Smoothly confident, Lucas Hunter (18) joined the Spring Break exodus from his college in Denver, taking one of the lined-up buses to the airport to board a 2½ hour flight to LA.
Aunt Laura. his mother's youngest sister, had arranged to meet the flight to take Lucas to her townhouse in Santa Monica.
The student considered his 32-year-old aunt rather hot, despite her age. She'd visited him six weeks earlier to see how he had settled into her old college.
Laura worked from home doing the accounts for a number of small businesses and her 20-year older grumpy husband Arnold Miller was director of building maintenance and alternations for a company that provided warehousing services at several locations in Southern California.
Unfortunately, Laura's 20-year-old stepdaughter Macy wasn't with her mother at the airport to greet Lucas who'd been thinking perhaps he could keep her busy carnally, even if she did have a boyfriend. In his view, that was a bonus for having comely relatives around his age.
"Hi Aunt Laura," said the Horny Toad as she closed in to kiss him on his cheek.
Lucas was tempted to say bravely 'Great boobs' but wisely modified that and said, "Great hairstyle."
"Oh really," the comely Laura said happily, displaying a great line-up of white enamel.
"Old fuddy-duddy is still moaning he prefers me being all-blonde, just like two-thirds of our female friends."
"Who's old fuddy-duddy?"
"As if you didn't know," she smiled and took his arm and pulled him against her left boob, saying being playfully disrespectful was a quirky habit of hers.
Such unexpected comeliness immediately switched on his motor, prompting Lucas to think that perhaps he might see them hanging free, if only fleetingly, during his full week's stay. After all, he was aware that guys his age with an accelerating interest in tits and pussy, believe they possess the usually ignored right to be immersed in such intimacies.
"Oh darling, this may be a disappointment or perhaps relieved that Macy decided to go to Mexico with her college classmates."
"Darn, it's been three years since Macy and I last met and I was interested in catching up with her um development. But it's okay, at least I'll have you Aunt Laura."
He noticed with surprise that his aunt looked at him rather strangely and the longer their eyes remained locked the more definite her light blush became.
Surely, she wasn't interested him like that when in her mind he was virtually a kid?
"That's a lovely thing to say to me. Oh, and another thing, as you are now a college man, Arnie and I agreed you should stop calling us uncle and aunt."
"Thanks, that makes me feel good being regarded as an adult."
"Well, you do now shave, don't you?"
"Yes, and do you?"
She giggled and said that comment was rather 'fresh' but she expected something like that because his status at college was a freshman.
The Horny Toad, after thinking deeply, smiled and said, "Do you shave?"
Laura looked at him carefully and said yes.
"Thanks for being open about that."
"Why?"
"Um, I guess it's because it confirms you mean to treat me like an adult."
Laura pulled him back against her left breast and sounding smug said, "With your confidence and thickening of the neck and shoulders you're now more of a man than a youth. I guess you chase after females on campus?"
"I make no apologies for such fraternization but one scarcely has to work at it. We are simply adhering to college tradition and even the skinny buck-toothed guys and lanky gals appear to get their share by merely waggling their tongue."
"Ah, that's how it was when I was a student there. For many of us it was our first real experience of total independence, especially females. Have you arranged for your bags to be delivered to our address?"
"No, I decided to travel light which is why I'm wearing a suit and have only one carry-on bag. After all, my stay is for only one week."
His aunt said, "That's clever thinking. I can always lend you some panties if you become short of something to wear."
"Are you flirting with me?"
"No but perhaps that's something to consider."
"What aren't you getting enough sex?"
Laura said sharply, "Stop it Lucas; that's becoming too personal."
He made no effort to apologize and continued the long walk to the car in silence until she said, "You are rather close to the mark and I apologize for being a little sharp."
"It's okay, what you do with your pussy is your business."
She frowned and asked, "What's happened to that rather polite young guy you used to be?"
"I guess that's the corruptive influence of college at work."
"I see, and have your conquests included an assistant professor or two?"
"Nah, too old, but I did nobble a female senior specialist in modern computer security."
"Oh really, and how old was she?"
"Thirty-eight."
"Christ Lucas, that's six years older than me"
He grinned and said he wasn't a guy who completed seductions by numbers, beginning by considering age and added perhaps they should talk about something else.
"Um, okay, but before we switch may I ask what's your opinion of my natural sexiness?"
Lucas said he declined to answer on the grounds she might hit him.
They laughed and he remained neutral as her breast squashed against his upper arm again. He figured it was just a mini-hug and where else was the breast to go, being her most prominent feature at that point of contact.
Laura drove up to a 2-level group of connected town houses and said it was in easy walking distance of the upmarket shops in Montana Ave.
"We were in a condo about two miles from here when you last visited us four years ago. This is closer to the beach and gives us easy access to the inter-state 405 which is actually the northern segment of the San Diego freeway. It's great at off-peak times for Arnie to get to points south."
"Oh, he's home already," she said, driving up to park beside a ruby red Lincoln.
Grumpy (according to Lucas's mom) came out to greet them, giving his wife a peck on the cheek and slapping her ass and he turned to Lucas with a hand outstretched and said warmly, "Hell kid you've stacked on the height and muscle."
"Hi Uncle Arnold, it's good to see you again."
"Drop the uncle bit, you're about entering the men's club. Be trendy like my wife and call me Arnie."
"Okay Arnie, Um mom and dad send their regards."
"Thanks, I get along well with your dad," Arnie said rather pointedly.
