Aunt Neighbour
Copyright© 2025 by Laxu
Chapter 49
Romance Sex Story: Chapter 49 - Alex has always lived a quiet life with his family in a peaceful neighborhood, his days blending into one another with a predictable rhythm. But when his estranged aunt, Allie, moves back into the neighborhood after their grandfather's passing, his world is turned upside down.
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I shrugged. “Nothing too exciting. “We went to breakfast, you know that, we went to the mall and got her a new number, you know that part, she got some clothes, uh ... I took her to High Park for a while and bought her ice cream and-”
“God save us, you could a V-E Day report sound dull,” mom groused, cutting me off as Alexa bounced back down the stairs. “Allie, did you have fun today? Because he makes it sound as exciting as watching a hamster swimming in a bucket of thorozene.”
Alexa smiled brightly. “We had a good day and he was very accomodating about driving me everywhere and putting up with my zipping around looking at everything. Be nice to him, Karen, it’s not like he was taking some girl on a date, how enthusiastic do you expect him to be?”
Dad laughed and mom sighed, accepting her point. “Alright, I’m sorry, Alex. I am just really hoping to make everything wonderful for Allie and sometimes you have the delivery of Ben Stein.”
“My day was very pleasant and I enjoyed his company, Karen.” Alexa said, walking by me and ruffling my hair as she did so. “So what’s on the agenda for tonight?”
“Well, Michael and I are feeling lazy after a long day’s grading, so we were just going to order in,” mom mentioned. “Should we try that new Moroccan place? They deliver.”
“Mmm, I love Moroccan food,” Alexa said happily. “I’m in.”
We waited for dinner, allowing mom and dad to regale us with tales of some of the worst papers they were grading. Mom could not get over how dumb some university students were, even at a place with a world-standing, like ours had. The food arrived and we laughed and talked while we ate, drinking mint tea to wash everything down. I cleared away dinner and announced my intention to watch some classic games on the Hockey Channel. Alexa told mom she’s bought a swimsuit, so if they wanted to use the hot tub, they could. Mom was delighted and rushed to set up and turn on the jacuzzi while Alexa went up to change.
I sat in the living room, watching a classic game from ‘67 when dad joined me. I got my love of hockey from him and we enjoyed watching games together. We were maybe an hour into the game when dad got a text from mom, insisting that we put on our bathing suits and come join them.
“She wants us out there with them,” I said flatly, looking at him. “How much champagne has she had?”
“Enough that I know better than to say no,” dad sighed, getting up. “And if you have a brain in your head, you’ll learn that women never forget the times you’ve said no. Think about that and I’ll see you out there.”
He lumbered off, leaving me to my own thoughts. It was true, saying ‘no’ to mom was usually not a good idea, but if she was slightly inebriated and genuinely happy, after nearly two decades of missing her sister, then it would be selfish of me to decline.
And then there was the whole aspect of seeing Alexa in the jacuzzi again.
I waited until I heard dad go outside and then hustled downstairs to get my trunks on. I went outside and was greeted by the sight of Alexa in her one-piece, sitting modestly on a lower seat to conceal her chest, while mom was sitting across from her, wearing a surprisingly sporty black one-piece that had no sides, with the material tapering in over her midriff and attaching the bottom and top with a chrome ring. Dad was, I can only assume, wearing his habitual shorts, like I would do.
“Hi, Alex!” Alexa said brightly, waving. “C’mon in, water’s great!”