Stealing Spree

Not a second later, as if that was just an unconscious action, Auntie Yayoi retracted her hand from my shaft. From the sudden tenseness on her body that was clearly conveyed through our skin-to-skin contact, the woman behind me gradually turned white followed by her expression transforming into something that says, ‘I messed up’.

“That was…” I silently muttered.

Her eyes widened in surprise. And a second later, the hand that she retracted moved to my mouth, covering it to prevent me from saying anything else.

Seconds later, Auntie Yayoi slumped her head on my shoulder as she groaned listlessly… “O-onoda-kun. T-that’s not me… My hand moved on its own.”

Yeah, right. It tempted her enough to grab it unconsciously, huh? What a convenient excuse…

Nonetheless, I knew that it was entirely possible to happen. I mean, I had just recently experienced it during that time with Mutsumi-senpai. I unconsciously went along with the situation to the point that we were close to crossing the line.

In any case, with my mouth blocked, I obviously couldn’t respond to that verbally. I could only nod my head slightly.

Auntie Yayoi took that as me agreeing with her and released a sigh of relief.

“T-thank you for understanding… Uh. Where was I? Right… The confession.” Her stuttering continued as the woman attempted to regain her composure back and return us to the earlier atmosphere.

However, what’s done was done… Even if I told her to calm down or act unbothered, the situation was already too awkward.

I was still composed, of course. Even if the way she grabbed me down there managed to excite me, controlling my emotion and expression was something I could easily accomplish.

Unfortunately, that’s not going to help in this situation. Instead of letting this situation spiral further down, I had to take action right away…

Upon deciding that in my head, I didn’t waste any more seconds and made my move.

While Auntie Yayoi was still fumbling about whatever she was going to confess, I turned my body to face her. With that, her hand on my mouth was removed and her arm hooked around my neck slid off backward, before landing on my shoulder.

As we got face to face with each other, I instantly noticed how her gaze gradually moved down. While it stayed on my chest and abdomen for a few seconds, her eyes still eventually focused on the pitched tent.

Well, to get her attention, I grabbed her other hand and gave it a squeeze.

I waited until she lifted her gaze again before starting, “Auntie, let’s be honest here. We’re already in an awkward situation. Trying to steer it back won’t really help us. And that’s why I decided to do this. Facing you upfront. Can we put down the awkwardness and meet each other barefaced?”

I know. There’s another path than this. For example, either of us can just escape the bathroom and end this situation once and for all. However, that will only result in Auntie Yayoi being awkward again in the next instance. It won’t solve anything.

In this way, we can just be honest with each other. Or in other words, we can tell each other what’s in our heads and face it head-on. Whatever will come out of this talk… may or may not change the nature of our relationship…

“A-are you sure, Onoda-kun?” She cautiously asked. Although she still bit her lips as some kind of indication of her reluctance, I could feel her pulse calming down a little.

“Yes, I am. Let’s see. To make you comfortable, I’ll go first…” I said as I tugged her hand, pulling her a little bit closer.

Auntie Yayoi didn’t resist that and her eyes remained focused on mine, waiting on what I was about to say.

As I prepared myself to say it, I peered deeper into her eyes, trying to understand her current state of mind. At the moment, she’s a little bit nervous and at the same time, excited.

Anyway, with that done, I opened my mouth, “Auntie, I noticed you peeping at us earlier.”

“Y-you noticed…”

It’s not a denial, alright. Furthermore, Auntie Yayoi guiltily lowered her head.

“Yes. You didn’t shut the door. And I heard you wobbling out of there. You even tripped, right?” I recounted everything I noticed earlier.

Upon hearing all that, Auntie Yayoi’s head went even lower to the point that her face was buried in my shoulder again. Guilt had started consuming her.

In any case, I didn’t move her and just waited for her response.

“T-that’s right. That’s what I’m going to confess… I’m a bad mother. I listened to your voices while you were doing it.”

“Then Auntie, I guess we’re both at fault there. I noticed you but I decided earlier not to call you out for it.”

Obviously, even if I said that, it’s not going to wash her guilt away. What I did was attempt to avoid it. It’s clearly different from what she did.

And sure enough, her response was a shake of her head before saying that it was not my fault.

I shrugged that out and said to leave it at that, yet she continued to wallow in guilt. To stop her from doing that, I lifted her head again, forcing her to look at me.

I caressed her cheek and gently pulled her even closer. While she stopped staring at my lower body, Auntie Yayoi somehow started acting like a spoiled child.

She opened her arms wide and, the same as earlier, put me in her embrace.

And while doing so, her voice once again reached my ears. She continued with her confessions.

“I intentionally suggested that you take a bath. So that I can join you here. I thought I should show you my gratitude for taking care of Mina by washing your back… but you see…”

…It didn’t end with just washing my back.

I completed her words in my head. Nonetheless, the two of us clearly understood it.

“I understand, what happened next was all unintentional. Auntie shouldn’t beat yourself to it… I mean, I’m also at fault. Even now I…”

As I trailed my voice there, my eyes moved from her face down to her alluring body that was now fully captured in my eyes.

“… Right, you’re still like that.”

And likewise, Auntie’s eyes also went down but she focused on what I was currently pitching.

“Onoda-kun, you’re Mi-chan’s boyfriend.”

Emphasizing that point again, I couldn’t help but hear that differently this time. Instead of a reminder, it’s like she’s trying to break past it.

“Yes, this is wrong… I apologize, Auntie. I think I'll dip in the tub now.” I chose the escape route. It’s to save us both, after all. Losing to the temptation wouldn’t do us good. Unless we confessed and accepted each other.

But she’s a mother. If I told her that I’m also attracted to her, to the point that I want to make her mind, she’d definitely feel conflicted or worse, hate me for it.

If it’s the other way around, however, Auntie Yayoi would just hate herself for trying to snatch her daughter’s lover. But well, that’s with the assumption that she likes me enough to do that.

I released her hand and tried turning back to my previous position.

However, Auntie Yayoi’s voice stopped me.

“Wait, Onoda-kun… D-don’t you need help with that? … I can help you calm it down… I felt it… It’s too hot and hard.”

That suggestion was too tempting…

If I lost my reason here, there’s no doubt that… this would certainly not end with a normal mother-in-law and son-in-law bonding.

No. To begin with, this wasn’t that kind of bonding…

Little by little, Auntie Yayoi’s face turned deep crimson as an embarrassed yet naughty smile peeked from her lips. Perhaps taking my few seconds of silence as my acquiescence, she moved even closer.

This time, her hands landed on my thighs as she gradually ran them upwards. Her eyes then focused on mine, conveying what she was thinking at the moment, “Onoda-kun… Only think of this as me helping to relieve you. You can forget this after we leave this bathroom.”

Or so she said.

But those words...They triggered something in me.

As someone who didn’t accept Saki’s suggestion of just treating what happened to us as nothing. I certainly wouldn’t make an exception for her here. Regardless of my attraction to her.

Call it my stubbornness but… that’s just how it was for me.

“Auntie, I can’t accept your help if we’re going to forget this,” I said as I grabbed Auntie Yayoi’s shoulders, stopping her advance.

“Eh? What do you mean?”

As expected, she was confused.

“I mean it as it is. Auntie, do you mind if I also make you mine?”

After I said that, Auntie Yayoi became rigid as she speechlessly stared at me, perhaps hoping that I was joking.

It was half a minute later before she managed to react. With her jaw slacking, she deliriously blurted out one word.

“H-huh?!”