"I wanted to show you this before I go," Kevin Evans told his friend Brent as he pulled up to the side of his buddy's house. "Hop in for a second."
"Where you off to?" Brent asked after hoping in the passenger side of the car.
"My Aunt Mandy's down in Hudson," Kevin explained.
"Wasn't she just up here for a couple of days with your uncle?" Brent asked. "The little blonde that looks a lot like your Mom?"
"The same."
"How come you're going to go see her? I would think that after a couple of days of them underfoot the last thing you would want to do is see them again," Brent opined, adding. "Even though your Aunt Mindy is kinda cute. Like your Mom."
"They are sisters after all," Kevin reminded his friend. "Although I doubt whether my mother is anywhere near as kinky as Aunt Mindy is. She's crazier than even you or me."
"Kinky?"
"Oh yes, as you will soon see here, thanks to my ingenious use of cameras out in our hallway at home."
"You still playing with that stuff?" Brent asked. "I figured that after you thought your old man found out you had their bedroom bugged you swore you would give that shit up?"
"This isn't any bedroom stuff, it's just the hallway of our house," Kevin said as he positioned the laptop so they both could see. "No harm in that. See? Mom and Dad's room is at the end, and then there's the bathroom and then my bedroom. You can't see the guest room where my aunt and uncle stayed."
"Not very clear," Brent noted as he looked at the grainy image on the screen.
"Hey, I'm not Fellini. It's a freaking security camera. You'll be able to see well enough though, believe me," Kevin assured his friend as he sped the film up. "It took me all day yesterday to edit this down. And here's my Aunt Mandy going to the bathroom."
"She looks like a little kid," Brent suggested as the woman in a modest nightie went into the bathroom and closed the door.
"She's petite, just like my Mom is only even more so."
"How old is she?"
"A little older than my mother, so I'm guessing she's 50." Kevin explained as they waited for Aunt Mindy to come out of the bathroom, and when she did her nephew provided commentary. "Now where are you going Aunt Mindy? Your room is the other way."
"What's she doing?" his friend asked when after a moment where the tiny blonde paused in the middle of the hallway, she tiptoed down to the closed door of her sister and her husband.
"This was Saturday night, so unless I'm mistaken, that means my Mom and Dad are fucking," Kevin chuckled as they looked at the little woman leaning against the master bedroom door.
"What's she up to, listening?" Brent cackled, and then roared when he saw the back of his friend's aunt's nightie rise up to expose part of her butt. "Holy shit! She's frigging herself!"
"Told you she was kinky," Kevin agreed as they watched the grainy image of the middle-aged woman with her hand up under the bottom of her nightie.
"Nice ass for an old lady," Kevin buddy opined as they watched, and when Aunt Mindy was done she straightened out her nightie and went back up the hall to the guest room. "I have to admit that I feel like a pervert but watching that was hot."
"There's more," Kevin told his friend while he fast forwarded a bit. "That was Saturday night, and this part coming up is going to be Sunday night."
"Your parents screw a lot more that mine do," Brent commented as once again the petite middle-aged lady went down the hall, but this time Mandy just stood there and looked down the end of the hall. "What's she doing? Listening to hear your folks?"
"No my friend," Kevin snickered as his aunt made baby steps past the bathroom. "What my Aunt Mindy has noticed is that the bedroom door at the far end of the hall is open a bit."
"You left it open?"
"Just in case Aunt Mindy was bored I wanted to give her something to look at," Kevin related. "My bedroom curtains were wide open, and that let the moonlight shine right on the bed where a certain constantly horny dude you may know is sprawled on his back naked as the day he was born with the sheet down at his feet."
"Fuck!" Brent choked as he watched the woman go down the the end of the hall and suddenly throw herself backwards after looking in. "Was your cock hard?"
"Halfway, and it was a struggle to just lay there and pretend I was sleeping and not pop a boner," Kevin told his pal. "That's it Aunt Mandy. Look in. Don't worry. I'm sleeping."
"Un-fucking real." Brent mumbled as he watched the woman leaning back and pulling her nightie up so she could do the same thing she had done the night before, her hand furiously working in her crotch as her legs bowed open. "You can even see her pussy. Does she shave it?"
"Don't think so. There's a little hair down there but I think she's like my Mom and just doesn't have much of a bush," Kevin suggested as they watched the lady try not to slide down to the floor as she came, and then after she recovered simply straightened up and went back to her room. "And that's it."
"That's enough," Brent told his friend. "Having an aunt that's a voyeur? Incredible. What if your Mom came out of her room to go to the bathroom?"
"That would have been interesting, wouldn't it? My Mom watching her sister finger herself while her precious 18 year old son is sleeping?" Kevin wondered aloud. "But she didn't."
"So what do you do plan on doing with that little movie - after you send me a copy that is?" Brent asked hopefully.
"What I'm going to do," Kevin mused as he checked the clock on the dashboard before closing up the laptop and holding it aloft, "is take a trip down to my Aunt Mandy's and show her this little flick."
"What are you planning? Going to blackmail her?"
"No, I would never do that. That would be wrong, but I've been paying attention to my Aunt Mandy the last few years. Little things like the way she acts and the stuff she does when nobody is watching," Kevin explained. "That, plus overhearing my Mom talking to my Dad about her sister once when they didn't know I was around. About how her big sister was always a pig ever since they were growing up and how she thought Mandy was a sex addict."
"Damn."
