I hadnât seen Sue for a while now, not seen she has separated from my uncle John and that had been about three years ago, I must have been about 28 at the time.
There had been various rumours going around the family as to the reason for their split up.
Uncle John, he was my mums youngest bother, was only 15 years older than me and had been quite a ladies man in his time, he had the looks, the car and the money, so little wonder he had a gorgeous woman at the end of his arm whenever he came down to London to do some business.
In fact, I remember his sister, my mother, telling him off one time when he visited, I was about 12 at the time, he had called round late in the evening with what I can only describe as a teenage boys wet dream on legs, she was a dyed blond, about 5â10â, with a figure which at a guess was 38,24,35 and was fairly attractive, she walked into the room and my eyes almost popped out of my head, I think she had a similar effect on my dad, maybe that was one reason uncle John got told off by mum, and my younger brother. She had on a dress, if you could call it that, it was at least two sizes too small and hugged her body like a second skin, it just about covered her crouch when she was standing, so when she sat opposite me, I was sitting on the floor, I could see the tiny skin tight silky white knickers covering her cunt and could quite easily make out the crease of her womanhood and could tell that it was completely hairless. The dress she wore was being held up purely by her nipples and most of her young firm breasts were exposed, her face and particularly her eyes were covered in make up and the perfume she had worn was overpowering, one very sexy young lady, she couldnât have been much over 20 years old if that, in my opinion and felt grateful to uncle John for bringing her. My mum on the other hand told her brother in no uncertain terms that this was a family home and she did not expect him to call round and bring a tart like that round with him. That night I wanked several times while thinking about what it would be like to fuck a woman like that and envying my uncle his luck.
During uncle Johns frequent visits to London he had met Sue, she was about 10 years younger than him, she was the opposite in character to the women he usually dated, she was quite, homely, almost no make up, dressed conservatively and rarely went anywhere without her parents, in fact until they got married I donât think she had ever been with another man. Looks wise she was an absolute stunner, she had an oval shaped face, with a beautifully shaped mouth with large thick lips that seemed to pout and curl ever so slightly at the ends, her nose was slender and in proper portion to the rest of her facial features, she had large ice blue eyes, with long black lashes and thin black eyebrows, her head was covered in jet black thick hair that she kept fairly short.
She was about 5â6â which wasnât that tall, but all of her appeared to be perfectly shaped, although the clothes she wore did her no real justice, you could still make out the curves of her body and the swell of her breasts, she had a narrow waist and this led to her small hips, her arse was slightly unusual in that it appeared to protrude slightly. Her legs, what little you could see, appeared well formed but you couldnât really tell as the skirts and dresses she wore were always on the long side.
Uncle John and Sue had married quickly after meeting and started a family almost immediately, they had had two children a boy and a girl who were by now in there teens and all seemed to be going well, when all of a sudden I heard that they had got divorced, several rumours circulated within the family circle. One, which I found most convincing, was that uncle John had left Sue for a younger woman, another, which didnât sound plausible from my limited knowledge of Sue, had it that Sue was bi sexual and was having a gay relationship with her best friend, I found the thought of that hot, and uncle John had found out and wanted her to stop but she wouldnât agree.
My wife normally did the shopping but today she had asked me to pick up a few items from the supermarket and I was busy walking down the aisles picking stuff up and crossing them of my list when I almost collided with a lady by the cooler section. I looked up from my list and saw Sue standing in front of me, she looked fantastic, she was all made up as though she was going out on a hot date, the cooler section had the effect of making her nipples hard and erect and they seemed to be trying their hardest to break through the thin bra and blouse that held them in captivity. My imagination went into overdrive as I pictured myself sucking on her luscious tits and licking the cherries that stood out so erectly in front of me now.
âHello Paul, how are you, long time no see?â She said, her voice bringing me back to the real world.
âHiya,âŠâ, I paused, do I call her aunty or just Sue, I pondered, before I had a chance to decide she said âItâs me Sue, you havenât forgotten me already have you?â
âNo, not at all, its impossible for any man to forget such an attractive woman, itâs just that it was a surprise seeing you like that and almost knocking you off your feet.â I smiled, it sounded so corny I thought t but hey what else could I have said, my mind came up with several possibilities but they all sounded as old hat as the one I had already uttered.
âIâve just popped in to get a few things for the weekend, your uncle has the children, do you have a lot of shopping to do, I would really appreciate a lift home as my cars at the garage and although the house is near Iâve over shopped as usual.â
My wife had gone to see her parents for the day so I really had most of the day and at least part of the evening to myself. âNo, I mean I donât have a lot of shopping and yes Iâll give you a lift.â
We pushed our trolleys along picking up items from the stacked shelves every so often, I was amazed at how good she looked in her tight jeans, her tight round arse with its slight kink was amazing and the seam of the jeans looked as if it were ready to burst as she moved, I was definite that she couldnât have had any knickers on. The curves were very event now she was wearing something snug fitting and you could even see the lips of her cunt as the tight jeans separated them, the seam, the lucky seam, must have been rubbing her cunt and clit as she walked on, I wondered if it excited her and her cunt was now hot and wet as a result. I also speculated on whether it was a deliberate and conscious choice of clothing, whatever the case; just the thought of all that going on in between her thighs and out of sight gave me a hard on.
We eventually finished and paid for the shopping and got into my car to take Sue home. We arrived at her house and I helped her unload the shopping and take it inside.
âPaul, youâve been so helpful I donât know what I would have done if you hadnât turned up. Youâll have to stay for a coffee and tell me everything youâve been up to, but I just need to change into something a little more comfortable, I promise Iâll only be a few minutes, just make yourself at home okay?â