Note: This is the start of the Aunt Cathy series. It's set after the cruise series but can be read as a standalone. All the familiar faces will be around, along with some new ones.
We got home from the cruise a week after leaving. The ride home was uneventful, everyone keeping to themselves the things they'd done and secretly hoping the people they had done them with would keep it a secret as well.
I didn't say anything about it to anyone. I just rode home and looked at the women in my life, my mom, Aunt Cathy, Aunt KK, Stephanie, and Lily.
I had had my cock in each one of them and they'd all felt great. I hoped to have more.
We got home and my mom ignored the situation. I guess she thought that what'd she'd done on the cruise should stay on the cruise. I hoped she'd changed her mind, but I didn't want to push her. She'd come around. Maybe.
We hovered around each other with our want hanging in the air.
In the meantime, I just watched her; in her swimsuit in our pool, in her yoga pant, in her t-shirts that barely hid her bra-less breasts around the house.
I noticed her and I made sure she noticed me noticing. But she didn't act on it and I didn't want to push her.
We'd made love and fucked and done everything in between. I wanted to continue but if she didn't, I wouldn't press.
I was thinking about all of them. Aunt KK with her soft, fat ass. Lily with her big soft tits. Stephanie with her wide hips and tight ass.
And of course, Aunt Cathy. She'd been the best and the worst. She was fat and ugly and I wasn't sure how I felt about her, but she had given me some unique experiences. I'd loved taking control of her and making her mine while she pretended not to like it.
I spent a couple of weeks thinking about them and jacking off at night. I wanted to feel a woman and not just my hand.
We were home and the summer was only just beginning. I didn't want to waste it jerking off when I could maybe have more.
It was a few weeks after the cruise, and I think they had all been ignoring me. I was eating breakfast, staring at my mom's ass in a pair of yoga pants, formulating a plan on what to do when I got a text from Aunt Cathy.
Get over here! Now! You little shit!
I couldn't help but smile. Typical Aunt Cathy.
What's up?
Get over here! Now!
Where r u?
Home! Where do you fucking think! Tell your mom I need your help with yard work.
I wondered what was up. I had a feeling I knew.
On my way.
"Hey, listen, gotta run," I told my mom. "Aunt Cathy wants some help with some yard work."
She looked at me skeptically. "Since when do you help Cathy with yard work?"
"Since she offered to pay me."
That didn't ease the skepticism in my mom's eyes. "Really? Cathy pays you?"
I shrugged. "We bonded on the cruise. She likes me now." I threw her a big smile, hoping she'd remember the way we'd bonded too.
"Ok, see you later then," she said. Mom gave me a hug and I felt her body up against mine. "Just be home for dinner, ok. I've got something special planned."
She had a little twinkle in her eye, and I knew this was going to be a dinner I didn't want to miss.
I left and walked the mile to my Aunt Cathy's house, wearing athletic shorts and a t-shirt. I wondered what the fuss was all about. On the way Aunt Cathy texted me again.
Don't go thru the front!
Ok... why?
We need to talk. Climb up to my balcony.
Uh?
You heard me. Come up the balcony to my room.
I had no idea what this was about. She wanted me to come up the balcony to her room. What was going on?
My aunt and uncle had a large two-story house about a mile from ours in a joining neighborhood. I'd been there a million times and never once had climbed the balcony. What was she wanting?
I got there and snuck through their yard to the back of the house. There was a large picture window, and I could see Lily, Stephanie, and my uncle all sitting at their table eating pancakes. It would have made a nice picture.
I looked up to the balcony and could see French doors that were thrown open.