This is a work of fiction and all the characters are fictional and bear no resemblance to any real person.
●●Epilogue●●
Have you ever wanted to destroy a person's life, so completely and whole that they can never recover from the damage you caused? I have. For me that person was my aunt. I did not hate her or anything, in fact she was one of the kindest people I knew. She would always take care of me whenever I visited her. She was humble and chirpy. But for some reason that innocence and kindness bothered me to such a degree that I wanted to utterly break her soul in half.
My aunt was in her late thirties and had a single daughter. She did not want any more kids. She had a quiet married life and I was quite sure that her sex life was completely dry.
My aunt: Maya, was not too pretty to look at. She had a glossy chocolate toned skin and had plain features. She was surprisingly thin too, something she was very proud of. In my family most women remained fat after their respective pregnancies but not Aunty Maya. She had thin arms that resembled the bark of a tree. She had a cute little butt and small breasts. She wasn't curvy at all. What did make her slightly attractive were her big almond shaped dark brown eyes. She dressed conservatively but occasionally liked to show some skin during special gatherings. She tried very hard to be the "cool aunt" and it somewhat worked in her favour.
All this was about to come crashing down. Her marriage, her relationship with her family, her moral character; I was about to destroy everything she had. Why? Because I wanted to and there was nothing she could do to change that. I got absolute and complete control over her life and even though she wanted nothing to do with it, it happened.
●●He's a Romantic●●
It all began two years ago when I first started to make advances towards her. She tried to brush them off but what she did not know was that I was dead serious about her. All my life I've taken what I wanted and now I wanted her.
One day when I was by her house when uncle was not home. She was alone with her daughter. I knocked on the door.
"Rohan?" She answered with a confused expression. Her hair was tied in a neat ponytail and she was wearing her prescribed glasses. She perfectly resembled a librarian with those things on.
"Yes aunty, sorry to disturb you. I was just in the neighbourhood and thought about coming by for a few minutes."
"Sure. Come in." My god she is so sweet. If only she knew of my intentions then. I went inside and followed behind her to the main dining area. She was wearing a maroon kurti which stuck to her slender frame like a bodysuit. It wasn't her fault that it accentuated her slim waist. It was so hot and humid that it was bound to happen.
While I was behind her I admired her little butt. It wasn't big or anything but it swung to and fro like a pendulum and that turned me on instantly. I wanted to take her right then but I controlled myself. 'Think of the long term', I said to myself.
"Have you had any lunch by now?" She inquired. Her face was sweaty and it glowed because of it. There's just something about a woman when she glows. It is hard to explain. If we were alive back in the old days I would already be on top of her by now.
"No, not yet." I answered.
"Oh Rohan, that's so irresponsible. You shouldn't mess with your body like that. Don't you know you can get weak?"
"Uh..I'm sorry, I know. I should've eaten something." I nearly blanked looking at her. It took a lot in me to stop me from pulling her close to me and kissing her.
"Sit down then. I'll serve you some food."
I waited for the next few moments while she walked into the kitchen. All the while I sat there my mind only thought of her and of us being naked on the bed. Our bodies are sweating as I penetrate deep inside her. 'What does it sound like when she moans', I asked myself.
"I only have rice and chicken curry. Is that okay?"
"Yeah aunty, I like chicken."
After I helped her lay out the cutlery she bent over to serve me food from across the table. From where I was I had the perfect little view to see what was inside her clothes. She didn't have a lot to begin with but what was quite surprising was that she had no bra on. I could see the shape of her dainty little breasts and could even see a little bit of her brown nipples. I turned my gaze away before she could notice me.
"Tell me if you want more."
"That's quite okay aunty." I said using my hand gestures.
We made small talk as I ate my food. 'God this is good', I said to myself. I would be so lucky if I was her man. She can cook, she is kind and that body of hers would drive me crazy all day. It's a good thing she wasn't my wife. I wouldn't let her leave my bed otherwise.
I stayed for a little while longer talking to her about her day and this is when I found my way in. She loved to vent. And because I was her favourite person to talk to she would vent to me often.
"You heard about your uncle?"
"Now what happened?" I answered with a question of my own.
"He took that new job without consulting me even once. It's like I don't matter at all to him. He constantly takes me for granted. He ignores me when I try to express myself and is always busy on his phone."
"Hmm."
"The other day I tried to do something nice for him. I cooked him a great meal, set the table up for a romantic evening and he didn't even come back home. I had to eat by myself."
"That's too bad aunty. I agree."
"Don't say this in front of anyone but your uncle is probably cheating on me too?"
"What? Why would you say..."
"I never saw a letter of promotion in our house. He just came one day and said he got a promotion and would have to spend a considerable time away. Also for some reason he has started to spend a lot of money on these trips. But what do I know, I'm just a housewife."
"I think he can't leave his work. Especially after his promotion."
"That stupid promotion of his...."
I got lost soon enough. She was sitting right beside me on the sofa. Her head resting on her hands as she lay back. That slender hand of hers. I wanted to grab them and pull her close to me. I wanted us to take a moment before we started kissing. Her heavy breath as she wonders what is going to happen next.
"Rohan? Rohan?" I snapped right back.
"Yes aunty you're right."
"No, I wanted to ask whether you'd like some desert?"
'Your body is the only desert I want', I said to myself. At that moment, I wanted her badly. I couldn't understand why I was infatuated by an ordinary housewife in her late thirties. She wasn't even that pretty. I could easily get girls way hotter than her and yet she was the one that commanded my absolute attention. It was so hard to process.
"Yeah that would be fine aunty." I said. She smiled and got up to get me some pastry. I stared as she walked out of the room once again. That dainty little ass twerking from side to side.
We then continued to talk for a few more minutes when she asked me to come with her to her daughter's school.
"Rohan, please do me a favour. Could you come with me to my daughter's school? She has just joined and every parent comes with their partner and it just feels weird that I'm the only woman who goes alone?"
"Sure aunty, why not!"
We then walked to her school because it wasn't that far. But the humidity was killing me. It was a good thing she was with me. I would occasionally peek at her from time to time. It was a busy day too and the constant street noise bugged me. I know it bothered her too whether she showed that or not.
A car suddenly whizzed right by us. She freaked out and grabbed my arm in fear. It was natural. I was taller than her and you did not need to do a lot to scare her. But I would like to admit: I liked it when she hugged me in fear. She had no bra on and I could feel her nipples on my arms.
