc tôi. Nghe tới đó tôi mừng lắm nhưng quyết tâm giấu xúc cảm. Từ hôm đó tôi có động lực nhiều hơn nữa, tôi học bất chấp. Kết quả tôi cũng đạt được ước muốn.
Chuyển lên thị thành dì tôi sắm 1 Căn nhà 2 tầng cũng khá rộng rãi. Tầng dưới sẽ mở shop thời trang. Tầng trên có 2 phòng cho tôi và dì B. Tôi thì hằng ngày đi học, dì thì ở shop bán. Thời kì qua có nhiều thứ thay đổi. Nhưng có những thứ ko bao giờ thay đổi là tình yêu của tôi dành cho dì B và thói quen ngửi trộm quần áo lót dì B.
Tôi đã sống với tình yêu thầm kín đó, nó day dứt khó chịu lắm. Cây kim trong bọc thì cũng có ngày lòi ra. Hôm đó sau giờ học tôi trở về nhà thì thấy dì B đang bán hàng, vô tình dì cúi xuống soạn đồ cho khách thì tôi vừa bước vào. Dì B mặc áo cổ rộng nên lúc cúi xuống hiện rõ đôi gò bồng đảo sau lớp áo ngực. Mặc dù chút ít tương tự nhưng nó làm tôi phấn khích vô cùng. Tôi giả vờ về phòng mình và lẻn qua phòng dì B lục quần áo lót cũ để thủ dâm và nghĩ tới dì B. Tôi được toại nguyện, lúc có 1 bộ chắc dì vừa thay lúc sáng. Tôi đưa lên mũi ngửi và sóc dương vật, vừa sóc tôi vừa nghĩ tới dì B.
– Dì B ơi bú cu con đi… A… con sướng quá B ơi…
Đang hành lạc bỗng cửa phòng mở, thế là chuyện gì tới cũng tới. Tôi hốt hoảng ra mặt, còn dì B thì đứng như trời trồng. Tôi vội kéo khóa quần và chạy ra khỏi nhà. Cũng may là tôi có thói quen lúc nào cũng mang điện thoại và bóp tiền bên mình. Tôi cứ đi mãi lòng vòng thị thành. Trong đầu tưởng tượng viễn cảnh kinh khủng nhưng mà tôi sắp phải đương đầu lúc về nhà. Tôi muốn gọi nói tiếng xin lỗi nhưng ko dám. Tôi ngồi ngoài công viên tới tối. Trời lại khởi đầu mưa. Tôi vội kiếm mái hiên và ngồi như con chuột chết tiệt. 1 lúc sau có tin nhắn tới:
– Dì B: Con đi đâu về nhà đi, trời mưa lớn, đi B lo cho con lắm. Con về nhà đi, dì B ko mắng con đâu.
Tôi đọc xong nhưng ko trả lời. Điện thoại reo liên tục. Dì B cứ gọi mãi, tôi cứ bấm bận. 1 lúc ko thấy gọi nữa. Rồi tôi thiếp đi bên mái hiên lạnh lẽo. Giật thột dậy thì đã 22h rồi. Đói bụng, tôi ghé 1 quán mì gõ và sì sụp với cái bụng đói meo. Bỗng tôi thấy 1 dáng hình quen quen trên chiếc xe quá đỗi quen mắt. Đó là dì B tôi, dì vẫn còn mặc áo che mưa, có nhẽ chạy tìm tôi từ chiều. Tôi thương lắm. Tôi lấy điện thoại ra và gọi dì B.
– Tôi: Dì B về đi, đừng tìm con nữa. Chút con sẽ về nhưng mà.
– Dì B: Con đang ở đâu, B chạy lại đón về. Đừng trốn tránh nữa.
– Tôi: Con hứa về thì sẽ về.
– Nói xong tôi tắt điện thoại và đi bộ về nhà. Trong đầu cứ suy nghĩ sẽ đối diện dì B như thế nào.
23h hơn tôi về tới nhà. Tôi thấy dì B vẫn đợi tôi. Mắt tôi ứa lệ. Tôi bước vào nhà cúi gằm mặt. Dì thấy tôi thì mừng lắm. Vừa khóc vừa nói.
– Con đi đâu từ trưa giờ, ko liên lạc được, có biết dì B lo lắm ko hả.
– Con xin lỗi nhưng…
Nói tới đó tôi ko còn biết nói gì nữa nhưng mà chỉ nín thinh. Rồi dì kêu tôi lên ăn cơm. Vẫn cơm canh vẫn còn nóng, có nhẽ dì B mới hâm cho tôi. Ăn xong tôi lặng lẽ về phòng tắm và đi ngủ. Để lại đằng sau tiếng thờ dài của dì B.
Sáng hôm sau tôi lại đi học phổ biến. Trưa về thì dì B bảo tôi tối nay chở dì đi công việc. 7h tối tôi ăn diện 1 bộ đồ thật sang(mỗi lần đi với người đẹp thì tôi cứ phải diện thật đẹp, cứ như đi với người yêu vậy). Dì kêu tôi chở tới cafe Queen. Tôi cứ nghĩ dì hứa đối tác sắm bán. Ko ngờ cafe tối nay chỉ có tôi và dì B.
Dì B bất thần hỏi tôi:
– Lúc nào dắt bạn gái về ra mắt dì B đây.
– Bạn gái đâu nhưng mà dắt.
– Đẹp trai, cao ráo vậy nhưng mà ko có sao.
– Ko muốn có và sẽ ko có.
– Vì sao?
Lúc nghe vì sao. Tôi trả lời luôn:
– Vì con đã yêu dì B, yêu từ lúc còn là 1 thằng nhóc. Cho tới hiện giờ con ko để y người nào được nữa.
Dì hơi shock nhưng quyết tâm trấn tĩnh.
– Nhưng dì là dì của con, làm sao có thể được. Điều đó là sai trái, lúc nào con quen bạn gái thì con sẽ biết dì cũng như bao người con gái khác. Huống chi dì B năm nay đã 33 tuổi, ko còn trẻ nữa. Có bao cô gái trẻ hơn dì, đẹp hơn. Con hãy mơ lòng đi. Đừng tiếp tục suy nghĩ sai trái nữa.
– Con sẽ quyết tâm.
Mặc dù nói vậy chứ tôi thừa biết lòng tôi như thế nào nhưng mà. Chúng tôi nói chuyện cũng khá lâu, chủ yếu là dì B muốn khuyên tôi. Tôi và dì B chạy về nhưng mà ko người nào nói người nào câu nào. Chiếc xe 50 cc lúc trước tôi chạy giờ đã thay bằng chiếc air blade. Và dì B ngồi sau giờ đã giữ khoảng cách nên đưa tay chịu lưng tôi vì thế tôi ko cảm thu được vú dì B cọ lưng nữa.
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