My Girlfriend's Nubile Sister

11

The following week passed like any other. We complained about work, watched movies together, and even started planning a board game session with our friends. Things were oddly peaceful between Evon and me as if what happened last week hadn't happened at all. After that night, I returned to Evelynn's room and fell asleep almost immediately.

Evon and I never spoke of that night for the entire following week. Oddly enough, I didn't feel any lust for her either. We were happy together, and I intended to keep it that way until the Friday of the following week. I had just arrived at Evelynn's place in the evening and was greeted by a really messy living room. Naturally, I was curious as this was out of the ordinary.

I searched the house until I found Evelynn and Evon squatting in the storeroom. "Uhh, what's going on?" I asked, still trying to figure out the situation. Evelynn looked at me with a proud grin and promptly announced, "We're going on a trippppp!" She dragged out the last word, allowing Evon to join in with a screech.

"Wait, what?" I questioned, her answer raising even more questions. "Aunt Florence couldn't make it for her Genting trip, so she gave us the hotel room for the weekend!" Evon added, sensing my confusion. "Ahh, THAT Aunt Florence..." I thought to myself, raising the corner of my mouth just a little.

Florence is a family friend of my girlfriend's family, and she's a really difficult lady to deal with. She's the aunt in the family who gossips and complains about everything, always managing to piss someone off. Just for the record, Florence and I don't really get along, but more on that in the future. However, since she never had any children, she treats my girlfriend and her siblings like her own, spoiling them with toys and snacks since they were young. I wouldn't mind having an aunt like her, to be honest.

"Nice, so when are we leaving?" I asked, getting a little excited about the trip.

Evon raised an eyebrow and gave Evelynn a weird look. "Didn't you..." Evon asked, deliberately holding herself back.

"Oh right..." Evelynn answered, smiling awkwardly. "This is uhh... a sisters-only bonding trip." My heart sank. They weren't going to invite me along? Oh, come on!

"Aww..." I complained, obviously disappointed.

Sensing my disappointment, Evelynn reassured me that we would definitely go on another trip soon to make up for this. "Oh, and you can help Mom and Dad paint the study room too!" Evon said as if experiencing an Eureka moment. "This way, you can score points with them too! Maybe they won't ask for as much dowry money then!"

A weekend with my future in-laws, painting the house? Sounds like fun already. However, back then I didn't know that this would lead to something really interesting.

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After toiling for three hours on a scorching Saturday morning, I somehow managed to finish painting the study room at my girlfriend's place. Still, this was just the first layer, so I would be spending another three hours in the afternoon applying the second layer.

I sat on the newspaper-covered floor of the study room and took a sip of water. I sure hoped that my efforts would pay off in the future, as Evon had said before going on a trip with Evelynn. While they were enjoying themselves, here I was, painting the house on their behalf. But if you were to ask me, it wasn't all bad.

"Oh dear, you're already done with the first layer?" My girlfriend's mom exclaimed, fairly surprised at my speed. "Yes, Auntie, good thing the study room isn't too big" I replied, my eyes glued to her body.

Since I was wearing sunglasses to protect my eyes from the paint and the obnoxious morning sun, there was no way she could tell where I was looking. Before she went to the kitchen to prepare lunch, she had been helping me with one of the walls. Naturally, to avoid damaging her clothes, she was also wearing an old shirt from god knows how long ago.

She ended up wearing Evelynn's old dry-fit tank top shirt, and it was obviously a little too tight for her. Just to jog your memory, Evelynn is a modest A cup, and her mom is an impressive D cup. The edges of her blue bra were popping out due to the tightness around the chest region, and her cleavage was accentuated as a result.

Imagine someone with a D cup wearing a push-up bra, that's what it looked like. To make things worse (or better), the top part of her boobs was also clearly visible. You could almost hear her boobs screaming for help while trying to escape the confines of the shirt. It really made me wonder how some ladies can withstand wearing tight clothes, but hey, I'm definitely not complaining.

"If I tell Uncle to paint the study room, he'll definitely complain non-stop! I'm so glad you're here!" She complained while passing me a can of Coke. "Here, drink up! The weather is horrible nowadays! Drink more water!" It's moments like these that remind me that she's my girlfriend's kind and caring mother.

As she exercises often and makes it a point to maintain her looks, she looks a lot younger than she really is. Hmm, if we ever plan a trip to the beach, I would love to see her in a bikini and wonder what her curves are like. I'm willing to bet 100 bucks that some guy would come and try to pick her up.

As she turned and made her way back to the kitchen, I admired her lower body. If her D cups weren't impressive enough, her plump-looking mounds from the back are sure to turn heads. From the conversations held by the ladies of the family, I could tell that she had been complaining about how difficult it was to lose a couple of inches around her ass. Well, I hope she keeps it this way. To me, her ass is perfect.

How I wish I could bury my face in it one day.