To your considerable surprise, you recognize your aunt Michelle (Bursey), your mom's never-married older sister. She lives in town here, but you hadn't realized she was coming over.
"I'm sorry, Andy boyo; I just got the message from you mom, and I knew it must have hit you pretty hard. Been there, done that; not about to share the details, thank you!" (You never have understood why a babe like Aunt Mich is unclaimed; but she isn't the blabbering kind, and you've always respected that choice.)
Aunt Mich is a contract programmer who does debugging out of her own home, so she's never seen any reason to leave town since she returned from college. She's short and cuddly, with dark-red hair and warm brown eyes. She's not much of a fashion plate; but under her usual t-shirts and jeans, there is a fine curvy bod. You can't deny you've given it the eye and fantasized about what she looks like nude, especially after certain family swim parties where her green bikini branded itself into your dreams.
"So, your mom tells me it'll be at least an hour before the girls get back, and another quarter-hour or more after that before supper's ready. Do you want to talk about it with your old Auntie Michelin?" (She always mocks her zaftig body, comparing it to the Michelin Man.) You give her a hug, and realize to your horror that the fleeting but vivid memory of that green bikini has given you another in its long series of erections. To your embarassment, you can tell that Aunt Mich has noticed it as well! |