As my mother left the house for her 6 month business trip, she waved me goodbye, and drove away. I got my bags ready, and got in the car. I can't believe that I get to stay at my sexy MILF aunts house for 6 months! I get to have her all to myself.
I nervously laughed, and got back to my senses. No, she wouldn't do that. She wouldn't just go and fuck her full grown 19 year old nephew, right? I mean, she's around ~30 - 35 years old, she still must have a husband, and a kid, as she did when I last saw her, which she values her relationship with, right?
Boy, was I wrong.
It was an hour drive from my house to her house, which included a 10 minute long drive up through the mountains, until I finally saw the huge house she lived in.
I parked my car, and slowly walked to the doorstep. I rang the doorbell, and stood there, waiting. I thought no one was home, so I started to walk away, when I heard her say, "Tyler, is that you?"
"Aunt Lily?"
She came to answer the door, and to my disbelief, looked absolutely stunning. Her glistening long, sexy legs, thick thighs, large breasts, which were clearly around 40 DD, and cute face left me breathless for a moment. She was wearing casual house attire. Just some short-shorts and a crop-top.
"Please, just call me Lily. I don't want to have the whole aunt thing, since it makes me feel old, and especially not after what happened."
"I don't see how such a beautiful woman as yourself could possibly feel old! What happened?"
She blushed, and tried to hide a smile. "Well, your uncle Armando left me a few years ago, and took custody of the kid."
"O-oh." I stutter. "I'm sorry for asking."
"Don't worry, it helps to be alone, sometimes" she said, in a, somehow, hinting voice.
I walked in, and asked her where to set my things down.
"Oh, you can set your things down anywhere..."
She said it seductively, almost as if she was referring to something else.
I just set it down by the couch, and laid down. She took a seat on the same couch, but by my crotch. Her huge ass squeezed me back to the back of the couch.
"Sorry for the excess baggage that's pushing you back. I'm sure you have some too, though."