Chapter 31

Now back to the current situation, it was a moment of raw emotion for Noh Ayla, her feelings of shame and longing spilling over as she choked back tears.

“Evan, this aunty is very shameless, but aunty can’t help it,” she confessed, her voice trembling.

“Your uncle is too busy with work and often doesn’t come home. And even your friend has been talking less and less to me since he entered junior high school. I also want to talk to someone. I’m also a living person and I have my needs, but I can’t just find a man. Ever since you ... fucked me that day, I’ve been missing you. Maybe you don’t believe it, but I really miss that day. The feeling of a big cock inside ... it still lingers in my mind.”

Evan’s eyes widened in surprise.

Noh Ayla’s words hung in the air, her face a mask of vulnerability. He shook his head, trying to deflect the guilt that threatened to consume him.

“Aunty, you really don’t blame me for what happened that day? I really didn’t mean it,” he protested, his voice laced with a mix of innocence and desperation.

As he spoke, Evan’s gaze drifted to Noh Ayla’s face, and he was struck by the complexity of her emotions. He had always assumed that full-time housewives like her mother were content with their lives, but now he saw the cracks in that facade.

Noh Ayla’s troubles were a reminder that even the most seemingly perfect lives were not without their secrets and sorrows.

As he looked at her, Evan felt a pang of guilt and responsibility. He had promised Jennifer that he would be faithful, but the memory of Noh Ayla’s words and the look in her eyes was still etched in his mind.

He felt a flutter in his chest as he gazed at her, and before he knew it, his cock began to stir, responding to the subtle signals of his brain.

Noh Ayla’s eyes sparkled with amusement as she watched Evan’s reaction.

“Of course, aunty won’t be angry,” she said, her voice dripping with sweetness. And with that, she reached out and gently grasped Evan’s penis, her fingers wrapping around it with a tender touch.

Evan’s breath caught in his throat as Noh Ayla’s hand closed around him, her fingers dancing across his skin with a gentle, teasing rhythm. She smiled up at him, her eyes glinting with a knowing light.

“Silly boy, this is its instinctive reaction,” she whispered, her voice husky with desire. “It wants to have some fun when it sees this aunty’s pink pussy. Don’t you want to do it with me, today?” Her words were a gentle tease, a reminder of the passion that had once burned between them.