Used and Abused Ch. 02
Authors Note -
It appears I made several errors in the last chapter that an anonymous user
kindly
pointed out. Apparently I made a few spelling mistakes and I used a few words incorrectly.
I have had the odd comment of this nature before, nearly always from an anonymous user, or perhaps that should be anonymous abuser, which I find very frustrating. It gives me no chance to reply to the comment directly which is the reason for this note.
I would just like to point out that I put a lot of effort into my writing. I am only a novice and however hard I try I still make mistakes. It has occurred to me that there are a few critical readers that read for that very reason, to criticise.
If the same anonymous user that criticised the first chapter reads this chapter, then I think my suspicions will be proven correct and if that is the case then you must be getting some sort of enjoyment from pointing out my mistakes.
A little warped in my mind but each to their own.
Rant over, just needed to get that off my chest. Thank you to all that leave a positive comment, I find them very encouraging. I hope you enjoy this chapter...mistakes and all.
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For the next couple of days after his encounter with his aunt Kelly Arthur relived the events of the evening several times. He had very mixed feelings of all that had happened.
He had enjoyed it immensely but the fact that it was with his auntie troubled him. He knew it was very wrong and couldn't help thinking about his Mother. What would she have thought?
On the flip side he felt as though he had lost his virginity, although he knew that wasn't quite true. One thing was for sure, he wasn't as innocent as he was just a few days ago.
Naturally Arthur now wanted more. Not only had he tasted the forbidden fruit he had tasted it's sweetness along with a lingering sour aftertaste. In the grand scheme of things it would have been better if it hadn't been his aunt but such thoughts didn't curb his arousal whenever he pictured her in his mind.
He felt a certain amount of pride that he had actually pleasured a woman. There was no doubt that Kelly had reached climax, which, when he thought about it, was surprising considering he had little idea of what he was doing.
This thought encouraged Arthur to do some research online. It wasn't difficult to find and he had soon realised that sexual arousal varied greatly and every woman had their own thing.
After reading many many articles on the subject he realised he had done a pretty good job. He concluded that the best thing was to experiment and let the woman's response dictate what worked and what didn't. It was obvious when he thought about it.
Hearing his aunt leaving the bathroom Arthur looked at his watch, it was five to seven. It was a rule that had never been mentioned but Arthur knew that his aunt was to have access to the bathroom every evening at six-thirty without exception.
It had become routine now that Arthur would wait for her to finish and then go for his daily shower. Sometimes it was earlier and sometimes later, depending on whether his aunt had a shower or bath.
After showering Arthur dried himself and dressed in clean pyjamas. Picking up his dirty clothes he lifted the lid of the wicker laundry basket and was about to drop his clothes in but suddenly froze.
With his clothes in one hand and the basket lid in the other his eyes focused on a pair of black cotton panties. He stood motionless for several seconds just staring. The temptation became overwhelming, Arthur dropped the clothes and lid to the floor.
Lifting the panties out Arthur held them in both hands. Spreading them out he saw white marks and some not so white marks on the inside of the material. Suddenly he threw them back in and picked up the lid and his clothes.
Again he froze and just stared into the basket. He must of seen his aunties underwear in the laundry basket a hundred times before but had never thought anything of it, but this time it was as though they were demanding his attention.
Once again he dropped his clothes and basket lid to the floor and picked up the black panties. Spreading them out in his hands he studied them carefully again and knew he had to have a sniff.
His hands were literally shaking as he lifted them to his face. The material felt slightly damp when it touched his nose. The unmistakable scent of his auntie filled his nostrils and sent him into a frenzy...
Suddenly Arthur snapped out of his trance. He must have sniffed every millimetre of his aunts soiled panties and had even tasted the damp stains before a guilty shameful feeling made him throw them back in the basket. He picked up his clothes and threw them in, replaced the lid and rushed back to his room...
It was about eight thirty the following evening when Arthur was summoned by a shout from his aunt in her usual brusque manner, "ARTHUR, GET YOURSELF DOWN HERE...NOW," she barked.
He would have been excited by the prospect if his aunt had been alone but Arthur knew she had company. He'd heard someone use the bathroom only a minute earlier and knew it wasn't his aunt just by their footfalls. Never the less he obeyed her command.
"In The Dining Room," Kelly said when she heard her nephew on the stairs.
As usual for that time of day Arthur was dressed in his pyjamas. Walking in to the dinning room he immediately recognised his aunties guest, it was the woman that he had encountered on the landing some weeks ago.
The two women were sitting at the far end of the table. Kelly sat at the head while her friend sat down the side to her right. Arthur didn't notice at the time but the table sat six and four of the chairs had been pulled back against the wall out of the way.
His aunt Kelly was wearing her white bathrobe while her friend was waering a white blouse, the rest of her being hidden by the table. Arthur noticed the bulge of her chest was a fair bit larger than his aunties. Her blond hair was down past her shoulders and just like his aunt, Arthur thought she could be attractive if not for what seemed like a permanent scowl on her face.
"About Time, What Kept You?" Kelly scolded.
Arthur didn't reply, the only way he could have got down stairs faster is if he had fallen down.
"My Guest Needs Cleaning!" Kelly exclaimed, glaring at her nephew.
Arthur looked at his aunt totally dumbfounded.
