Life for me was going pretty good, I had a great job and my own house and no husband....by choice. I liked living the single life. I had lots of friends, went out a lot, dated on and off, but never felt like the time was right to settle down.
Some of my friends thought once that I hit forty maybe I might want to have a family, but I had my nieces and nephews and I was always everyone's favorite aunt, spoiling them all at Christmas and birthdays and that was enough for me.
My older sister lived down in the South Island, so I didn't see her as much as I would like, but her son James had always been my favorite nephew and often he would come up to Auckland to stay with me in the school holidays while to give his mom a break and I would take a week off work to spend time with him.
We always had lots of fun and I was more like a big sister to him and being as I didn't have any kids of my own, I always spoilt him rotten and took him out to the mall and brought things for him and we used to go to the movies together and just hang out like mates.
James thought I was pretty cool because I wasn't like most adults he knew. I liked a lot of the music he liked and I treated him more like an adult than a kid even when he was one. Also I was the first to say I thought it would look wicked if he got a tattoo or piercing some day, even though his parents weren't very impressed with me encouraging him. Anyway we got on really well but as he got older he came up to visit me less and less, he just got busy with his own life.
He had a couple of girlfriends here and there but nothing serious. Mostly he spent his time with school and being on his computer or play station. My sister would fill me in on any news whenever I rang her.
I hadn't seen James for a couple of years when suddenly he rang me to say he was coming up to Auckland for this concert he wanted to see and also there was this body art exhibition the same weekend and he wanted to know if it was cool for him to stay a few days with me. I was of course very happy to hear from him and told him that he was always welcome to stay at my place any time and that it would be like old times and we could do fun stuff like we used to.
He really had no intention of going to the movies or anything with his dear old aunt, he just couldn't afford to pay for accommodation on top of the flight cost, but he agreed that would be great just to keep things smooth.
James also didn't mention that he had been talking to this girl he met online for a couple of months and she was going meet him at this concert. Her name was Amy, she was two years older than him, gothic, and she was hot and if her online behavior was anything to go by, James knew he was going to be getting lucky.
I was very excited about seeing James again, it was 3 years since he had stayed with me and since then I'd only talked to him on the phone a few times, usually to wish him a merry Christmas or a happy birthday or both at once being as they were so close.
Now and then we had briefly spoken when he happened to pick up the phone when I had rang my sister.
I felt quite excited about James' visit, I went and got my hair done and brought some new clothes because I wanted to look nice for him when I picked him up from the airport.
I hardly recognized him when I saw him.....where was that cute little boy I used to know? But there he was, all grown up and looking damn hot with long black hair, pierced lip and eyebrow and dressed all in black.
James knew me though as soon as he saw me and came over and gave me a big hug.
"Hey! Good to see you Aunt Marie! You're looking well."
James couldn't help but notice that I smelt good too as I hugged him back and gave him a friendly hello kiss on the cheek.
"Wow James! I almost didn't know it was you, you look so different."
I was trying not to stare, but my eyes were checking him out.
"Different good or different bad?" he asked cheekily, raising a pierced eyebrow.
"Oh! Most definitely good!" I replied with a grin still staring as I watched him bend over to pick up his luggage, checking out his ass in those black pants.....it was all I could do not to drool as I had long had a thing for the gothic look.
I thought to myself I had better keep reminding myself that he is my nephew and half my age and try to get my act together. So on the way home from the airport to my place, we caught up on things at home and he told me about how school was going and his plans to work next year then travel some. We were chatting away about everything like we used to and all the time I had in the back of my mind how good he looked.
Meantime James was thinking to himself if that girl didn't show then maybe he might make a move, but then he reminded himself that I was his aunt and that he needed somewhere to stay so not worth the risk in case I freaked out if he was to come on to me.
When we got home to my place, there were only a couple of hours before he was going out to meet this girl at the concert. He had just told me that he was meeting friends there, because he didn't want to tell me about Amy in case she didn't show.
I showed James to the spare room where he used to stay and nothing much had changed except now it had a double bed in it instead of a single, which he thought to himself might come in handy if things go well tonight with Amy.
He unpacked some things and went and had a shower to freshen up before going out. When he finished showering, on the way back to his room, I glanced up and smiled at him, thinking how good he looked with just a white towel around his waist and his long black hair wet and dripping down his back.
He saw me smile and came over to me in the kitchen.
"Hey Aunt Marie, I thought you might want to see my tatt I told you about that I got for my eighteenth birthday." and he turned around to show me his back.
"Wow! That is so cool James.....did it hurt?" I said and instinctively reached out and touched it, my finger running down his spine following the design on his still wet skin.
"Nah, not much. I thought you might like it." he replied, turning back around and smiling at me.
He was trying to ignore the fact that my touch on his skin felt really good and as he walked back to his room to get changed, he was thinking to himself....damn I've got to get laid soon, even my aunt is turning me on, as my touch had caused him to harden a little.
After he was ready, I offered to drop him off at the venue and gave him my spare key to get back in as I was going out with a girlfriend and didn't know when I would be home.
As soon as I had driven off, he sent a text to Amy and he was pleased to find out she was already there and waiting for him.
