As Aunt Eileen and I entered the house, our bodies covered in mud, laughing as we made our way up the stairs and down the hall to her bedroom. We paused for just a moment and looked lovingly into each other's eyes, we just held each other close for brief moment. As we parted, she grabbed two towels from the linen closet, tossed one over to me, "You are going to join me, right?" I did not answer, just took her by the hand and led her into shower stall, just off the bedroom.
We entered the cramped space, she reached in to set the water to just the right temperature. As she did, My left hand gave her "love smack" on her backside. She just turned to me shaking her head, "What am I to do with you, Bri?"
"Seems you already found plenty of things to do with me," I answered back.
"You're a brat!" she sneered.
I just shrugged my shoulders as she stepped into the shower. I just watched for a bit seeing the dirt and sweat fall off her gorgeous and firm body, still not believing we were doing what were together. I could not fathom that I would be making love to my own Aunt, but as fate would have it I most certainly was. As she reached for the soap, I grabbed her hand, she pulled me in to stand directly in front of this unbelievable specimen of womanhood. I took hold of the soft soap and applied a dabble to my palm, working up the lather. I started at her neck, gently, rhythmically working it into her neck area, slowly and teasingly.
Continuing to watch her face, seeing eyes close shut and soft cooing sounds coming from her was just overcoming me. I worked my way down her shoulders, arms and hands, she was smooth as glass. Just lathered her entire body from neck to toe, then watched as she rinsed off, her now silky white body, glistening and beads formed all over her. I was just flabbergasted by what was transpiring. My knees just buckled, she teased me so by not allowing me to touch her after that. Just watched her wash her own hair, her gyrating movements, left me spellbound.
When she finished her "Tease Session" she returned the favor, of washing my body. Feeling her touching me was sensation indescribable. She was gentle and methodical, paying such attention to every inch of me, I now knew what she must have felt. We finished rinsing, not a single word was spoken the whole time, the actions just said it all. We stepped out of the shower and dried each other off, touching each other in same spots, at same time. We opened the door to step back into air-conditioned bedroom, where our lips were about to meet...
But as fate would have it, the phone rang. "Fuck!" Eileen exclaimed. I tried not to laugh, but my Aunt does not swear much out of the bedroom, so to hear her say this, just cracked me up. She grabbed the phone and said:
"Yes Dear, You have to go tonight?"
"I know it's your job, but it's..."
"Alright! When can I expect you back?"
"Your sure, Tomorrow? Alright, I love You."