Tommy had just come in from hanging out with Fred and Sammy, listening to rap and drinking illegal beers and fighting the summertime blues in dear old Charleston. The drive out to the Oaks, his aunt's sprawling plantation estate, had cooled him off enough so that the main house's air conditioning gave him a little thrill of a chill. He was about to go upstairs when he saw that there was a light on in the 'library' as Circe called the large recreational room that faced the pool area behind the house. He walked back and was surprised to see Circe, his aunt, sitting in one of the large overstuffed chairs. It wasn't the drink in her hand that surprised him, because his aunt certainly enjoyed her evening libation. That, however, usually took place before dinner, not at eleven o'clock at night. Still, that also wasn't the surprise. It was her outfit, or lack of one, that got his attention. Circe was clad in a sheer black, lacy negligee and from what he could tell, very little else.
"Ahem. Good evening, Circe. You're up late, aren't you?"
"Of course I'm up late. What you're hinting at is that I'm up late and drinking and you're right. Come in and join me. Would you like a drink?"
"A real drink?"
"Of course. Why would I be offering a drink to you at this hour?"
"Uh, sure, I'd love a real drink. I'll get myself a Scotch in that case. Is there... some special ... occasion you're celebrating here?"
"No... well, yes, I guess it is special" She sat, sipping her drink, while Tommy went to the bar and poured himself a glass of single-malt. "I see you've already learned to appreciate the finer things. That's good, because you should, being the scion of the family and future leader of our clan. Where's your sister tonight?"
"Tamara? She's out with Sarah, somewhere, I suppose. I don't keep tabs on her social life. We're twins, not lovers." He laughed at his joke, but stopped when his aunt didn't seem to appreciate it. "Are you going to tell me what we're celebrating?"
"We're celebrating your birthday, idiot. You finally turned eighteen last week and it's time for your birthday present."
"You already gave me a birthday present, Circe. The watch, it was a really great birthday present and I'm wearing it now. You're giving me another present?"
"Me? No, I'm not giving you another present. I am your birthday present." She stood up slowly and put her drink down on the table beside her chair. There was an odd expression on her face for a moment, but then she seemed to shrug it off. "I'm your father's birthday present to you for turning eighteen. I'm your plaything for all summer."
He stood there stunned, his drink forgotten, as he looked at her lush body and full breasts with those rosy nipples that showed so proudly erect through her negligee. Circe walked slowly across the room and took his drink and placed it on a table. He'd seen his aunt around the pool often, lounging in her bikini. Truthfully, he'd thought it would be great to have a go at her, but he'd dismissed those thoughts as teenage daydreams!
"Are you going to tell me you haven't thought about having me? I thought all Southern lads lusted after their sisters and aunts. Haven't you ever thought about it?"
"Uh, well, yeah, yeah, I won't lie about it. I've had dreams about ... about having a... getting it on with you... and with Tamara, too."
"Your sister? Why am I not surprised, knowing our family? Anyway, I'm not Tamara's birthday present. I'm yours. Now, since she isn't here what about me is it that you like?"
"Well, damn! Well, you're hot, you've got a hot body and you don't mind showing it off around me ... and others... Listen, is this really for real?" His aunt just smiled at him and let her negligee gape open slightly. "Holy shit..." Her full breasts were partially visible as was a darkness that had to be a slender line of shaved pubic hair! "Just... just what did you mean about you being my dad's birthday present to me?"
"Just that, I'm afraid. Your father said I was to be your coming-of-age present for the entire summer, to do with as you want."
"You're talking about Dad, my father, your brother? He said I could have you to do anything I want with? Are you serious? No, I can see you're serious, but do you always do what he tells you to do?"
"Yes. Yes, I do. Tommy, you have to know that your father controls all the wealth that this family has and those in the family who don't obey him don't enjoy any of the benefits of being a family member. But I've always had to do whatever your father wants. My father gave me to Randy, your father, when he turned eighteen. It's a family tradition."
"Circe, is this some kind of weird, crazy joke? You're telling me that Dad has been ... he's been having you, literally having you to take to bed since you were eighteen? This is so... wild! Crazy! And now you're telling me he's given you to me to... to do whatever I want to with you? You mean that if I strip down and tell you to get down on your knees and do me, that you'll do it?"
"There's only one way to be sure, I suppose. Are you telling me to do you?"
Tommy laughed and said an emphatic yes. He quickly stripped off his clothes and stood naked before his aunt. "All right! Drop the robe, Circe!" She did as he'd ordered and stood before him, nude, her dark nipples and narrow strip of dark pubic hair showing against her tanned body. He reached out slowly and cupped both of her breasts, letting his fingers play with her nipples. He laughed again when he felt them swell beneath his caresses. "This is marvelous! This is the birthday present to end all birthday presents! Open your legs, Circe."
He swallowed hard as he watched her obey and he got hard as he let his hand trail down over the swell of her belly and through her wisp of pubic hair. She gave a little gasp as his fingers found her clit and teased across the tender lips of her clit. With his other hand he pulled her to him, her breasts pressing against his bare chest, her lips opening to receive his kiss and his tongue. He was thrilled when her tongue came between his lips. After a long, hot kiss he leaned back and looked at her.
"I'm going to try you out! I'm going to see just how far you'll go. Get down on your knees, Circe, and do me."
