He'd been flipping though the channels for about an hour, and was bored. There was simply nothing on TV, and he wasn't in the mood for the stuff he usually read on his phone. He wished he had one of his mom's magazines to look at. Instead, he walked over to the window and looked down into the atrium. There was a large roped off area with people standing and chatting. "Must be the pre-banquet social..." He thought, and looked to find Ginni in the crowd. She shouldn't be hard to find, hot blond in a sexy black dress... wrong. Lots of blondes, natural and otherwise, and almost all of them in little black dresses. Some were definitely dressed to stand out though. There were several pink boas, a couple of women wearing ostrich feathers, and not much else. "Well, you're a couple of peacocks." chuckled Nate. "Wait, that peacock has a full beard!" People watching was fun; when noone could see him; and from nine floors up. He couldn't see faces, but faces weren't important since he didn't know anyone. Well, he knew one of them, and there she was. The red shoes caught his attention. "God, shes sexy even from here." he said out loud, and began to touch himself imagining she was the one doing it.
The people all turned at once and started to head for a set of doors. "Well, thats the end of my party," Nate grumbled. He started to turn back to the TV, cock still in hand. That's when he saw, her. In a room directly across from him was a girl; a naked girl! Except she had a drink in her hand and she was dancing to music he couldn't hear. She had obviously been watching him for a while, and waved emphatically. She moved her hand down and pretended to stroke what would have been her dick, and gave him a thumbs up. In fact, she set her drink down and gave him two thumbs up.
"Oh fuck!" Nate was mortified and quickly closed the curtains. "What the fuck was I doing? What did she see? For how long... oh fuck." He laid back on the bed and covered his face with a pillow. "Maybe I'll suffocate before I die of embarrassment."
After a while, he was almost over the shock of being caught, and risked peeking through the curtains again. Her curtains were still open, but she wasn't ithere. He noticed her bathroom shower set up was the same as his though. If she was in there, he'd know. He glanced down and the atrium was crowed with people again. "Dinner must be over," he said, and began to look for Ginni again. He decided he would need to find out from her what this was all when she came back. They were certainly having fun. "There you are," he whispered when he spotted her with a group of women all standing around the bearded peacock. Everyone was laughing and having a great time. "You'll have to introduce me, Ginny,"Β he emphasized saying her name to try and get used to it.
He grabbed the curtains to close them, but there she was again. The girl across the atrium was no longer naked. She wore lingerie now, including a garter belt with thigh high stockings. This time though, she was holding a beer. She was dancing again however, and she was hot, and enticing. She was dancing for Nate, but she wanted to dance with him. She moved her hands like she was trying to pull a rope, moving him towards her as she danced. Nate had no idea what to do. He didn't know how to dance. He purposefully made some wild, erratic moves and fell back on the bed. He sat up and shrugged at her. She burst out laughing, or at least that's what it looked like.Β He realized he wanted to hear her laugh. What did she sound like?
When she stopped laughing, she looked back at him and held up one finger. She put her hands on her legs as she shifted her weight from left to right, swaying to an unknown rhythm. Nate did the same. She continued her movements, but held up two fingers. Now she placed her hands on her hips and began to move them as she swayed. Nate did as he was told and tried to move in time to hers. "It would help if I had music," he thought but then realized she was his music, he just had to follow her. She held up three fingers, and moved her hands to her shoulders and she blended them into her movements. Suddenly, Nate was lost. Rather, he was mesmerized, and stopped moving completely. She danced for a minute or two, maybe it was an hour, he didn't know or care, before realizing he had stopped. When she realized she'd lost him, she stopped and stared back at him. Neither of them moved. Nate realized he couldnt blink because he might miss something, and wondered if she blinked. Suddenly she was dancing again, but her dance had changed. She danced back and forth, side to side across the window. Her eyes locked on him. Finally stopping in the middle of the window, with her back to him. she slowly and teasingly lowered her panties, bending forward to give him a better view. She pulled a chair that was near the bed and sat in it with her feet propped against the window. Nate slowly shook his head, shrugged and said "What?" to her, as if she could hear him. She pointed to him, and them to herself as she spread her labia. She pointed back to him and made stroking motions. "What the hell?" he thought, but took out his dick and began stroking it for her. She clapped briskly, and gave him two thumbs up, and then continued to play with herself for him.
Nate heard the card-key fumbling at the lock and quickly jumped into bed. He couldn't find the blanket so he just covered himself with the sheet and pretended to sleep as he heard the door open, and two women giggling in the hall.
He recognized Ginni's voice. "No...no...NO! Shhh... Shut up, he's my nephew!" there was more than one person giggling but he only heard her whispers, "Ok... I'll see you for breakfast... I don't know, maybe.... He's a growing boy... I imagine he'll be starving, so probably... ok, ok, ok.... Shhhhhh!!!" There was more giggling as the door closed, and he imagined the sounds after that were from her as she stumbled across the room. The bed jolted, "OW! SHIT!"
"Ginni?" He pretended to wake up.
"Hey champ. Sorry about that," Ginni apologized and dropped her heels next to the bed as she walked around it to face him.
"Yeah, it's ok. I was sleeping."
"Sorry I woke you. It must have been a hell of a dream," she didn't care about her toe any more. Her eyes were fixated on him, part of him anyway.Β Nate had left the curtains open, and light from the atrium, made the room brighter than he realized. The sheet covered his body, but the light created shadows around his contours. His aunt was staring at one contour in particular.
"What?" Nate didn't realize.
Ginni tried to look away, but not really. She couldn't. She sat on the bed, but her eyes didn't stray from their target. Now he realized.
"Sorry, I..." he started to cover himself with his hands.
"Don't be sorry," she moved his hands, "it's beautiful... May I?" her eyes darted back and forth from the shadow to his face only briefly waiting for his answer. Her hand hovered above his concealed erection.
It was hard to say no, even if he had wanted to, so he just nodded. Her fingers lightly traced the outline created by his member, and she dragged a lone fingernail up, following its ridge. He didn't have time to put it back in his underwear before jumping into the bed, so the realization that the thin bed linen was the only thing between him and another person's touch made him harder. He felt his cock twitch. It didn't matter that it was his aunt, it was another person; a hot, sexy blond wanted to touch him. She was touching him.
Ginni felt the twitch too. "You're hiding a weapon under there. The girls must love you," she whispered. "Does your mom know about this? No, of course she doesn't." she shook her head as she answered her own question. She continued to explore, though.
"Mom doesn't let me go out much," Nate whispered back. His eyes closed and his head laid back as he felt his aunt try to wrap her hand around his stiff member. He wished the sheet wasn't there. He opened his eyes again as he felt her weight shift as she leaned towards him, her face was now only inches away from his.
"The poor little fella..." she whispered. He could smell the alcohol on her breath, "ummm... Do you know how to kiss a girl?" she asked plainly.
"I kiss you hello and goodbye all the time..." he whispered defensively.
"No, that's how you kiss your aunt... I'm not your aunt on this trip, remember? I asked if you know how to kiss a girl..." with that, her tongue traced his lips and moistened them before her lips pressed against his. Her tongue found its way between both sets of lips and into his mouth. Nate responded, but it reminded him more of a sword fight than a kiss. Ginni pulled back slightly, "Relax, pretend I'm an ice cream cone," she kissed him gently again. She broke the kiss again, "That's better." She was right, it was.
"Now," she sat back and unzipped her dress, "give me your hand." Nate rolled onto his back and finally pulled the sheet away before placing his hand in hers. Her eyes went back to his erection, "Wow, it's even more impressive than I thought, but we're not there yet, tiger." She placed his hand on her now bare breast, "feel my nipple? Pinch it a bit... mmmm yes. The other one too... they get jealous of each other you know." She giggled at her joke and leaned down to kiss him again. He had figured it out this time, and returned her kiss with passion rather than awkwardness. He waited for her next instruction when she broke away again.
"This time," she pulled the top of her dress all the way down to her waist, "kiss my nipple... ahh... not so hard, remember the ice cream cone? yes... that's better..." She continued to guide him in the art of breast play, and he listened as if there would be a test afterwards. Finally, she lifted his chin and kissed him softly as she wrapped her hand around his manhood. "Now for this big guy..." she began to stroke him, "are you sure your mom doesn't know about him? Has she been holding out on me?" the pitch of her voice raised as she asked.