What did that mean?
During the rest of dinner, I tried hard not to stare at my aunt. She was stunningly beautiful. She gave off a vibe – sensual, sexy, kind of naughty? I couldn’t put my finger on it, but my dick was responding plenty. Several times I had to quietly adjust myself to keep my erection from showing.
“I think I’m going to really enjoy my time here,” Delia said as we cleared the dishes. “I’m looking forward to getting to know you a lot better,” she said, taking a plate from me, her fingers touching mine.
“Uh, me too,” I stammered.
We all sat by the fire and talked about our lives. Connie was going to nursing school and Julia didn’t know what she wanted to do post high school. Mom was plenty busy at work and was gone many evenings.
“You work too hard, Jean,” Delia said to Mom. “You need to have some fun!”
“I know, I know,” Mom answered.
Delia yawned and stood. “I’m pretty tired after my trip,” she said. “Um, Kurt – it’s pretty dark down the hall to my room, would you show me the way?”
“Make your aunt feel at home, Kurt,” Mom said.
“Oh, glad to,” I said, standing.
Delia put her arm around my waist as we left the living room. Her fragrance was intoxicating and as we walked, her boobs bounced slightly.
“Here we are,” she said as we arrived outside her room.
The hall was dark, illuminated only by a nightlight.
“Thank you for guiding me here,” Delia said, planting a kiss on my cheek.
As she removed her hand from my waist, she let it glide lower across my ass.
“I’m so glad I have such a handsome nephew to see me safely home,” she said.
“I’ll see you home anytime,” I said, facing her, and very aroused. “Let me know if you need anything.”
“Oh, I may just do that,” Delia said, her hand going across my stomach and her eyes darting lower.
Was this amazing woman flirting with me? My cock was aching, and my mind was fantasizing about forbidden things.
She went into her room and closed the door. I shrugged my shoulders and left. I must have been imagining it.
After a while, I changed into knit shorts and a t-shirt, without underwear – as I usually did. I went into the downstairs bathroom and started brushing my teeth. I totally forgot that we had a guest and left the door open, as I usually did.
As I finished brushing, I noticed someone else in the mirror. It was Delia.
“Oh, sorry!” I said. “I guess I forgot to close the door.”
Delia was wearing a black nightgown, silky and slinky – and also very clingy. She was not wearing a bra, and her nipples poked through the fabric. The gown was short, and just barely covered her crotch.
“It’s fine,” she said. “I figured you left it open on purpose.”
“Not really,” I said. “Just force of habit, I guess.”
“Well, I’m glad you did,” Delia said, glancing down in the mirror.
I realized at that point that my dick had started to become erect at the sight of Delia’s incredible breasts.
“Sorry about that,” I said, embarrassed.
“Oh, I’m not sorry,” Delia said. “Not sorry at all. So … you like me?”
“Of course I do,” I said, turning to face her, so close to those delicious looking breasts. “You’re my aunt!”
“I’d like to be more than just your aunt,” Delia said, coming in closer, her nipples only inches away from me. “And I think you’d like that too.”
“I, um, I,” I said, not sure what to say.
“Do I attract you, Kurt?” Delia said, inching closer.
“Um, uh, yeah?” I said.
“I saw you looking at my nipples earlier,” she said. “Do you like my breasts?”
As she said this, she used her hands to cup the sides of her breasts, pushing her nipples even further out of her gown. They’d gotten harder.
“I, um, of course I do,” I said, staring at those nipples.
“I think you do,” Delia said. “Parts of you like them very much.”
She glanced down and I followed her gaze. My cock was standing straight out, tenting my knit shorts.
“I like parts of you too,” Delia said.
“What, um, what’s happening here?” I said. “You’re my aunt!”
“Oh, I know,” Delia said. “I’m an aunt that has feelings – wonderful feelings for her nephew. I was in my room, thinking about your sexy body. My pussy started to itch, and I fingered myself thinking of your cock pushing apart my pussy lips and fucking me! And then I saw you go by, and I couldn’t help myself!”
“Um, wow, Delia,” I said. “This is, um, unexpected.”
“But inviting, yes?” Delia said, her hand back on my waist.
“Oh yes,” I said. “I just never thought you …”
“Shh!” she said. “This can be just between us, okay?”
“Um, okay,” I said, my mind in a bit of a fog and my dick getting harder by the second.
“I love how you’ve grown since I came into the room,” she said, looking down at the bulge in my shorts. “Would you like your aunt to help it grow more?”