Chapter 2

Liam Anderson's large hand squeezed my rounded bottom firmly, clicking his tongue in appreciation.

"Aunt Olivia, your figure is truly the perfect fuckdoll. Other women can't compare to you at all. Come with me quickly to change clothes."

He released me and walked toward his bedroom.

That forceful squeeze had left my body weak and unsteady.

His sudden release nearly made me stumble.

He glanced back at me with an inexplicable look in his eyes.

"Aunt Olivia, it seems my uncle can't satisfy you normally. Just a few touches from me and you're already like this. How about this—change your clothes first."

He took my hand and led me to his room.

On Liam's bed lay two blue intimate garments, both narrow strips of fabric, alongside a black skirt.

He pointed at the clothes, growing impatient.

"Aunt Olivia, stop looking. Hurry and put them on. We have to leave for the gathering soon. You'll look incredibly sexy in this—way hotter than those inexperienced girlfriends my classmates found."

"But these clothes..."

My face flushed instantly.

"How am I supposed to wear what you've picked out, you naughty boy?"

"What do you mean how? Aunt Olivia, if you don't know how to put them on, I can help you."

Liam stepped closer as he spoke.

Blushing, I pushed him away, but my heart fluttered unexpectedly.

I hadn't thought he would actually offer to help.

My husband was still asleep in the next room. What if he saw this?

Liam readily stepped back. "Aunt Olivia, hurry up and change. We're running out of time."

Only when he turned around did I feel safe enough to pick up the clothes.

But the fabric was so scant that my curvy figure would be on full display.

The thought of wearing such revealing clothing in front of my nephew filled me with shame. I worried Liam might turn around, so I rushed to change.

The more I hurried, the more mistakes I made. I misaligned a strap in the back and couldn't fix it no matter how I tried.

In my panic, Liam suddenly turned around.

"Aunt Olivia, let me help you."

"N-no need..."

I tried to refuse instinctively, but he was already behind me, his large hands grasping the misaligned strap.

His warm hands brushed against my back as if by accident, sending a shiver through my body.

"Stop squirming, Aunt Olivia. You're making it hard for me to focus."

His teasing words made my face burn with embarrassment. "I'm your aunt. Don't joke like that."

Liam chuckled. "I'm just being honest. Look how you're trembling. My uncle doesn't know how to enjoy a body like yours—what a waste."

My blush deepened. Whether intentional or not, Liam fastened the straps painfully slowly.

His hands kept brushing against my back, stirring heat within me.

My whole body trembled uncontrollably.

"I... I need to use the restroom."

Afraid I might humiliate myself in front of Liam, I rushed to the bathroom.

After calming down, I returned to the living room.

Liam was waiting for me.

We left together for the KTV where he had arranged to meet his classmates.

Inside the private room, I saw Liam's friends.