Hotel ee/Aunt's Drive
The diner is packed tonight. The low din of patrons chatting mixes with the occasional high-pitched shriek of silverware scraping upon plates making it hard to communicate with the waitress. Nevertheless, you manage to finish your order and watch as she hurriedly moves over to the next table; it's certainly a nice sight watching her leave. Your attention is cut short by the dull, bored voice in front of you. "How much longer 'til we're home?"
You look over to Reya, your fourteen-year-old niece, as she stares off absentmindedly into space. She looks like the quintessential angst-ridden teenager: long, brown bangs almost covering her eyes; ebony-painted fingernails, and a black tank top worn with age draped over her torso. The way she wears it makes it clear she isn't wearing any kind of bra, leaving her budding breasts only barely covered. You're not sure whether she's aware of how tantalizing she's wearing it, but either way it doesn't stop you from sneaking peeks at her chest whenever you can. "Should be another three hours before we get there." You have been on the road for eight hours now, driving your sister's three children home from vacation. It was a fun road trip with family you don't get to see too often. But you're also glad it's winding down, and you can finally retire to your own home as well.
"I don't wanna go home...~" To your right is Mia, looking sullenly at her small glass of juice. Normally she's a bright ray of sunshine with her cute black hair wrapped up in pigtails, her shirt saturated in pink, and her blue overalls dress, but a long day has easily tired her out. Still, her statement made it clear she was having a good time. "I wanna look at more dinosaurs..."
Logan interjects, "There aren't gonna be anymore dinosaurs" referring to the highway attraction they saw on the way. The only boy of the family, Logan is easily the most athletic of them, always wearing athletic shorts paired with his favorite pair of sneakers. While the white tee draped over his torso doesn't do his trim frame justice, you've caught enough glances at his young buttocks to see how tight his shorts are on him.
"Wha..."
Before Mia starts tearing up, you rest a hand on her back in an attempt to comfort her. "It's okay sweetie, you know mommy is missing you. You don't want her to be sad, right?" As the tip of your thumb rests on the back of her neck, you can feel how soft her skin is. Looking down on such a cute little girl sitting right next to you causes an unintentional blush to creep upon your cheeks. You look across the table to make sure no one notices. Luckily, Logan is focused on his younger sister, while Reya is doing her best to not pay attention.
"...No. I wanna make mommy happy again!" With the mood lightened, everyone at the table goes back to chatting until the food comes. Once done, you pay the check, generously tip your waitress, and head back onto the road.
At around 9:00 PM, the summer day begins to wane as you exit the highway. Having planned the road trip yourself, you had looked up where a good hotel would be on your route, so now it was just a matter of hoping there was a room available. The building was very modest, being a simple two-story structure with doors lined all along the outside. Since it was only going to be one night, you figured there wasn't much of a need to go for anything expensive. Despite the simple exterior, Logan and Mia were too busy focusing on the pool out front, pleading for you to let them swim in it. "Maybe tomorrow." Truth be told, getting to see them in their swimwear was an enticing thought.
Fortunately there's a room available. You grab the key, bring in all the required luggage from the car, and see what's inside. Unsurprisingly, it's furnished fairly sparsely with only two beds, a slim sofa, a TV set on a table, and a door which you can assume leads to the bathroom. Still, everyone seems too sleepy to really care about it. One by one, everyone heads to the bathroom to change. As you exit, you see everyone idly standing around before Logan pipes up, "So, how are we gonna sleep?" With four people and three beds, not everyone is going to get their own. Of course, there's the couch as well, but it doesn't seem too comfortable.