I'm eighteen and I'm much too old to need a babysitter. You'd think it would be me that watched my younger siblings but Mom doesn't think I'm mature enough to handle the responsibility.
Aunt Heather is always the one to come watch the kids and I don't mind her company one bit. She's the cool Aunt. The one that buys you nudey magazines and orders your favorite meal.
Mom leaves at six and Aunt Heather arrives just a little late.
"I stopped to get pizza!" Aunt Heather announces as she walks through the door.
Aunt Heather is petite but has large breasts and a large booty. She's got long, blonde hair that reaches passed her shoulders.
She wears tank tops and very tight, high-wasted denim jeans. Jeans so tight you can see her panty outline.
Mom and Aunt Heather are sister's and they're very close. So close that out of five other siblings we're the only ones that know Aunt Heather is a lesbian.
We sit down to eat at the table and Aunt Heather pulls movies out of her purse as a surprise. She's brought the kids a movie and a more adult oriented movie for us to watch after my siblings go to sleep.
We watch the kids movie and it's time for my little brother and sister to go to sleep. I help by getting them a glass of water.
I'm slim, small for eighteen. In all areas. I'm very short with a short, black faux hawk. The only thing big on my entire body is my booty. Having a very tiny dick and an ass a girl would love to have on her body might be what led me to so much confusion during my formative years.
Once the kids are asleep Aunt Heather pulls out the movie she's brought for is to secretly watch. It's Girls Gone Wild.
"I know you'll like this one because it's flashing girls and it's sort of funny." Aunt Heather says while she shimmies her booty to make room for me on the loveseat.
I'm only wearing my boxer shorts. They're black with little Valentine's day hearts all over them.
"Now, I don't want to see that thing of yours come up, mister, have some self control!" She says while pointing at my crotch.