We only barely had 3 hours of sleep when Lisa's alarm clock rang. 8:30am.
Another day of the tour was ahead.
I kissed her good morning as she went to clean up in the bathroom. I put on my pants back on and hurried back to my own room, anticipating a morning-call. Sure enough, within 2 minutes, there was a loud and urgent knock on my door.
Knock knock knock...
"Greg!!! Wake up!! Breakfast's at nine!"
Knock knock...
I throw my clothes on the sofa and hurriedly took off my pants. Wrapped in blanket, I pretended to have just gotten out of bed and went to greet her at the door. There she was, my Aunt Lucy, my companion for the trip in England, mom's younger sister.
"Yes aunt, I know! Come in and help yourself," I said cheekily as I went to the bathroom.
"Help myself huh! You meant help you clean your room!" She nagged as she shut the door.
I laughed and stepped into the shower. My head and body needed some clearing up after a night of steamy hot sex.
It may seem weird for a nephew to accompany his aunt for a holiday. Well, I was supposed to be at home had it not been that fucking husband of hers. It was supposed to be a planned romantic holiday (they call it second honeymoon) for them, but after finding him sleeping with a girl half his own age (he was 45), Lucy promptly kicked him out of the house and filed for divorce. Not wanting to waste the ticket, she asked my mom to go with her, but she in turn requested me to go with her since I was having my school break and mom was busy with work. I would have volunteered anyway. Who would turn down a free holiday? After a change of room arrangement with the hotel, here we are in England!
Aunt Lucy was a good, traditional Chinese woman. She always wore conservative clothes so as not to attract the attention of other men. A faithful woman like her certainly did not deserve a cheating husband. At 42, though she did not have a drop dead gorgeous body, she did maintained relatively well.
I stepped out of the bathroom to realize that room was clean and tidy again. There was Lucy sat on the sofa, watching the morning news and waiting for me.
"Hurry up, or we'll be late..." Lucy sang it to a tune as I caught her staring at my half naked body.
"I'll be done in a bit. You look good today by the way," I replied. It was true. She was in a bright yellow spaghetti top which showed her white bra straps clearly. It was probably the first time I saw her so lightly dressed. I heard her sighed as if to disapprove my compliment.
During sight-seeing that day, Aunt Lucy was hounded by the English men. She didn't seem to enjoy the attention though, as she was always looking for me, hooking her arm under mine which make other men get the hint and walk away. I quite like the way she held onto me all day, as I got to brush her breasts a few times. We were like a couple to everyone else, but to us, I was just her "bodyguard" for the day.
7:30pm and it was free and easy time. Aunt Lucy wanted to follow me to the hotel pub tonight, much to my surprise. We both went back to our rooms to wash up.
45 minutes later, Aunt Lucy greeted me at the elevator where I had been waiting for her. She was in a strapless black top, showing her bare shoulders. This time, I could not see any bra straps on. We went into the same elevator where Lisa and I was in last night. Same elevator, different woman, but the same sexual urge in me. She didn't talk, and I just admired her body. I was beginning to view her as a desirable woman now, my cock started to get stiff but that was the limit I would go with her. She was my aunt after all.
As we entered the pub, I immediately spotted Lisa there and motioned to my aunt to join her. After introducing Aunt Lucy to Lisa, we sat there and talked about general stuff. Aunt Lucy seemed kinda surprise that I was so close to Lisa. She then excused herself and moved over to the bar table, seemingly to give us free space to get alone. She didn't need to do that as all three of us were enjoying the company of each other.
After about 40 minutes I saw Aunt Lucy rather agitated as two men had their arms around her. I immediate rushed over, where I could hear her shouting "No... No... NO!!" Lisa saw us having a scuffle and walked over to break the fight. Apparently, the two men were her colleagues.
"I'm sorry Lisa, I have to bring my Aunt up as I think she's a little drunk." I was apologetic.
"Actually I'm done for tonight too. Let's go together." She replied.
Aunt Lucy must have drank very little because she didn't smell much of alcohol, but I know she was a no-drinker. She was tipsy anyway. Her bare shoulders were knocked against me, as I held tightly onto her as we walked to the lift.
