Horrified

Chapter 54

I was still 'helping' Mira in her room, doing nothing while she checked something on her laptop, when Sara came in, surprised to see me in her room.

"What are you guys doing?" Sara asked.

"Moving bed and stuff." I sarcastically replied, to which Mira gave me a stink eye. She then looked at Sara and replied, "Ross is here."

As if that was enough of an explanation, Sara nodded and said, "I see."

Twins, huh?

"Anyway," She turned to me and said, "Tyler, I need to talk to you. You got a minute?"

"Sure," I replied and followed her. As I did, I was sure I could see Mira's gaze digging into the back of my head, but I was sure it was just my imagination. I mean, there was no way she could have heard us last night, right? Cause if she had, I wouldn't be in her room getting only a stink eye from her.

We arrived in Sara's room, and Sara was about to speak when I stopped her by raising my hand and imitating a stop sign. Once I had her attention, I said, "Look, I thought about what you said, and the whole point of us doing... stuff was so we wouldn't be awkward around each other, and we've only managed to do that so far."

When I mentioned 'stuff', she blushed a little, but when I mentioned how things had become even more awkward between us, she seemed a little guilty. Still, I continued and said, "With that in mind, I don't want things to be difficult between us because of some silly desire of mine. If you want, I'm more than happy to be... physical."

Blame me, I didn't know how else to put it.

"Just so as long as you and I get to be us," I added, saying my last bit.

She nodded after she had heard everything I had to say after a while and said, "Well, I had something along the same lines to say, but since that's how it's come to, then I guess that's how it is."

Call me paranoid, but I could swear I saw her a little disappointed. I was about to mention that by asking what she had wanted to say when the door knocked, and Mira asked, "You guys done?"

"Yeah." Sara replied before I could, stepping forward and kissing me slightly on my lips, just a peck, not even enough to savor it properly, and said, "And I'll see you at lunch."

Her usual mischievousness was back, and I smiled at that. As much as I wanted to do something in return as well, I figured we were just starting, and taking things too far wouldn't be wise at all.

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I raised my head to look at Sara, and she raised her head to look at mine. If we were talking awkward, then this was worse than us having sex.

My inquisitive gaze only made her roll her eyes. I mean, I get that you're not interested in a guy, but how could you make innocents take the role of bad guys?

So, I guess an explanation was required. When Mira came to get me, she called Sara as well, and when we arrived in her room, the person who followed us in shortly after was none other than Ross, whose expression immediately turned downcast when Mira explained why we were there.

Their presentation was about a restaurant, and they had to prepare an assignment and a few design boards. We, as in me and Sara, were given the task of making the boards while Ross and Mira worked on their assignment and presentations.

In short, to Ross, at the moment, we were the greatest villains of his love life, and I wouldn't blame him if he hated me for the rest of his life.

Luckily, we were done in three hours, and it only took three hours to paint some boards because Mira didn't like any of what we drew for her.

She managed to find some fault in our designs, keeping us there for an extended period of time.

By the time we were done, they were done, and the expression on Ross's face was devastatingly down.

After that, lunch came, and we ate like there was nothing going on at all. Sasha's instructor had come and gone, so she was in her tennis outfit, but the rest were yet to suit up. While we had lunch, Ross tried to strike up a conversation with Mira many times, but she remained unresponsive or involved the rest of us, mainly Sara and me.

Lunch ended, and Tom decided to watch some basketball on the TV in the basement, while Ross was invited to join him. Ross had no choice but to agree, so he agreed, but when he asked me, I was about to reply when Aunt Elise asked me to join them in Tennis if I wanted to.

As much as I would have loved to watch them all in tennis outfits, jumping and playing with balls- sorry, ball. I was a little too worried about my lust as well. It was already at orange even when I released a good bit of it in the morning.

The problem lay in my Aunt's fragrance. The pink hue emitting from her was becoming denser and heavier, becoming more and more intoxicating. Since that was the case, I'd much rather not stay anywhere near her, much less witness a stimulating scene of her jumping around in a tennis outfit.

"I think I'm gonna stick with basketball. I'm not good at tennis." I replied.

After lunch, we got up to leave for our respective destinations. Aunt Elise and the girls were ahead of me, and I couldn't help but imagine them in tennis outfits, making me harder and harder.

Tom, the guy whose eldest daughter I had fucked last night, her youngest daughters had given me every non penetrable action, and stolen his wife's underwear while nutted in one of them, losing them at that, asked, "Hope you like basketball."

Yeah, being in that basement wasn't going to be any less awkward.

And I was right, just three minutes into the game, and I was already feeling quippy. I wanted to be out of that room and go get myself some eye candy because even with Rox's training, I couldn't look at Tom without laughing at him given all the shit I had done to his family and he was just sitting there, enjoying basketball.

Not being able to control myself, I stood up and offered, "Anyone for beers?"

Beers were available in the basement, so we drank about three to four of each. I didn't feel anything at all, but I did feel a little comfort. I guess it was all about alcohol and not about getting wasted. Mental pleasure, one could say. Everything was going well until a commercial for an underwear company came on, and I don't have to tell you guys what the woman in the commercial was wearing.

"Now that's a beauty." Tom remarked before he turned to Ross and asked, "How about you, Ross? Any interesting lady in your life?"

"Umm..." Ross hesitantly replied, "Not at the moment, no, Sir."

"Ahhh..." Tom sighed and said, "You gotta up your game, boy. Otherwise, you'll be left behind."

He sure would be.

"What about you, Tyler? How's your romance life?" He asked me next to which I simply replied, "I do alright."

"Attaboy. Get what you can out of as many women as you can. After that would be the married life, and there'd be only one woman, and then there'd be kids. Don't get me wrong, your aunt's plenty amazing, and this last week, she's been bothering me about stuff a lot. I don't know what'd gotten into her all of a sudden, but I'm too busy to take care of her, unfortunately."

"..." I didn't know how to reply to that.

"Haha!" Tom laughed and said, "You probably don't want me talking about your aunt like that, do you?"

From him, no. But generally speaking, hearing about my aunt's sex drive did drive me mad a little.

Mad with lust.

I immediately left the basketball match for a bathroom break.

However, I never went to the bathroom. I went straight to their room after sensing no one in the house and still hearing the girls outside. I arrived in her room, and the strong scent of her fragrance assaulted me once again. Other than herself, this was where it was the thickest.

I went straight to the hamper only to find nothing in the hamper. There was no dirty pair, which meant either she had already taken care of it, or she was worried about another one going missing, or the one I hoped was true most of all was her going commando.

Just the thought was enough to turn me on. I was disappointed about not getting a pair of her panties, but what could I do about it anyway?

With a heavy heart, I left the room and came back down and was making my way to the basement when I heard the girls come in.

I excused myself, saying the guys were waiting for me downstairs while I was really trying very hard not to ogle them in their tennis outfits.

"Well, then, Tyler, you go catch your game." Aunt Elise said before she turned to the girls, "Come on, girls. Let's get showered up."

The girls nodded, and they all made their way to the stairs while Aunt Elise took the other short stairs leading up to the master bedroom.

Just as Aunt Elise stepped on the first step, my gaze was still on her when she turned to look at me from the corner of her eye. I was about to look away when she raised her skirt, and what I saw next left me horrified instead of making me excited.

Why?

Well, stay tuned for that.