There were a couple of older women in bikinis, but theirs were a bit more modest. One of the older women was the most spectacular woman I’d ever laid eyes on. Almost six feet tall, hair the color of a raven’s wing that fell to her ass, green eyes and a body to kill for. She had the classic hourglass figure. Becky saw me looking at the woman and she read the look on my face and said:
“No you wouldn’t.”
“No I wouldn’t what?”
“Drag her off to your cave and have at it.”
She took me by the hand and pulled me along over to the woman.
“Aunt Abby this is Harry. Harry, this goddess is my Aunt Abby.”
Aunt Aby looked me over and said “If you drop him give him my number. He looks yummy.”
Becky laughed and said “Aunt Abby is the family man eater. Don’t let her get her hands on you. She would reduce you to a worn out husk in less than a month and then toss you on the pile of her other worn out conquests.”
Aunt Abby laughed and said “I’m not that bad.”
“Says the women who has killed four husbands.”
Aunt Abby laughed again and said “Don’t piss me off little girl or I’ll take him away from you just for spite.”
“How about it Harry? Could she take you away from me?”
I stood there staring at Aunt Abby and Becky said again “Could she take you away from me Harry?”
Another couple of seconds of silence on my part and then “I’m thinking; I’m thinking.”
Both of them laughed and Becky said “I’d better get you away from her. Come on; I’ll introduce you around.”
As we walked away I looked back at Aunt Abby and she winked at me. I swear I almost came in my suit.
As we made the rounds and I was introduced I was glad the beach towel I had wrapped around my waist was a large and fluffy one. It concealed my boner as Becky introduced me to one hot female after another. I already knew that Becky’s mom was a stone fox and it must have run in the family. I swear there wasn’t a female member of Becky’s family who was less than a ten on the ten scale. Truth was most of them were twelves and thirteens. Her sixty year old grandmother was a solid twelve for Christ’s sake. The only ones I didn’t get introduced to were the guys in the pool hiding their hard ons. I met them when I jumped into the pool to do the same thing. One came up to me and said:
“I take it you are Becky’s?”
I nodded a yes and he stuck out his hand. “Tom Halder. I’m Carol’s about to be unless I can somehow score Aunt Abby.”
I laughed and said “With you on that one” I said as I took his hand. “Harry Belmont. She told Beck to behave or she would take me away from her. It was all I could do to keep from screaming “Do it; do it.” He laughed and then introduced me to the rest of the guys in the pool. We had an enjoyable time and I even got some laps in before Becky told me it was time to dress for dinner.
Becky was stunning in her LBD and I have to admit I didn’t look too shabby myself in my grey pin stripped suit and maroon tie. The rehearsal went off without a hitch and at the dinner that followed which was held at the country club Becky and I were seated with two of her married cousins and their spouses. The conversation over dinner was pretty much them trying to find out more about me and my relationship with Becky. I didn’t tell them there was no relationship and that I was just a date. Becky on the other hand was leading everyone to believe that the next big wedding could possibly be ours. Fortunately, before the shit got too deep the band started playing and people got up to dance.
I danced with Becky’s mom and she just grinned when she felt my hard on. I got the same grin from Aunt Tabby and even her sixty year old grandma. Becky thought it was a riot.
“When we get married I’ll have to keep you in a chastity belt when you are around my family.”
I was having too good a time to ruin it by reminding Beck that I was only her date for the weekend. The high point of the evening, at least for me, was when Aunt Abby came over to our table, took my arm, said “My turn” and then led me out onto the dance floor. It was a waltz and I pulled back when she tried to pull me in close.
“Don’t you dare” she murmured in my ear as she pulled me back to her. “In case you don’t realize it that is the sincerest form of flattery a woman can get” and she pushed her leg at my erection. “I’m just sorry that I won’t get to see it or play with it.” There was a short pause and them “Or do I have a chance?”
“What?”
“You might be fooling everyone else here, but not me. I don’t know what the game is, but Abby isn’t being fooled. It is obvious, at least to me, that Becky is into you. It is equally obvious to me that you are not as into her. Am I right?”
I nodded a yes.
“So tell me.”
“I’m just her date for the occasion. She didn’t want to come alone so I agreed to come with her.”
“There is more to it than that. There has to be. She isn’t hiding her feelings; they are out there for all to see.”
The music stopped and the bandleader said they were going to take a break. I started to lead her back to her table, but she grabbed my arm and said “No. Follow me” and she led me out onto the terrace and over to one of the stone benches that lined it. We sat down and she said:
“Tell me. I want it all. The real nitty-gritty.”
I have already mentioned how spectacular she was and as I sat there with her I wanted to do what every man who saw her wanted to do. Rip her clothes off, enter her and then do your level best to make sure she never ever wanted to push you away. And she knew it and she used it to get what she wanted. I don’t mean she would fuck you to get it, but she would use it, for lack of a better way to put it, to cast a spell over you to get you to do what she wanted. And it worked. I was under the spell and I opened up and let it all out. All of it! She listened and then she laughed.
“You poor boy! You think the girls only want you because you eat pussy? Did it not ever occur to you that once they were with you they might want to stay? That they had found out you were more than just a magic mouth?”
“How many of them ever stuck around? They all bailed on me so I must not have had all that much going for me other than the magic mouth.”