This is based on a true story and takes place in June of 2010 when I was 21 years old. I'm Jeremiah and I'm 6' and 211 pounds of lean southern gentleman. I was raised to be respectful to women and appreciative of what women's bodies offer. I take care of myself so I can offer ladies the best that I can be. To achieve this, I would leave home at 4:30 every weekday morning and run a few miles and hit the weights at my college's rec center before I head off to classes or to work. I pushed myself pretty hard and have concerned many other members when they found me stretched out just chilling on the hallway's ice cold concrete floor after running a 16 minute two mile warmup.
I still lived at home and didn't have much of a relationship with my dad, stepmom and half brother. My parents had a bitter divorce that really hurt my relationship with my dad and his new family so I only came home to sleep. My dad allowed me to have a room so he could spend more on his new family and not on a college dorm. My dad likes much younger women so it's no surprise he married Linda my step mom twenty-two years ago when she was twenty and he was thirty-nine.
There's not much to be said about Linda other than she cooks and keeps the place clean. She's not much to look at due to letting herself go after having my step brother Daniel who back then was an eleven year old spoiled brat who loved to cause trouble for me at every opportunity. The thing I liked most about Linda is her thirty year old sister Aunt Petra.
Petra is two years younger than Linda and is a shy red head that recently had a divorce and could not get her feet under her before a broken down rust bucket left her without a way to work and soon after she had no choice but to move in with us. She is 5'-1" and 105 pounds of not much else than booty! She has no need for a bra and is slim everywhere except her hips that flair out to 30". She also has that dick hardening gapped gait where her thighs are soft but don't touch leaving room for daylight to shine the way!
I was in the spare bedroom so Petra was left with the couch for the first month living with us. I offered her my bed but I had to curl up to fit on the couch and would often be up studying in my room long after everyone else was asleep or be up whacking off. I would fantasize of Petra in the years since we met at dad and Linda's wedding about us at one of my step mom's family gatherings where we end up alone and me making a move on a reluctant yet submissive step aunt. Then folding her over a piece of furniture, dropping her jeans and fucking her bare, risking family finding us.
