"Auntie, I've missed you..." William ignored the man's surprised expression, not even sparing him a glance. Instead, he reached out and embraced the mature woman tightly, holding her close, feeling her full chest pressing against his heart. He could clearly sense the softness of her breasts, and the flames of desire that had been extinguished by the train attendant now subtly threatened to reignite. However, he forcibly suppressed them—this was his aunt after all. Even though they weren't related by blood, she was the person he was closest to in the world, aside from his grandfather. How could he entertain such thoughts?
Suppressing the desires in his heart, William stared intently at the woman in front of him, his eyes shimmering with unshed tears.
He was growing older, but it seemed she hadn't aged a day. She was just as beautiful, just as stunning as ever. In fact, she seemed even more beautiful now, with no trace of time's passing on her flawless features.
"Sweetie, I know. I've missed you too..." Upon hearing William's simple words, Sophia's eyes glistened with unshed tears as well. This woman, who could drive a Lamborghini Reventón, who could single-handedly manage the Sterling family, who was known as the richest woman in Harrison City, was moved to tears by William's simple phrase, "Auntie, I've missed you."
If anyone else saw this scene, it would surely cause a sensation.
The man standing to the side could only look on in astonishment. Such a beautiful woman, who seemed barely in her twenties, was really this kid's aunt? How was that possible? Could she be the daughter of his grandfather's lover?
"Let's go, Will. Auntie will take you home..." Sophia seemed to notice that they were in a public place, and her tears threatened to draw attention. She quickly brushed them away, took William's hand, and led him into her sports car.
Soon, the sound of a roaring engine filled the air, leaving the stunned man behind.
"How's your grandfather?" Sophia asked as she navigated the car, her gaze occasionally drifting toward William, her eyes filled with joy.
"He's not going anywhere..." William replied casually, snapping out of his shock. He always referred to his grandfather as "the old man who won't die." Of course, that didn't mean he didn't love him. In his heart, he held deep affection for his grandfather, just as he did for his beautiful aunt.
"Haha, if he's not going anywhere, then he's in good shape. You don't need to worry. This time, you'll stay in Harrison City for a while. Auntie has already had a word with the president of Harrison University. I've enrolled you in the Italian language department. You can start classes after a few days of rest," Sophia said with a soft laugh.
"Why the Italian language department?" William knew he was here to study, but he hadn't thought about what major to choose. Since his aunt had made arrangements, he was fine with it, but he was curious about why she chose Italian.
"Because the Italian language department has lots of pretty girls..."
"..." William was speechless. What kind of aunt was this? Most parents are so careful when helping their kids choose a major, but she picked one because it had lots of pretty girls? Was she trying to set him up for dating or something?
Then again, that didn't sound so bad...
"What's the matter, William? Are you not satisfied? I remember when you were little, you told Auntie that you wanted to marry eight wives when you grew up. The Italian language department at Harrison University is full of beautiful girls. Auntie is just helping you prepare," Sophia teased with a playful smile, noticing his embarrassment.
"..." William was left speechless again. That conversation had taken place when he was just four years old after watching a movie about Napoleon. He had asked his aunt why Napoleon could have multiple wives, and she had told him it was because Napoleon was a capable man. Then, in his childish innocence, he declared that he would become even more capable than Napoleon and marry eight wives.
It was just child's talk, something he'd long forgotten. Who would've thought his aunt still remembered?
"Don't worry. The Italian language department will have someone you like. And if not, Auntie knows plenty of other beautiful women, both young and old. If there's someone you like, Auntie can introduce you. And if you don't mind Auntie being old and out of her prime, Auntie herself could be one of your wives..." Sophia teased, laughing as she watched William's embarrassed reaction.
"...." William was even more speechless. What kind of aunt was this? She was even teasing about marrying her own nephew...
But as he glanced at Sophia's long legs encased in stockings, her impressive chest, and her delicate features, he couldn't help but think that having such a beautiful wife wouldn't be bad at all.
Harrison City's train station was located in the northern part of the city, while Sophia's residence was in the affluent southern district. The Lamborghini sped onto the ring road, and the two occasionally chatted along the way, making the time pass quickly. Before long, they had arrived.
As soon as they got out of the car, before William could even take in the exterior of the villa, Sophia pulled him inside.
"Come on, Auntie will show you your room," Sophia said, pulling William up the stairs. It was a three-story villa, with the first floor consisting of a living room, kitchen, and a small room for the housekeeper. The second floor had three bedrooms, while the third floor housed a study and a small rooftop garden.
Sophia led William up to the second floor, where the first room at the top of the stairs was unoccupied. After passing a small lounge area, they came to two opposite rooms. The door to the room on the right was open, revealing a large, soft bed and a room decorated with a sense of elegance, even with a faint, pleasant fragrance in the air.
"This is my room... Now, let's check out your room. Auntie personally arranged it for you. Let's see if you like it," Sophia said, pointing to her room before opening the door to the other room for William.
William looked around and found that the room was spacious, at least over sixty square meters. In the center was a massive round bed, large enough to fit seven or eight people. To the left was a huge wooden wardrobe, and to the right were floor-to-ceiling doors that led out to a small balcony adorned with various plants.
The room also had a carpeted floor and a private bathroom, which was equally luxurious, featuring a whirlpool tub and frosted glass partitions. If someone were to shower inside, their silhouette would be visible but blurred.
Seeing all this, William's eyes filled with tears. The room was decorated exactly like the dream bedroom he had described as a child.
Back then, he was about five years old, and his aunt was twelve. Since they lived in the countryside, space was limited, and he had always shared a small, stifling room with his aunt. One summer, he told his aunt that when he grew up, he would build a big house with a large room and a huge round bed.
It was just a child's innocent wish, something he had long forgotten. But his aunt remembered every detail, which touched him deeply.
"So, what do you think? Do you like it?" Sophia asked with a smile, not noticing the tears in William's eyes.
"Auntie..." William suddenly turned around and hugged Sophia tightly, feeling her soft, full chest against him. A sense of warmth filled his heart, unlike anything he had ever felt before.
Sophia was startled by the sudden embrace, but when she sensed William's sadness, she became even more alarmed.
"What's wrong, my little one?"
"Auntie, thank you. Thank you for remembering..." William said, struggling to hold back his tears.
Sophia sighed in relief. She had been worried something was wrong.
"Silly boy, your concerns are Auntie's concerns. Of course, Auntie remembers. Now, stop crying—you're a big boy now! Why don't you take a shower while Auntie changes clothes? Then we can go out for a nice meal," she said lovingly, patting William's head before turning to her room. As she walked, she started removing her blazer, tossing it onto the bed as she entered her room.
Underneath, she wore a thin white blouse, and as she took off the blazer, the black bra beneath became visible. When she turned around, William could see the strap of her black lingerie.
Without seeming to notice anything, Sophia began unbuttoning her blouse, removing it in front of William.
She revealed a black lace bra, intricately designed, but the breasts it barely contained were even more stunning.
Her skin was smooth and fair, and at twenty-eight, she still had the figure of a young woman. Her chest, however, was much more ample than that of any young girl, easily an E cup. Especially now, as she stood sideways to William, her breast appeared even more impressive. William had no doubt that even his large hands wouldn't be able to fully grasp one of her breasts.
"Gulp!" William involuntarily swallowed.
Sophia seemed oblivious as she tossed her blouse onto the bed and began removing her black skirt, slipping it off in front of William, revealing her long, shapely legs. She wore black stockings, and her lace panties were semi-transparent. The sight was enough to drive any man mad, and William was no exception.
Back in the small town, he had occasionally spied on older women or young girls bathing, but none of them could compare to Sophia.
Full breasts, a flat stomach without a hint of excess fat, long, shapely legs, and a perfectly rounded rear—such a woman was a dream come true.
"Huh? Why are you still standing there? Haven't you gone to shower yet? Do you need Auntie to help you?" Sophia suddenly realized that William was still standing there, staring at her in a daze. She turned to face him, and as she did, her ample breasts were fully revealed to his gaze. William had never seen such a voluptuous chest before; the black lace bra struggled to contain her breasts, revealing large expanses of smooth, white skin and creating a cleavage so tight that it could hold a piece of paper.
Her panties were also semi-transparent, and as she turned to face him, William, with his sharp eyesight, could even see some of the hair from her most intimate area...
William felt an overwhelming urge to transform into a wolf on the spot...
This was too much, way too much...
Especially after hearing Sophia's teasing remark, "Do you need Auntie to help you shower?" His blood was boiling...
Lowering his head, William shyly said:
"Um, Auntie, it's been a long time since you helped me bathe... I guess I kinda want you to help me...