Ben stood there in shock. He couldn’t believe what had just happened. Did he really just finger his aunt and get a blowjob from her? The best damn blowjob he’d ever had actually. His knees went weak and he sat down on the lounge chair where minutes ago his aunt had been lying naked. His aunt had already walked inside to get dinner ready. Ben sat there for a few minutes before he got enough strength back to walk in the house.
Ben walked in the house to find his aunt, fully dressed, cooking pasta for dinner. Betty saw Ben walk in and walked over and gave him a hug and a kiss on his mouth.
“That was great sweetie,” Betty said. “That was just the start, tomorrow’s a whole new day.” She added. “Now shoo! I have to make dinner, you’re uncle will be home soon.”
Ben left her to cook and went into the living room to watch some TV. After a while he heard the front door open and close and knew his uncle was home.
“Where’s that son of a bitch!” Joe shouted, in a humorous tone.
“Cut that out Joe, Ben’s turned into a very sweet young man.” Betty replied, a slight smile creeping across her face.
“How’s it going Joe?” Ben said, coming around the corner into the front hall.
“Things are going good my boy, well look at you, you’ve really turned into something now haven’t you.” Joe replied, astonished at the newfound muscles Ben had.
“Yeah, sure, whatever…” Ben replied. He didn’t really like his uncle. His Uncle had married into the family about eight years ago. No one really minded him at first, but as soon as they got to know him; the family hated him. He was just a prick. There really was no simpler way to put it. He treated everyone like shit. As the years went on, the family just tended to ignore him at family functions and the like. To this day, no one can understand why Betty married him.
Ben ate dinner with his aunt and uncle without distraction. Afterwards he went to his room and flipped on the TV and laid down under the covers. He laid there for a while and heard his aunt and uncle go into there room. Ben slowly drifted off to sleep as the late night TV programs came on. He was wondering what was going to transpire tomorrow.