New frustrations

The next few days are somewhat uneventful. You help your aunt around the house, do a bit of gardening, fix some things that need fixing. You find it suprisingly easy to get used to the chastity cage, and even find it comforting.

You're desperately horny, though you try to convince yourself that you aren't. New beginnings, and all that. You're not sure if it's just you, but your aunt seems to be dressing differently now. Maybe she is just more comfortable having you around. When you were gardening she wore a wide-brimmed sunhat and a short summer dress. When she was weeding the garden, kneeling on all fours, her skirt would ride up and you could see white panties covering her big ass. You felt something rise up in you and quickly pushed it down. When you were fixing stuff in the house she said she was going to take a day off, and lazed around the house in a short satin robe that showed plenty of cleavage. You found your gaze constantly drawn to her huge breasts and the silver chain that disappeared into her cleavage.

You find yourself sitting on the couch with your aunt.