My date with Kelly was an epic failure. As I drove to her house, all I could do was think of what had transpired earlier at Aunt Lisa's. Kelly and I went out and grabbed dinner and chatted, but she kept saying how "off" I seemed compared our first date.
She was dressed in tight jeans that accentuated her curvaceous body, but all I could do was think of Aunt Lisa. Auntie made my mind race and my entire body tremble. As attractive as Kelly looked, I felt like she could never compare to the touch of Aunt Lisa.
Needless to say, Kelly had me drop her off rather early and slammed the car door as she stormed inside. I knew I should feel bad or even sorry, but I could only smile as I thought of Auntie. I drove home and jerked off twice thinking about my encounter before I finally fell asleep.
I was woken by a knock on my bedroom door. It was my mother. She poked her head in the door way and whispered, "Sorry to wake you Hun, but I am running out to do a few errands. Auntie called and said what a big help you were last night and wanted to know if you could run over later and help her put together a bookshelf she ordered."
I was dazed from my deep sleep, but perked up quickly and mumbled, "Yeah...sure."
Mom whispered again, "How was your date?"
I suddenly noticed my mom was starring at my massive hard on that was pitching a tent under the blankets. I quickly turned to my side and replied, "Um... it was so so."
Mom smirked saying, "Well that's a shame, but thanks for helping Auntie. I know she really appreciates it."
Mom left and I watched from the upstairs window as her car backed out of the driveway. My father was gone as well; I assumed he was drinking at his buddies like usual. I was still beaming from last night and took a long hot shower to clear my head.
It was a little after noon by the time I was dressed and drove the fifteen minute drive towards Aunt Lisa's. I was nervous and felt a little guilty; I wondered if things were going to be awkward now. Things happened so fast last night and to make things even more stressful, mom saw me with a hard on. I tried to focus on the music from the radio and not fall prey to my racing thoughts.
I parked in my Aunt's driveway and walked towards the front door. My heart was racing as I walked. My hands trembled and I knocked lightly on the door rather than ring the doorbell.
I heard foot steps from inside coming down the hallway and the door quickly swung open. Aunt Lisa was standing in the door way in a white bathrobe with her hair tied up. She smiled warmly saying, "Bryan, you're here earlier than I thought you'd be. Come in."
I stepped in from the chilly December air and before I could say a word, Auntie hugged me tightly. She pressed her head into my chest and I melted. Despite my nerves, my cock was growing rapidly in my jeans.
I lightly caressed her back saying, "Auntie, I'm sorry if I came to early...Mom said you needed help with a bookshelf..."
She pulled away from our embrace and without a word, took my hand and led me up the staircase. I followed her up the elegant staircase towards the master bedroom. My mouth was dry and I couldn't think.
The master bedroom was dark and all the shades were drawn. She kept pulling my hand and led me through the bedroom into the master bathroom.
She let my hand go and quietly shut the large door. She walked toward the center of the giant bathroom and sat on a large bench seat and motioned for me to sit next to her.
I sat quickly, attempting to hide my hard on with my hand. The bathroom was bigger than most living rooms. The white tile and dark granite counters were spotlessly clean and in the corner of the room was large Jacuzzi tub. It looked as though it could easily accommodate four adults. Across from the tub was a huge glass shower stall that was lined with shower heads. Aunt Lisa was a lawyer and seemed have no problem with cash flow.
As I sat on the padded bench in the center of the room beside my Aunt she jumped to her feet and said, "Oh, I almost forgot."
Auntie stood and walked to a panel on the wall and dimmed the lights and leaned against the vanity. "That's better...Oh Bryan, I'm exhausted...I've been up all night. After you left Uncle Scott stopped by and took our daughter for the rest of the weekend."
I hesitantly asked, "I thought he was out of the picture for good?"
Auntie replied with a sigh, "Last night I realized I have been trying to do everything on my own and it's impossible. Scott has been offering to help share the load and I finally accepted that even if he isn't going to be my husband anymore, I need to let him see his own daughter."
