PART 1
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Aimee carried her laundry basket up the stairs of her Westchester home, wiping a sweaty strand of blonde hair off her brow. She had grown to despise the vast staircase between the first and second floor of her father-in-law's mansion; it felt to her like she went up and down it a thousand times a day. Aimee's husband, Kevin, had insisted they move here when Kevin's father had a bad turn in health. Kevin wanted his father cared for by family, which meant the burden fell on Aimee to care for her father-in-law and his massive house. Kevin was kept busy running the family company; Aimee felt like she barely saw her husband anymore, so busy was he.
Setting the laundry down in the upstairs hall, Aimee knocked on her father-in-law's bedroom door. "Robert? Are you awake?" She heard him beckon her in and entered to find the sixty three year-old man sitting upon his bed in a robe. "How are you today?"
"I feel good today." Robert replied, "At least I have my breath."
Robert Tucci was a powerful man, having made his fortune in textiles. He was a millionaire several times over and was an influential man in the upstate New York area of his home. Aimee had barely known him until he suffered a heart attack six months previous, when she and Robert had moved in to care for the household and family affairs. Robert handled the business while Aimee cared for Robert and the house. Aimee resented the decision at first, wanting to start her own family, but couldn't deny her husband. After all, she would've done the same thing had it been her own father.
Robert was a stubborn man at times, refusing the care of servants and cantankerous towards anyone but his daughter-in-law. Aimee had no idea why Robert seemed to favor her so, but assumed it had something to do with Kevin being the eldest and most successful son. Robert had two other sons younger than Kevin, but both seemed content to live off their father's wealth and wait for an inheritance, rather than accomplish anything.
"I'm glad you're feeling well. Can I get you anything? Some breakfast, maybe some juice?" Aimee asked, opening the curtains to allow in the morning sun and picking up some things around Robert's room.
"Why don't you draw me a bath?" Robert asked. He liked to soak in the tub nearly every morning. It was one of Aimee's favorite times of the day, as it gave her an hour to herself. Aimee prepared the tub in the adjoining bathroom, and then left Robert to his own devices. But just as she was about to the bedroom and tend to laundry, she heard Robert call her name from the bathroom.
Aimee poked her head into the bathroom, seeing Robert had already settled into the tub. "Did you need something else?"
"Yes." Robert replied, glancing at Aimee's curvaceous figure. "I need help with something."
Aimee moved towards the tub, assuming Robert needed her help to wash. But she stopped short and inhaled sharply when she saw it.
Robert was slowly stroking his erect penis beneath the water. It was magnificent for a man his age, tall and proud with a large crowning head. Aimee guessed that the thing must be eight inches long (and thick!) which was nearly twice as big as her husband's.
"I must be feeling better." Robert commented, "I haven't had one of these since my heart attack."
Aimee didn't know what to say to that. "John, I..." she had to clear her throat, "I suppose it's a good sign, you must be recovering."
"Yes." Robert agreed. "I have been feeling much better. Almost like myself again."
Aimee couldn't tear her eyes from Robert's penis. It was so big and handsome. She had never been with anyone but Kevin, who now seemed puny in comparison.
"Do you like my cock, sweetie?"
Though she was fascinated by it, Aimee said "Robert, I'm not sure this is very appropriate."
"You can touch it if you want to." Robert said, still slowly stroking.
"I..." Aimee didn't know what to do. She wanted to touch it, she wanted to know what such a big cock would feel like, but she didn't want to be unfaithful to her husband. Not with Kevin's own father!
"Aimee, I want you to touch me. Go ahead, hold my cock. See what it feels like in your hand."
The fact that Kevin had been so busy with work and neglecting his husbandly duties wasn't helping Aimee deny Robert. She was horny, had been for weeks, and it was as though all that pent up frustration suddenly came exploding out of her at the sight of Robert's humungous dick.
"It's been so long since I've been able to be with a woman." Robert told her. "Help an old man out, Aimee. No one will know. Just rub me a little."
Aimee knelt beside the tub, still transfixed by the sight of Robert's monster. She felt a burning between her legs that couldn't be denied, something she had never felt before. "Just this once, okay? Kevin mustn't know."
Robert agreed and Aimee slowly reached into the water to close her hand around his girth. She silently gasped when contact was made, surprised by how hard and hot it was. Robert groaned when he felt Aimee squeeze him, "You're a beautiful girl, you know that? So gorgeous... and my god... those tits..."
Aimee blushed, suddenly self-conscious of her breasts. She was well-endowed in that department, and realized her white tee did little to conceal their size. "Robert please, you're embarrassing me."
"Why would you be embarrassed? You should be proud. You're the sexiest woman I've ever seen. I've always been envious of my son in that regard."
Aimee continued blushing, smiling slightly at the compliments, though she was still having a tough time keeping her eyes off Robert's penis. It had been a long time since she had felt her husband inside her, and she couldn't help but wonder what a large penis like Robert's would feel like. She rubbed the shaft in her grip with a pair of slow strokes, continually amazed by its size and feel. Still, thoughts of her husband came to mind. "Robert, maybe we shouldn't be doing this..."
"Just one time." Robert urged in a soft voice. "Kevin doesn't need to know. I can see it in your eyes, Aimee, you want to."
Aimee couldn't deny it. Something inside her was screaming, a base need that had gone unfulfilled for a long time. "It's so big." she whispered, now fully stroking the length of Robert's shaft. The feel of his powerful member in her grasp made Aimee feel wanton. "Does that feel good?"
