Jack was happy, he had been accepted for Hamble in Hampshire for Commercial Pilot Training. He was over the moon; he had just turned eighteen. The next day his grandfather died, his mum and his Aunt Jo were distraught, as neither of them drove, Jack had to drive both of them everywhere. They convened a meeting at Aunt Jo’s house to discuss Jack’s future. It was decided that Jack would join Aunt Jo in the family business; Jo was the only living family member in the business now Jack would join her to run a large and popular hotel which was the firms only, but they had restaurants, bars and a wine company.
Jack contacted the Flying College to inform them that he wouldn’t be taking up his acceptance. The funeral took place, it was a significant event as his grandfather was a popular man. The whole family was there as were May and Su who had lived next door to mum and Aunt Jo when they were growing up. May was a doctor, and Su ran her family’s vast business.
Things slowly got back to normal. In August Jack and Aunt Jo were going on a pilgrimage to Lourdes in France, Aunt Jo, a devout Catholic, had wanted to go for two weeks but Jack’s mum had suggested one week in Lourdes and one week at a hotel in San Sebastian in Northern Spain. Jack was happy that this has been done as going to church twice a day was not his thing.
They arrived at their hotel in Lourdes just before six in the evening. It was so hot, 38 C, with hardly a breath of air. They unpacked, Jack was surprised that there was only a large double bed in the room, last year they had twin beds. Aunt Jo told Jack that she had no problem with it. They went for dinner, the food was delicious. The enjoyed a bottle of Chablis with their meal. They were both tired as they had left home at five this morning.
It was decided that Aunt Jo would use the bathroom first. She came out wearing a heavy cotton nightshirt. Jack then used the bathroom and came back wearing his boxer shorts. For forty-five minutes, they tried to get to sleep, but it was too warm. Jack noticed that Aunt Jo was perspiring a lot. Jack got out of bed and dressed, he said, “Aunt Jo, I’ll go downstairs and try and get an electric fan, you are dripping with sweat,” he gave her a light cotton Ralph Lauren shirt, “Aunt Jo, this is far lighter, maybe as well to freshen yourself up and wear this shirt, I hope that they have a fan.”
Aunt Jo replied, “If they don’t, then we’ll buy one tomorrow, this heat is a nightmare, good luck!”
The receptionist couldn’t have been more helpful, she showed Jack how to use it advising him that if the area the fan was covering the area they were sleeping then keep it in the fixed position if not the automatic rotation could disturb their sleep. There was no charge for the fan. Jack ordered another bottle of Chablis. The receptionist helped him to his room with the wine while he carried the fan.
Jack then set it up, Aunt Jo looked super in the Ralph Lauren shirt, there were seven buttons on it, she had left it loose with the shirt wrapped around her. Jack switched the fan on, the bedroom was flooded with cool air, Aunt Jo said, “Jack, that’s unbelievable, what a difference that fan makes, thank you for thinking about it.”
Jack then asked her to lie on her side, facing the door in the center of the bed. The airflow was directed on her, he asked her to move her left hand towards the door and to tell him when she couldn’t feel the flow. It was good, he then asked her to move her right hand slowly to the opposite side of the bed, the outcome was they could sleep within the parameters of the airflow in the fixed position.
Jack poured two glasses of wine to celebrate, Aunt Jo said, “Jack, you are a darling, I can’t believe that you’ve thought of this, I’ll lie facing the door, and you can lie behind me facing the same way, we’ll be like two spoons. This is so cool lying here sipping wine.”
Jack then excused himself, he had felt uncomfortable with his pubic hair in the heat. He went to the bathroom and shaved himself, he was now smooth around his massive cock and balls; unfortunately, a lot of hair was on the boxer shorts he had been wearing, he asked Aunt Jo to get him a pair which she did. Jack felt a lot better when he stepped back into the bedroom. Aunt Jo asked him what he had been doing? He told her then she said, “You’ve done the right thing, I’ve felt uncomfortable since I’ve arrived here, I have a big bush, I’ll try and find a Salon to have it trimmed tomorrow.”
