We had just returned from Ruby Lee's Steakhouse and were in the bedroom undressing. Had my clothes off in a flash. Down to my boxer briefs and a t-shirt, I stood and watched Auntie Em's dress slide down those long, slinky legs of hers and crumple to the floor. Her slip was next. There she stood in her shiny black granny style panties and matching bra.
I moved up behind her. "Let me help you," I whispered as I nuzzled her neck.
Auntie Em shivered and ground her ass into my developing boner. I reached for the clasp, got it undone, reached around to Auntie Em's front and put my hands on two of the greatest titties in the world.
Auntie Em pulled her bra the rest of the way off and dropped it next to her dress and slip. She kicked them away from her, reached back and wrapped her arm around my head.
"That feels so good," she said in a whisper. "Feels so damned good." She wiggled her ass once more.
I released my hold on her right breast and grabbed the waist band of my shorts. It was a bit of a struggle, using one hand, but I finally succeeded in getting them down far enough that I could wiggle out of them. Kicked them away to join the rest of the clothes.
I returned my hand to her breast, pulled her close and rubbed my magic wand against her panty covered ass. "Can't believe it's been nearly six months already," I whispered in her ear. "And I still want you just as much or more than that first day when we stood on the porch and waved goodbye to Mom and Dad."
"Yeah," she breathed huskily. I heard her giggle. "Rubbed my titties against your chest and you ran like a bitch-slapped sissy."
I laughed with her. "I didn't want to cum in my pants."
"Took me forever to work up the courage to do anything like that. Didn't know if you'd reject me or not. But I was so lonely. It had been a year since my boyfriend left me for his eighteen year old secretary."
I squeezed Auntie Em's supple milk bags softly, kissed her shoulder and licked her neck all the way up to her ear. "His loss is my gain," I said just before I took her earlobe between my lips and nibbled lightly.
Auntie Em shuddered, loosed her grip on my head and turned to kiss me. Just a brief lip to lip contact. The good stuff would come later.
"I think I would have found a way for us to get together," she told me. "You have been making my eyes wander since you were sixteen. Sometimes I'd go to bed at night trembling with desire and frustration. I wanted to make love with you so badly, but you were underage. That frustrated me so much that I'd have to relieve myself almost every night."
"He didn't mind?"
"He never knew," she replied. "I always waited until he'd fallen asleep."
I kissed her chin. "You don't have to worry about that now," I told her. "I'm here for you. You've got me forever if you want me."
Auntie Em put her arms around me and gave me a big hug. "Forever," she said. "Or until next Tuesday." I could feel her breath tickling the hairs on my chest as she giggled.
"Or whichever comes first," I replied. We both got a good laugh from that remark.
Auntie Em pushed herself away from me. "Let's get a shower and get ready for bed."
"Ah, bed," I said. I shucked my t-shirt. "That wonderful place where life is created." I reached for her panties, but Auntie Em was about a half a step ahead of me.
She stepped out of her panties and held the gusset up to my nose. Damned if granny style panties didn't crank my tractor. Especially shiny black ones!
"Let's hope so," she said as I licked the cotton lined crotch and inhaled her womanly scent.
Suddenly, I felt something warm cover my penis. I looked down. Auntie Em had taken me completely by surprise. While I was busy licking her panties, she had gone to her knees and was now sucking my steel rod.
Slowly, lovingly, she licked my woman pleaser. First the underside. Then the helmet and back down to my balls. She gave my nut sacks a tongue bath, occasionally taking one of them into her mouth. All the while, I was still licking and sniffing her panties.
I groaned in ecstasy when Auntie Em enveloped my rod with her mouth. Went all the way down to the root, she did. The way Auntie Em went about sucking a cock; she could have made the Pope turn atheist.
She had me so hot that I knew I would cum soon if she didn't stop. But, I didn't want her to stop! Every time she would pull back, I would lunge forward. It was on one of those forward strokes, that the phone rang.
"Hold that thought," Auntie Em joked as she pulled away, stood and hurried over to the phone. I followed her and sat down beside her, teasing her nipples and nibbling on her earlobe.
"Hello?" she said. She paused for a second and then said, "Hey, sis. You ain't due to call for another couple of days. What's up?"
Up until now, Mom had been calling once a week, like clockwork, on Sunday evenings. Here she was, on the phone, talking to Auntie Em and it was barely Thursday night.
Suddenly, Auntie Em went pale as a ghost. She dropped the phone, put her face in her hands and bawled like a baby.
My first thought was for Auntie Em. I hugged her in my arms. "What's wrong, Emma?" I asked.
She just sobbed even harder and pointed to the phone. I picked it up. "Mom?" I said, my voice full of questions that I didn't know the answers to.
"Aaron," she began. She rarely called me by my given name unless something was wrong.
"Yes, Mom," I said haltingly.
"Aunt Emma okay?" she asked.
I looked at my auntie. She had stopped crying. Her cheeks were flushed and her makeup was running.
"She don't look so good," I told my mother. "What's wrong?"
Mom hit me with a bombshell. Hit me right in my stomach. Hard. I nearly dropped the phone myself. "Your father's dead," she said matter-of-factly, as if she were discussing a new recipe with a friend. "Died about an hour and a half ago."
"Why?" I gasped. "What happened? I thought he was going to get a new heart."
"He was, baby. They just couldn't get it in time. He was too far down on the list."
