It was evening. Aunt Maria had finished her household chores, and Robert returned home after his gym session, his body covered in sweat. He found Maria sitting on a chair, looking exhausted.
"Wife, have you completed your work?" he asked playfully.
"Yes, but my husband just went to the gym and came back," she replied, teasing him. "What's next?" Robert asked.
"My hands are hurting from all that work since early morning," Maria said, lifting her aching hands.
As soon as he heard this, Robert went over to her and began massaging her shoulders gently. While doing so, he couldn't help but imagine kissing those shoulders, licking her hands, and having sex with her in a doggy style position, imagining her moans as she called out his name. The thought alone was enough to make him hard.
Robert playfully raised both of her hands and kissed them. "Has the pain gone, my wife?" he asked softly.
"No, the pain has only gotten worse now," Maria replied, giving him a faint smile.
Without saying a word, Robert lifted her into his arms, carrying her toward the bed. "What are you doing?" Maria asked in surprise.
Robert remained silent, setting her down on the bed and holding her hands upward. "How about a kiss to the lips to cure the pain?" he suggested, his voice husky.
"No, stop it, Robert," Maria said firmly. "This isn't funny."
But Robert couldn't control himself anymore. He leaned in, pressing his lips against hers in a passionate, forceful kiss. Maria struggled, pushing him away and finally slapping him across the face.
"Stop it, Robert! What you're doing is wrong you can't act this way with your own aunt!" she scolded.
But Robert didn't back down. "I'm not a kid anymore. I'm a man now, and I can't suppress these feelings," he said, his voice trembling with desire. "We're both virgins. Aren't you curious about sex? Do you really want to stay a virgin all your life?"
"I will make you my wife, aunty. I love you, and I want to marry you, I don't want anyone other than myself to have you" he declared.
Hearing this, Maria's eyes widened in shock. She slapped him again. "Don't ever speak to me like that! What you're doing is wrong!"
Angrily, Robert stormed away from the room.
That night, neither of them spoke during dinner, and as darkness fell, Robert slept in the hall, far from Maria's side. The silence between them grew heavier with every passing moment.