The story is just a depiction based on fantasy. Neither the characters, nor their names correspond to real life people.
Characters:
Alex : 23
Chris : 20
Cassie : 19
Brittany : 25
Betty : 40
Sam : 45
And as a sidenote, I'm not a professional writer, so i just write casually.
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I look around the neighborhood as I ring the door bell and stand there waiting for my aunt or uncle to open the door. A few seconds later, the door opens, "Hey Alex! Come on in" I look at door quickly hearing my aunt Betty's voice and smile at her.
She hasn't changed much from the last time I saw her when I was 10yo and it's been 12 years since then. Even though she is my mom's younger sister, for some reason none of our family invites Betty and her family to any occasions. Now that I finished my bachelor's degree, I got a chance to study my masters in an University which is in same city as aunt Betty's, but still my mom and dad advised not to stay at her house for more than a week and go to college dorm once I get it. I couldn't care about these things before, but now that I am supposed to live with them until my college allots dorm, I was quite curious as of why they live separately from the rest of the family.
She is wearing a pink tank top and a white leggings and stepped forward hugging me softly and gesturing to come inside. As I remembered, my mom and she have 2 years of difference which makes her 42, but she looks energetic and young for her age, soft skin without wrinkles and fit body too. I smiled and stepped inside house looking around inside and keep my luggage bags beside the couch and take a seat a bit nervously. She sits beside me and starts asking casually about the wellbeing of my family and her husband, Sam walks into the living room in his t-shirt and a boxer.
"Oh hey Alex, Betty told us that you'd be coming and staying with us! How was the journey? And what about the university stuff?" he asks sitting across the couch and I quickly get a feel that they're so friendly and so welcoming. I continue talking with them about casual stuff as it's been 12 years and he looks at the clock as it's already 9 PM.
"Fresh up and I'll serve the dinner meanwhile!" Betty says with a smile getting up from the couch and walking towards the kitchen while Uncle Sam shows the washroom.
It's a large house obviously as I remember that they have 3 kids as well and as I walk from living room, there are rooms on either side of the pathway and the bathroom is at the end of the pathway. A few minutes later I walk towards the dining table to join them for dinner and I see my so called cousins sitting on table as well. I do remember that their son is 1-2 years younger than me and their first daughter is 2-3 years older to me and their second daughter is 3 years younger than me which makes her 19-20 as I am 23. I sit at the one end of hexagonal table while Chris, their son sits opposite to me and to my left, Cassie, my younger cousin and her elder sister Britney sit and to my right, my uncle and aunt sit. Both the girls are using phones and look a bit hesitant, maybe because of my presence as I am not much of a socially outgoing person and especially with relatives.
"Mom why can't we do that today? We do it usually daily anyway" Britney complains whining as soon as we start eating. I looked at her suddenly as I don't get what she means by IT as I don't know their usual routine nor the fact that they should stop it because of my presence.
"So what do you usually do while having dinner?" I ask her softly in a friendly way.
"Fuck" she says simply with a frown and I felt like she doesn't want to talk about it at the moment so I shrugged off and continued eating.
"Honey, you know the rules!" Betty says shrugging off simply instead of saying it in a controlling way which most of the parents usually do.
"Ugh fine!" Britney replies and continues to eat pasta from her plate.
"Don't mind her, she just doesn't like getting off of her routine!" Sam says smiling looking at me.
I can suddenly feel someone's feet touching my legs and I looked down quickly and noticed it's Cassie's and assumed she might have done it by mistake as she is busy with her phone.
"How far is your university from here?" Chris asks me and I start talking to him casually.
I still can feel her leg caressing mine and as I observe her foot is rested on her father's chair, right between his thighs almost touching his crotch. I find it weird instantly but just tried my best to assume that she's just resting them there as neither her, nor he is minding it anyway. We finish dinner and I walk towards my bags so that I can unpack them in my room.
"Honey, show Alex his room" Sam says looking at Britney while he leaves to his room and Betty is in kitchen and so is Chris. I walk towards my room and settle the luggage while Britney sits on my bed and leans back using her phone and looks up at me.
"You look like a teenager with autism, how come you're 23 and finished graduation?" she asks directly gesturing me to sit beside her on bed.
"Eh what do you mean?" I chuckle softly sitting beside her. "Is it because of my beardless face?" I ask.
She quickly leans towards me and caresses my cheeks with her palms bringing her face closer to mine, I freeze for a moment, feeling her up-close and her breaths fill my face for a while. "Eh not really, your whole behavior and personality gives me that idea" she says shrugging off leaning back.
"Uhm, ok?" I say recovering and not knowing what to reply.
"Ugh, you never had a girlfriend?" she asks taking her phone back. She is wearing a blue loose t-shirt and pink shorts flaunting her thighs.
"I had one, but we broke up a few months back. What about you though?" I ask her as she seemed to be open to talk about those things even though we're siblings.
"Not really, I'm not the COMMITTED RELATIONSHIP type of girl" she says with a smirk.
I quite like her confidence while talking even though we never really talked so far and I'm almost a stranger to her. I couldn't take my looks off of her firm breasts from her loose t-shirt from top view. She doesn't even wear a bra and I can take a peek of her round breasts and it's giving me moral dilemma and a hard-on at same time. I blink my eyes and look around feeling nervous and she just continues to scroll though her Instagram.