Thank you for the offer, but I can't accept it.

As soon as Oliver left, Mia got up from her chair and walked over to where Ron sat on the couch. She placed her right hand on his shoulder while leaning towards him until their faces were just inches apart from each other. Then she whispered in a seductive manner, "How was the cake? Did you like it?"

Ron felt very nervous being so close to such a sexy woman, especially when her large breasts almost pressed against his chest while leaning forward like this.

"It was delicious as usual, Aunt Mia. I can never get enough of it!"

"Hehe... I know that feeling," Mia replied before giving him a playful wink. "Now tell me, how is school life for you? Do you have any girlfriends there? Or perhaps a crush?"

"Umm..." Ron hesitated for a moment before continuing to speak in a shy tone of voice. "No... Not yet; I haven't found anyone suitable."

"Oh, come on! There must be someone out there that has caught your interest! What kind of girls do you like?" Mia asked as she traced her index finger along his arm, making him even more nervous than he already was.

But despite feeling embarrassed by these questions, Ron still answered them without thinking. "Girls with big tits..."

Upon hearing this, Mia giggled and asked, "Really? That's the first thing that came to mind when I asked about your taste in women? Well, at least you're being honest with me."

"Wait! That's not what I meant to say! It's not that important..." Ron tried to correct himself, but it was already too late.

"Shhh... It's fine. Don't be embarrassed about your preferences. Everyone has different tastes after all." Mia leaned closer to Ron, her cleavage now right in front of him. Then she grabbed hold of her massive breasts and lifted them upwards as she said, "Something like this, right? Big, round, and soft. But young girls can never match mature women in this department."

As she finished her sentence, she released her grip and allowed her huge jugs to drop down with an exaggerated bounce that made Ron blush while his erection strained against the confines of his pants. 'Oh god! Aunt Mia is so damn hot!'

Mia noticed his reaction but pretended to ignore it. Instead, she continued their conversation as if nothing had happened between them. "So are there any girls who fit your preference? I bet there must be at least one or two in your class!"

"No, none like that. They are all so petite and slim. I want someone who is the complete opposite of that." He responded before realizing that he had just described Mia perfectly. And that description also fit his mom too...

"Interesting... In that case, maybe you like older women with big tits then? Is that correct?" Mia asked as she pressed her voluptuous breasts against his arm.

Ron felt a surge of excitement rush through his entire body as soon as he felt her soft flesh against him like this. But despite being very turned on by the whole situation, he managed to keep his cool somehow and answered, "Perhaps... It's difficult to find someone I am interested in."

"Oh, you poor boy," Mia said with fake pity in her voice. "You must be so frustrated. Having these desires but not being able to find the right person to share them with... How sad..."

She spoke while stroking his cheek with one hand. Then she let her fingers move downwards towards his neck. "I think I might be able to help you with that. Would you like to try touching my breasts? I can allow it this once; it will be our little secret."

Ron's eyes went wide upon hearing that offer. His heart began pounding inside his ribcage like crazy, threatening to burst out at any moment. 'She wants me to fondle her? Really!? I must be dreaming or something... But how can this be real? She isn't even drunk!'

Despite doubting reality itself, Ron couldn't stop himself from wanting it to happen either way. He had always wanted to touch someone's boobs, and now here was a mature woman offering herself to him!

Then he thought about Oliver, who had left the living room, and suddenly felt guilty. 'I shouldn't... It would be wrong. After all, Oliver is my friend. I shouldn't be taking advantage of his mother's generosity like this! Moreover, she is a married woman. What will Uncle Adam say if he finds out that I touched his wife? No... It would be best if I declined.'

"Um... Aunt Mia..." Ron paused and tried to collect his thoughts before continuing. "Thank you for the offer, but I can't accept it. It wouldn't be right for me to do such a thing with a friend's mother... Especially when she is married."

Mia's smile didn't waver at all upon hearing those words. Instead, her expression changed into an even brighter smile filled with lust. 'Wow! My son's best friend is such a gentleman. How cute!'

"My, how noble of you! You know, I have always known that you were different from other guys your age. Most boys these days would jump at the opportunity to feel up their friend's hot mom, yet here you are, showing restraint and respect. I commend you for that." Then she wrapped her arms around Ron's arm, making him stand up before leading him somewhere. "But come on, I won't take no for an answer. Let's go upstairs so that you don't have to worry about Oliver seeing us."

"Aunt Mia... Wait..." Ron tried protesting, but she didn't listen and dragged him along until they ended up inside her bedroom, where she closed the door behind them.