My apologies to readers who have read Cleveland Dreams and are now reading this – the stories obviously have not been submitted in the order they probably should have been for the purists among you. As a relatively new author I was trying to put my best foot forward in my submissions. Having said that, I hope you enjoy this one!
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A few years ago, when my son was still in college, he announced that he was coming home for his spring break – an unusual event, since he and his friends usually headed off to warmer climates. He asked if he could bring his friend Ted home with him as Ted was at loose ends with limited funds. At first it seemed there was a conflict, because the break was scheduled for the same week my wife's best friend Penny was going to visit. Luckily we have a big house with a finished basement, and it was decided that Penny could stay in the guest bedroom as planned and Ted would sleep on the foldout couch in the basement. I passed this information on to my son and told him the visit was fine. He started telling me about Ted – what a good guy he was, how good an athlete he was – things like that. In passing, he also joked to me that one thing Ted took grief for at school was the size of his cock – it was reputed to be thirteen inches long when erect. He mentioned that Ted actually had problems getting dates despite his good looks because the girls were scared of his cock.
I went over the plans for the week with my wife Debbie and in the course of the conversation mentioned what my son had told me about Ted's cock. We both thought it was amusing because it was a problem most men would love to have, and part of the fantasies of both men and women. When the week finally came, Penny arrived before the two guys and we spent an evening unwinding with her, relaxing and drinking wine. Debbie mentioned that the house would be a little crowded because of Ted, but that she shouldn't worry – the basement was very comfortable and Ted would be fine. Since Penny hadn't seen the remodeled basement we all went downstairs to admire the new look. It was, in fact, very comfortable; a convertible sofa and some chairs were arranged around a big-screen television in one part of the great room. In another area was a full bath with a shower – all the comforts of home.
Back upstairs, we drank some more wine and chatted for a while. As the evening wore on I excused myself so the two women could talk without me and went upstairs to read in bed. Debbie came upstairs about an hour later and we talked for a few minutes before going to sleep. As she usually does, she told me all about Penny's personal life; she wasn't seeing anyone right now and was concerned that she was forty-two and not seriously involved with a man. That surprised me because she was a very attractive forty-two – long legs, a very shapely body accentuated by spectacular breasts, a classically beautiful face and long dark hair. Debbie also whispered that she had told Penny about Ted's rumored endowment but had sworn her to secrecy so poor Ted wouldn't be embarrassed.
Ted and Brett arrived the next day. Ted looked the part of a college athlete, about six-foot, two inches tall and well-muscled, but not overly so. Introductions were made, and I could have sworn Penny glanced down at Ted's crotch as they shook hands. Ted definitely checked her out; Penny was looking exceptionally good in a peasant blouse and fairly tight jeans. The blouse accentuated the size of her large breasts and gave a good view of cleavage, while the jeans highlighted a succulent ass. I was as interested as Ted but hopefully a little more discreet.
Later that evening we all decided to use the hot tub on our deck. Ted had to borrow one of my suits (Brett's were too small) and Penny had to borrow one from my wife. As usual the men were ready first, and we were comfortably set up in the hot tub by the time the women arrived. The two boys had beers and I had opened a bottle of wine for the ladies and me. When Debbie and Penny came out they were wearing robes, as there was a chill in the air. Debbie took her robe off, showing us a modest one-piece swimsuit. Then Penny slipped her robe off, revealing one of Debbie's more daring two-piece suits. The bottom was cut high on the hips, making her long legs seem even longer. But what made it more spectacular was the top. Penny's breasts were larger than Debbie's and the suit barely fit Debbie. On Penny the top looked like an impending eruption, her breasts threatening to burst out at any moment. I took a quick look at Brett and Ted; both of them were wide-eyed as they checked out Penny's body while she stepped into the tub. What surprised me even more was that Penny slipped between the two boys instead of sitting next to Debbie. The boys slid over to make room for her, keeping a respectable distance on either side.
We all relaxed in the hot water and drank, enjoying the evening and company. Penny drank her wine more quickly than usual, and soon was flirting harmlessly with both boys. She moved closer to Ted as the evening went by, and I started to wonder what was going on. By the end of the evening she was so close that her hip had to be touching Ted's. The bubbles and jets in the tub hid anything below the surface from view, but I could see her press her breast into his arm when she turned to talk to him. She was using her hands when she talked but kept them below the surface while listening.
I thought nothing more of it until later that evening when I started to go down to the basement with fresh towels for Ted. He and Brett were talking downstairs and apparently didn't know I was at the top of the stairs. Ted was talking quietly, but the sound traveled up the stairwell.
"So, what's with your Aunt Penny? She's a looker for her age! What is she – forty years old?"
"I guess," Brett answered. "She's not really my aunt. She's like an honorary aunt."
"Oh man, that's great to hear!" Ted exclaimed in a relieved voice.
