It was a pretty normal wedding. My older cousin Jack finally married his girlfriend Venus after about 5 years together, and most of our family showed up. Venus looked nice in her dress that showed off her hips and cleavage. I kept thinking to myself that Jack was a lucky guy to end up with a woman like that.
The reception was really nice. It was in the dining hall of the hotel most of us were staying at. Of course, because I was single and didn't bring a date, a bunch of my cousins and aunts wanted to dance with me. It wasn't too bad, but I wished that their would have been some friends of theirs I could have danced with too.
Towards the end of the night, I was sitting at the table sipping on some wine when my aunt Caitlin came and sat next to me. She was wearing a yellow and white flowery tank dress that came down to her knees, and white open-toed heels. Her light-red hair fell down to her shoulders. Her hazel eyes were barely open, so I knew she was either tired, or had a little too much to drink.
"Hey Nicky, how you doin' tonight?" she asked me. I smiled at her, knowing that she was the only one that called me Nicky instead of Nick, and only when she was drunk.
"I'm fine, Aunt C. Just enjoying the night."
"Yeah, I saw you dancing out there. You're such a nice boy for dancing with your aunts like that, especially me. You know I have two left feet."
I laughed, thinking to myself that I haven't been a boy in a long time. "It's no problem, Aunt C. You weren't too bad out there yourself."
"You're just saying that because I'm your aunt." Her head swayed a little as she said this.
"Aunt C, I'm a little tired, and you look like you are too. Can you walk me upstairs to my room?" I knew that if I just said she was tipsy, that would most likely cause an argument.
"Yeah, that's a good idea. I've had enough dancing for one night."
I stood up and held out my hand. She took it used my arm for support as we began walking. The only person who even noticed us was my mom, and I just told her I was helping Aunt C upstairs. She just nodded in understanding and went back to dancing with my father.
As we took the elevator up to her floor, Caitlin leaned into me more. I could still smell her perfume, with it's floral scent. She just kept rambling on about how I was such a good nephew, unlike some of my cousins who didn't bother with her. I just kept silent and made sure she didn't fall. The elevator arrived and we stepped out and walked down the hall to her room. She reached into her purse, pulled out the card key, and opened the door. We stepped in and I gently kicked the door closed behind us.
I walked Caitlin over to the bed and sat her down. She leaned back against the pillows and kicked her shoes off, causing them to fall to the carpet. I turned to get her a bottle of water from the mini fridge across the room. When I turned back around, Caitlin's dress was down to her waist, showing her strapless white lace bra which was holding up her still-ample cleavage. As I watched in stunned silence, she stood up and slid the dress off to the floor. I was shocked to see my aunt wearing a matching white lace thong. I felt a twitch in my pants at the sight before I came to my senses and walked over to her to give her the bottle of water.