Then they returned their focus to finishing their dinner before having dessert together.
Of course, dessert was Oliver's favorite chocolate ice cream.
They savored their desserts for a while before deciding to call it a night.
However, as Oliver was heading towards his room, Anna called out to him.
"Oliver... I was just thinking, do you want to sleep together tonight?"
Her request caught Oliver off guard. Not expecting something like that from her.
Anna didn't waste time as she walked over to Oliver and wrapped her arms around his arm.
He could feel her breasts pushing against him, which made his heart start beating faster.
"It's been a while since I felt comfortable talking to someone," Anna continued, looking straight at Oliver, gazing into his eyes intently. "I know it's a bit awkward since I'm your aunt, but I want to enjoy your company more."
Oliver smiled as he looked at Anna, who had similar facial features to his mother, Mia.
Except, she carried a certain kind of allure that was not present in his mother, making Oliver desire to feel her in an intimate manner.
'Mom and Anna might have the same face, but they're still different in various ways. I wonder how good Aunt Anna is in bed,' Oliver thought before letting those lustful thoughts go. 'No, what am I even thinking? Sure, I fucked my own mom, but that doesn't mean I should want to sleep with my aunt as well.'
Yet, there was something about Anna that he couldn't get over. The way she held him. The look in her eyes. The softness of her breasts... All of those things turned him on greatly.
"If that's what you want..." Oliver smiled, as he wasn't one to deny a beautiful woman in his arms. "Sure, we can sleep together tonight."
Anna grinned as she saw that he agreed to her request. She leaned closer and placed a gentle kiss on his cheek.
"Thanks. You're the best," she whispered into his ear before taking his arm once more and guiding him towards her bedroom.
There, she instructed him to get comfortable while she went off to shower.
Oliver nodded and took her advice. After getting rid of his pants and shirt, he lay down on the bed while waiting for her to return from the bathroom.
While lying there, Oliver heard the sound of water running from the bathroom. He imagined what his aunt looked like right now.
Her naked body. Her perky breasts. Her curvy waistline. Her sexy back. Her ass...
Oliver's mind got filled with sexual images of her, as he began stroking his erecting length while imagining what her wet and naked body looked like at that moment.
As his hand went up and down his cock, he noticed something weird about the size of it.
It appeared that his dick had become slightly longer compared to the previous time. It wasn't by much, but it was noticeable enough to him.
'Is this one of the effects of the drug?' Oliver wondered, continuing to stroke his dick for a while before he heard the sound of the shower turning off.
'Damn... Looks like I can't get off with just stroking myself anymore.'
Oliver released his cock from his grip and put it back into his boxer briefs before adjusting himself on the bed.
Soon, Anna stepped out of the bathroom. Oliver looked over and watched as she approached him wearing a sexy black nightgown that left little to the imagination.
The fabric hugged her curves perfectly, showing off her cleavage and curves. And it stopped just below her hips, making him able to see her panties peeking out from underneath it.
When Anna reached the foot of the bed, she lifted her hands, untied her hair, and let it down.
Then she sat on the edge of the bed and began applying lotion onto her legs. Her movements were slow, and she moved her hands up and down, stroking every inch of her thick thighs.
The whole time, Oliver couldn't take his eyes off her, feeling his cock becoming painfully erect at this sight.
"Aunt Anna... can I help you with that?" He asked in a husky voice, trying to calm his emotions but failing.
Anna didn't even glance his way as she replied, "Why? I can do it myself, you know?"
Still, she stopped applying lotion to her body and stood up before turning around, facing him with a slight smile tugging at her lips.
"Or maybe you just want to touch me?" she added with an eyebrow raised curiously, gauging his reaction.
Oliver couldn't say anything but gulp as the alluring sight of her standing in front of him and his growing sexual needs made him unable to form any words.
Seeing his reaction, Anna's lips curled into a smirk before she raised one leg onto the bed while keeping the other on the floor, giving him a good view of her smooth legs.
Then she started applying lotion again, moving her hands up her legs. This time, though, she went extra slow and used more force than usual, squeezing her thighs harder than normal.
"Your hands, Oliver. Use them." Anna ordered him as her voice got seductive while massaging her thighs.
Hearing her voice, Oliver couldn't wait any longer as his desire grew. He knelt down on the bed, crawled forward until he was directly in front of her, and reached out.
He took the bottle of lotion from her hands, poured some into his palm, and started rubbing her leg, moving his hand from ankle to calf to knee and then back again.
At first, he did it gently and carefully, but eventually, the feel of her smooth skin on his fingertips was too much for him, so he increased the intensity of his actions. His palms glided on her thighs and squeezed them as he worked his hands up and down on them.
"Mmmm, your hands feel really good, Oliver..." Anna moaned while biting her lip as she enjoyed Oliver's touch on her.