Dad died almost three months ago in the car crash, and Mom was only getting worse in hospital with cancer. It was only about a month ago that Mom was sent to the Sligo General Hospital, while we stayed in our quiet little Irish Town not that far from the capital city of Dublin. And for the time being it was just me and my younger sister Jenny who were taking resident in our small house.
Being the oldest I took control of the house while our Auntie was away at work everyday. Though Jenny and I weren't too fond of Aunty Bella that much. Most of the time she never cared about us, and half the time she kept bringing home her boyfriends late at night, while we were asleep and heard them fucking. Every time they were at it Jenny would sneak into my room and get under the bed with me, while I held her and covered her ears. Being 20 I wasn't that bothered by the sound of a woman fucking or having an orgasm, but since Jenny was a very sensitive and shy 18 year old girl. I felt a bit overprotective about her. It even pissed me off a lot when Aunty Bella would go to work early in the morning, and never bothered to make the bed up. I kept finding used condoms and empty bear bottles everywhere. Sometimes Jenny even found them before I did and it was making me feel like a bad guardian over her.
One Friday night though Aunty Bella chose not to go out with any of her boyfriends, so she stayed in the house with us. For the remainder of the night Aunt y Bella and I sat down in the living room watching TV while Jenny stayed in her room doing her homework, talking to friends on Facebook or making get well cards for Mom. As I sat on the sofa beside Aunty Bella I noticed she was still dressed as though she were going out. Normally she liked to dress sexy wearing mini black leather skirts with red blouses that were almost see-through, it wasn't hard to notice her dark purple bra behind it covering her perfect D sized breast. Below she'd always wear a pair of black high heals that went perfect with her legs. Don't get me wrong, I didn't like Aunty Bella that much, but she did have an amazing body and dress style.
'Ay Derek,' called Aunty Bella. 'Can ya get me a drink from the fridge?'
I got up without a word and made my way for the fridge. I picked up the bottle of Guinness and a can of Sprite for myself and went back to the Living Room. Just as I was walking back in I noticed Aunty Bella was removing her blouse and stretching her arms up in the air. I froze with the drinks in my hands as I witness this display. Aunty Bella turned her head round slowly and noticed I was stood frozen. 'Well come on then, lad. I'm dying of thirst here.' I blinked my eyes quickly and returned to the sofa.
I handed her the bottle and opened my can.
'Hope ya don't mind love, but I wad feeling a wee bit hot, so I took off me blouse. Doesn't bother ya dose it?'
'No! No, of course not Aunty Bella.'
Aunty Bella replied with a little smile. 'Good boy.'
As I sat watching the TV and drinking my can of Sprite, I couldn't help but attempt to hide my boner. It was pretty hard to hide too since it was went as long as nearly 17 to18 centimetres, making it both uncomfortable to hide and very easy to notice. The very though of my own Aunty naked, and rubbing or sucking my dick in her mouth almost put me off my love for girls. But with the swimmer's body she had from back in her school days, I was surprised I didn't have an uncle.
'Do ya mind if I just go to the bathroom for a minute, Aunty?'