Rela's eyes widened, a wave of confusion washing over her face. "What are you two talking about? Young master knows we like him? And you, Jena, you like him too? Since when?"
Luna, still flustered, turned to Rela. "Jena just told me! She said he kissed her and called her beautiful and sexy. And he apparently knows about... about my feelings too!" Luna wrung her hands, her voice a mix of shock and disbelief.
Jena, her smile unwavering, walked over to Rela. "It's true, Rela. He's been acting like he didn't notice, but he knows. And yes, I've come to realize I like him too. He's so charming, and... well, you saw how he acted. He's definitely interested." Jena's gaze drifted towards the door, a speculative glint in her eyes. "He even called me his 'sexy aunt'!"
Rela stared between them, her mind reeling. The idea that the young master, who had always seemed so innocent, was aware of their hidden desires, and even reciprocated them, was almost too much to process.
"But... but how? How could he know?" Rela stammered, her voice barely a whisper.
Jena shrugged, a playful glint in her eyes. "Who knows? Maybe he's not as oblivious as we thought. Or maybe... maybe we weren't as subtle as we believed." She chuckled softly, a newfound confidence radiating from her. "But one thing's for sure: this is going to be very interesting."
Luna, however, was still struggling to catch up. "But what does this mean for us? For me? Does he... does he really like me back?" Her voice was laced with a desperate hope.
Jena patted Luna's arm. "Of course he does, Luna. Why else would he be so bold? He's a man, and we're attractive women. It's only natural." She paused, a thoughtful expression replacing her playful one. "But this also means we have to be careful. We can't let our excitement get the better of us. We need to be subtle, yet clear. We need to make him want us even more."
Rela, though still processing the initial shock, felt a thrill run through her. The young master, her innocent young master, was not so innocent after all. And he was interested in them. A slow smile began to spread across her face. "So, what's the plan, then?" she asked, a newfound determination in her voice.
Jena's smile widened, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "The plan, my dear Rela, is to make him fall completely for us. To show him just how much fun he can have with his 'beautiful and sexy' aunts." She turned to Luna, a knowing look passing between them. "And it starts with making him realize just how much he's missing when he's at school."
Jena's eyes gleamed with a mischievous glint. "First," she began, a conspiratorial whisper in her voice, "we need to make sure he's constantly aware of us, even when we're not directly in his line of sight. We'll subtly remind him of our presence, and of what he might be missing."
Luna, still a little hesitant but clearly intrigued, nodded slowly. Rela, however, was fully on board, her earlier shock replaced by an eager anticipation. "How do we do that?" she pressed, leaning closer.
"It's all about the senses, my dears," Jena purred. "Scent, sight, even touch, when the moment is right. For instance, Luna, when he comes home, make sure the house carries the faintest hint of your perfume. Not overpowering, mind you, just enough to linger. And Rela, you're excellent at baking, aren't you? The smell of fresh pastries wafting through the house when he's around... irresistible."
Luna's eyes widened. "My perfume? But... he's never mentioned it before."
"Exactly!" Jena clapped her hands together softly. "It's about making him notice. And speaking of notice, Rela, that little dress you wore yesterday? The one that showed off your legs so nicely? Wear it again, but perhaps with a slightly higher hem. And Luna, your maid uniform, while lovely, can be... adjusted. A button undone here, a slightly more revealing neckline there, just enough to catch his eye without being overt."
Rela giggled, a blush creeping up her neck. "My legs? And you, Jena, that sheer top you had on this morning... I saw you almost tripping down the stairs. Was that part of your plan?"
Jena winked. "Perhaps. A little vulnerability, a little accidental flash... it makes them think things, doesn't it? And speaking of, my dear Rela, those little 'accidents' you had with him yesterday... Keep them coming. The innocent brush of hands, a 'stumble' that brings your body close to his. He clearly enjoyed it."
Luna, though still looking a bit flustered, was beginning to understand. "So, we're creating an atmosphere. Making ourselves... more present, more appealing, without directly pursuing him?"
"Precisely!" Jena confirmed. "We want him to think he's the one doing the pursuing, that these thoughts and desires are all his own. We just... facilitate them. And when he's at school, we'll make sure he misses us. Perhaps a discreet text message from one of us, a 'thinking of you' or a 'hope your day is going well,' just to keep us in his mind. And when he comes home, we'll be here, ready to greet him, looking our absolute best."
Rela hummed thoughtfully. "And what about personal space? He's quite touchy, isn't he? We shouldn't pull away, should we?"
"Never!" Jena declared. "Embrace it. Lean into it. Let him feel the warmth of our skin, the softness of our curves. The more he touches, the more he craves. And when he looks at us, we meet his gaze with a knowing smile, a hint of invitation in our eyes. We are his aunts, yes, but we are also women, and we are desirable. He needs to fully realize that."
Luna, finally shedding her reservations, gave a determined nod. "Alright. I understand. We'll make him see us in a whole new light."
Jena's smile was predatory. "Oh, he'll see us, my dear. He'll see us, and he'll want us. And that, my sweet aunts, is when the real fun begins."
The three women exchanged a look, a silent understanding passing between them. The game was on.
The next morning, the villa hummed with a new energy. I woke up feeling oddly refreshed, unaware of the silent conspiracy brewing downstairs. As I made my way down for breakfast, the subtle changes were already at play.
A faint, sweet scent—like jasmine and something else, something warm and inviting—drifted through the air. It wasn't overpowering, just a whisper that teased my senses. Aunt Luna was already in the dining room, setting the table. Today, her maid uniform seemed to fit a little differently. The top button was undone, revealing a sliver more of her cleavage than usual, and the fabric seemed to cling to her curves in a new way. She looked up, her smile soft and a little shy.
"Good morning, young master," she said, her voice a little breathier than usual.
"Good morning, Aunt Luna," I replied, a fleeting glance lingering on the slight alteration in her attire. 'Maybe it's just my imagination,' I thought, dismissing it.
Just then, Aunt Rela entered from the kitchen, carrying a tray of freshly baked muffins. The aroma that wafted from them was heavenly, a mix of cinnamon and sweet berries. She was wearing a light summer dress, a vibrant blue that brought out the color in her eyes, and it certainly seemed a little shorter than her usual attire, showcasing more of her toned legs.
"Good morning, young master! I hope you're hungry," she chirped, her eyes sparkling. As she placed the muffins on the table, her hand brushed mine, a lingering touch that felt almost accidental.
"Good morning, Aunt Rela. Those smell amazing," I said, a slight blush rising on my cheeks from the contact.
Aunt Jena was the last to arrive, descending the stairs with an air of confident allure. Today, she wore a silky dressing gown that seemed to glide over her body, hinting at the curves beneath. As she reached the bottom of the stairs, she seemed to stumble ever so slightly, her hand reaching out to steady herself against the banister. The movement caused the gown to part for a moment, revealing a flash of inner thigh. She recovered quickly, a graceful laugh escaping her lips.
"Oh, clumsy me!" she exclaimed, a playful glint in her eyes as she met my gaze. "Good morning, young master. You're looking particularly handsome today." She then settled into her usual seat next to me, a little closer than before, her arm brushing mine.
The three aunts were a symphony of subtle allure. Each glance, each touch, each scent seemed designed to draw my attention, to make me acutely aware of their presence. As I ate my breakfast, trying to maintain my composure, I couldn't help but feel a strange mix of excitement and unease.
'They're definitely up to something,' I thought, a sly grin forming on my face. 'But what exactly?'
I finished my breakfast, still acutely aware of the subtle shifts around me. The lingering scent of Luna's perfume, the tantalizing glimpse of Rela's legs, and Jena's playful "clumsiness"—it was all too deliberate to be accidental. A smirk played on my lips as I considered their thinly veiled attempts. They thought they were being subtle, but I'd noticed everything. And frankly, I was enjoying the game.
"Aunt Luna, this breakfast was excellent as always," I said, pushing my plate forward. "And Aunt Rela, these muffins are truly delicious." I made sure to meet each of their gazes, a knowing look in my eyes. When I turned to Aunt Jena, I offered a wider smile. "And Aunt Jena, you look particularly... radiant this morning. Perhaps the walk down the stairs woke you up."
Jena's eyes widened slightly, a faint blush dusting her cheeks before she quickly recovered, her smile turning sly. Luna and Rela exchanged quick glances, a flicker of surprise and then satisfaction in their expressions.
"Thank you, young master," Luna murmured, a little flustered.
"I'm glad you enjoyed them," Rela added, her fingers lightly tracing the rim of her teacup.
"Why, thank you, young master," Jena purred, leaning slightly closer. "It seems your compliments are just what I needed this morning."
I chuckled, standing up. "Well, I wouldn't want you to be anything less than radiant." I walked past Luna, letting my hand briefly brush her arm as I passed, then paused by Rela, picking up a stray crumb from her dress with a gentle touch. As I neared the main door, I stopped and turned back to face them.
"I should get going for the academy," I announced. "But I must say, it's always a pleasure to start my day with such charming company." I gave them a final, lingering look, letting my gaze sweep over each of them before winking playfully. "See you later, aunts."
With that, I exited the villa, leaving behind a trio of flustered but undeniably pleased women. As the main door clicked shut behind me, I allowed myself a full, triumphant grin. 'Oh, this is going to be even more fun than I thought,' I mused, heading towards the academy. 'They're trying to ensnare me, but little do they know, I'm more than willing to be caught. And I have a few tricks of my own.'