All names and characters in this story are fictional and all characters are at least 18 years of age. Enjoy!
Chapter 1
It had been 6 months since the tragic accident that killed my Uncle Steve. His car had been hit head on by a drunk driver when he was on his way home from work one night last fall. The news of his death left my entire family devastated. No one more so than my aunt Elizabeth and my cousin Lauren. He was their whole world.
My aunt Elizabeth, or Aunt E as I called her, was my mother's younger sister. She was far too young to be a widow at the age of 36. I didn't get to see my aunt or cousin much since they lived about 8 hours away by car but I always loved spending time with them at family events or when we occasionally made the long trip to visit. As I matured through my teen years and began to pay more attention to the opposite sex, I couldn't help but notice how well put together my aunt was. Like my mother, she had been blessed in the breast department. I figured that must run in the family. Aunt E was always in great shape and the hours that she put in at the gym clearly paid off.
Aside from the big tits, she didn't look much like my mother. I always made a point of finding time to chat with my aunt when we were together. She was 14 years older than me but still a lot closer in age to me than my mother who was 15 years her senior. She was sort of like an aunt/big sister to me. I felt comfortable telling her things that I would never discuss with my mother. Throughout high school and college, Aunt E would always ask me if I was seeing anyone or ask about parties I had been to. It was like she was living vicariously through me. Since Aunt E had Lauren when she was only 18 years old herself, she never ended up going to college. She worked at a local bank until she met my Uncle Steve. They were married soon after and Aunt E moved out of town.
Things were starting to get back to normal as much as they could for my aunt and Lauren. Aunt E was working again and Lauren had just graduated from high school. My younger cousin had definitely matured over the past few years and had become an absolute knockout just like her mother.
I had just graduated from college myself and was planning on taking the summer off before I jumped into the "real word." While sitting down at breakfast one morning in early June, my mother told me she had a great idea. Curious as to what she might be talking about I asked her to fill me in.
"How would you like to go spend the summer with Aunt E?" mom asked. I knew she had been worried about her little sister since Lauren would be leaving for volleyball camp and Aunt E would be home all alone. I had no significant plans for the summer and getting out of town for a bit didn't sound like such a bad idea. Plus, I knew Aunt E would really appreciate the company.
"Sure mom," I replied. "I know it's been a tough few months for Aunt E and I'd be glad to help out in any way that I can."
My mother wasted no time getting on the phone to call my aunt. I quickly realized that she hadn't yet brought her idea up with my aunt. I guess she wanted to make sure I was on board first.
"Oh stop it Liz," my mother said with that big sister tone. "Sean has no plans for the summer and you could use some company around the house when Lauren leaves for camp."
Aunt E knew my mother was right but still hesitated for a few minutes before accepting the offer. She was looking out the window at a fast growing lawn and figured it might not be bad to have some help around.
"Ok sis. Having Sean around might actually help keep me sane," my aunt responded. "If I had to sit around this house alone I wouldn't do anything but think of Steve. I still can't believe he's gone." My mother could hear the sadness in her sister's voice.
"Then it's done," my mother said. "Sean will drive down on Thursday so he can see Lauren before she leaves."
My aunt started to warm to the idea of me spending the summer. "Sounds good sis. Thanks for always being there for me. I love you."
My mother smiled as she hung up the phone. "Thank you again for agreeing to this Sean. I know you won't see your friends as much this summer but you're doing a good thing."
Most of my friends were already starting their jobs or moving away so I wasn't really making a big sacrifice. "No problem mom," I said. "That's what family is all about."
Chapter 2
After throwing together a couple of travel bags on Friday morning, I said goodbye to my mother and hit the road. During my drive I wondered how things would be with my aunt and Lauren when I got there. I hadn't seen either of them since the funeral and I was hoping things wouldn't be awkward at all.
After the funeral service our whole family gathered at a local restaurant for brunch to share memories of my Uncle Steve. As is typical with our family, it wasn't too long before the drinks were flowing and the tears turned to laughter. There were so many great Uncle Steve stories to be told. I looked over and saw Lauren sitting by herself up at the bar. She was glad to have so much family around but she wasn't quite ready to yuck it up with everyone.
She had a water with a lemon sitting in front of her but she was spending more time stirring the cup with her straw than actually drinking it. I grabbed my beer and headed over to join her. I had only been legal drinking age for about a year at that point. I was often the one at school who would buy alcohol for my friends since many of them weren't yet 21. It always made me feel important for some reason like I was special. I figured I would try to impress my younger cousin and see if she wanted a real drink.
"Hey cuz," I said to Lauren. "Your mother has told me you're a bit of a party girl so I'm guessing you'd prefer something a little stronger than that water. Want me to get you a real drink?"
Lauren allowed brief smile and nodded her head yes. Knowing she was having a rough day I order her a Long Island Iced Tea. I figured that would do the trick. Lauren was 4 years younger than me but looked just as good as any of the chicks on campus. I knew she was about to graduate from high school and I assumed she was sexually active since 18 is considered late to lose your virginity these days. Plus, I knew from my conversations with Aunt E that Lauren was very popular at school and was the admiration of many of her high school classmates – both male and female. As captain of the volleyball team, the girls wanted to be like her and the guys wanted to be, well...in her.
When the bartender walked away I slid the drink over to Lauren and gave her a wink. She smiled and I couldn't help but notice the way her young, natural breasts hung in the top of her dress as she leaned over to take a sip from the straw. She definitely inherited the same big tits that my mother and my aunt have.
