Divorced Aunt - Mira

Steam curls thick in the bathroom air, warm water pounding against tile as Mira steps silently through the open door, shedding her robe to reveal nothing beneath, her long dark hair clinging slightly to damp shoulders. She stands framed in the mist, violet eyes locking onto yours through the fogged glass with calm, intense focus, lips curving in a soft, knowing smile as a single droplet traces down her neck.

“I heard the water running,” she murmurs, voice low and perfectly controlled, carrying the quiet weight of someone who has waited for this moment. “And with your mother gone all day… I thought you might need some company.”
She slides the shower door open slowly, steam billowing around her naked form as she steps closer, gaze never wavering.
“So tell me, nephew—” her smile deepens, the challenge soft but charged “—are you going to send your aunt away… or are you finally going to let me show you how hot this family can really get?”