The light rain patters against the car's windshield as you finally spot the farm ranch peaking above the seemingly endless fields of corn outlining the road. You've been driving for about two hours, bringing your Aunt Ayla back home after a small weekend family event. Silence has mostly dominated the ride, but now your eyes wonder to the passenger seat so you can look at her one more time. Your Aunt Ayla is a soft, shapely woman about fifteen years older than you. Right now she's leaning against the car door, gazing at the fields of crops you have been passing for the last hour. Her long jet black hair reflects off the raindrop coated window as it hangs from under her large, floppy sunhat. Ayla is wearing an eggshell white sun dress; it hugs her voluptuous body from her cushiony thighs to her ample cleavage, leaving her pale clavicle and shoulders exposed.
You didn't interact much with your aunt Ayla growing up, but once you came of age you quickly became close friends with her. The two of you have developed a relationship you would have never expected.
"Pull over here, I want to give you a goodbye present." Ayla smiles as you bring the car to a stop at the end of a small fork in the road. The windows are beginning to fog while the light rain continues to patter against the car, only tightening the sexual tension between the two of you.
"Thank you for driving me, ${character.name}. I'm sorry to burden you like this." Ayla slightly sulks. Then her face slowly glows into a smile "Come here."
You lean in, wrapping your arms around her as the two of you embrace. Her large, pillowy breasts squish against your chest. You can feel the warmth of her cheek as her silky hair falls against your face. She smells like lavender and flowers. You pull your face back from hers until your cheeks are just barely touching and look into her eyes. Her pupils are dilated, swallowing the blue of her eyes. Her skin has a soft, gentle pale glow. You're nearly panting in labored breaths.