"You know, Matt, your aunt is a really nice woman, and besides she's so charming, so cultured, so full of interests... it seems so strange to me that she is alone, without a husband... I mean, after all she is also a very attractive woman... "
"Yes, it's true, it's strange, I don't really know much about her life... I may ask my father... but you know, we never talk much about aunt Ava in the family, I don't know why, but it's a mysterious object, she is always nice and affectionate with everyone, but she has always been a bit on the sidelines... now that you mention it, I'm not sure she gets along very well with Pam."
Pam was the second wife of Matt's father, Ava's younger sister.
"I noticed that you have greeted each other with great affection... I didn't think you still remembered her, after all you only saw her at the wedding..." Matt said.
"Oh yes, but you know, aunt Ava had my number, in fact I thought it was you who gave her... oh well, it doesn't matter anyway... we've been texting a bit in recent months, she even called me a couple of times, she's always very nice to me... she always said she would come to see me soon, but I didn't think she meant it!"
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It was the beginning of a deep friendship. His wife and aunt Ava started seeing each other several times during the week. Jennifer was not working, so during the day, while Matt was at work, she stayed home alone and was often bored, so she happily accepted when Ava invited her out to go shopping or eat an ice cream. At least one evening a week Matt found Ava at dinner, and although he had grown accustomed to the cheerful presence of aunt Ava in his house, he sometimes felt a slight sense of unease at the understanding and friendship he felt growing between the two women, resulting inevitably cut off. Not that he was "jealous", on the contrary, he was happy that Jennifer had made a friend in that new city, but he preferred when they went out for dinner alone, in their "girls night", so he avoided having to stay silent while Jennifer and Ava laughed and joked about things he wasn't a part of.
The first few nights the two women went out to dinner together, Matt was at first appalled at how his aunt dressed up for those evenings. He couldn't help noticing how sexy she was, with that chest that puffed up the clothes she wore, and that mature face heavily made up, quite cheap, almost vulgar, but which surely had its effect. It was hard to explain, but for some reason Ava emanated sex from all pores. It was evident that she was dressing up for those evenings, and that she exhibited all the "merchandise" that was for sale. Not that Matt found it inconvenient that a woman her age was still on hunt, in fact, good for her, he understood that she didn't want to be alone all her life. Yet the way she highlighted the abundant curves of her body, her voluminous breasts, her full lips, her large hips, her round backside... she emanated sex, it was impossible to deny. Not that he had ever given her an unclean thought, let alone, he was too in love with Jennifer to think of other women, and especially her mature aunt.
One night, out of curiosity, when his wife came home from an evening with Ava, while she was taking off her make-up in the bathroom, Matt didn't hold back from asking her: "Jenny, honey, you know I'd never mind your business, I don't want to poke my nose into your chores... but well, there is one thing I would like to know about your evenings... what exactly do you and aunt Ava do? I mean, I don't want to know exactly what you do, it's your business, I guess you're going to have a drink... but where are you going, to meeting places? In those bars where do you drink to meet new people?"
"Oh Matt, my dear, what the hell are you thinking about, are you crazy?" Jennifer asked turning suddenly, with an incredulous look.
"N-no, don't get me wrong, I'm not jealous, I know you would never cheat on me, don't worry... it's more about Ava that I'm curious... I mean, I saw how she dresses, it seems obvious to me that she goes out trying to impress someone... I was wondering if she uses you as a companion, if she goes in search of men..."
"Oh, what a fervent imagination you have! Do you think you can judge person's behavior only by how they dress? You seem to have remained in the Middle Ages... your aunt is free to dress as she likes. And it is not her fault that she has such a showy body... I actually find that she is very attractive, despite her age... I wish I have such a body at her age! Well, I'm sorry to disappoint your fantasy anyway, but no, aunt Ava doesn't use me to go to men, on the contrary, she usually chooses places with few people, intimate, reserved, without annoyances... She has always given me the opposite impression in fact, that she doesn't like strangers hanging around her... And with that body there was certainly no lack of approaches to her, I assure you... No, we're always alone, have a few drinks, joke, she asks me about my dreams, about my expectations... you know, I really like opening up to her, it seems to me that she understands me so deeply..."
To Matt there was something wrong, but since Jennifer was getting mad he decided it was better not to insist and let it go.
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Other episodes that Matt would later remembered were related to the holiday they decided to spend at the sea in his family home. It was just few days, the goal was to relax a little from the stress of work, and to find back that intimacy with Jennifer that had recently been clouding a bit. He often returned tired from work and lately Jennifer was often nervous and bored, so the moments in which they found the right mood to let themselves go to some sweet effusion of love were less and less. Matt was not worried, he believed in the solidity of their love, the physical and sexual component had never been the most important part of their relationship, however he hoped that a few days spent together at the beach, away from the everyday routine could help them to find back the lost feeling.
When she saw the large terrace directly facing the ocean, Jennifer shrieked with delight. The house by the sea was not very far from where they lived, however, incredible as it may seem, they had not yet found the time to spend a few days there.
When they arrived, aunt Ava threw open the door with a huge welcoming smile.
She wore only a red sarong draped around her waist and a skimpy white bikini. It was the first time Matt had been able to see his aunt's exuberant forms in all their glory, and in spite of himself, he couldn't suppress a thrill of appreciation. Gee, Matt wasn't a big boobs fan, but those heavy, swollen breasts, which despite her age still defied gravity, were impossible not to appreciate. Even her wife, Matt noted, must have noticed, judging by how she rolled her eyes when her gaze landed on aunt Ava's breast, barely contained by the bikini. Once again Matt found his aunt's outfit slightly inappropriate, but evidently Ava wasn't ashamed of her shapes at all, quite the contrary.
Of course Matt knew that he would found aunt Ava at the beach house, as she had been living there for several months now. Indeed, before leaving he had informed her that they would have gone to the house for a few days, hoping that she would have understood and that maybe she would have got out of the way for the time necessary. On the contrary, her aunt Ava had cried out with joy and replied that she was looking forward to having them as guests. Matt had still believed that she would have respected their privacy, but he was very wrong. Aunt Ava didn't leave them alone for a moment, and while she was never overly intrusive but always kind and nice, Matt began to find her constant presence slightly irritating, as she practically didn't leave him time to relax alone with Jennifer.
He was also irritated by another fact, namely that although Jennifer knew that this weekend was meant to be for them as a couple, and Matt tried to create all kinds of opportunities to get away from his aunt and be alone for a while, Jennifer didn't seem to care too much about it. Indeed, she seemed to enjoy aunt Ava's company. They took long walks together along the beach and spent long hours lying together sunbathing.
One afternoon, while they were reading a book under the umbrella, aunt Ava approached. As usual, only a tiny bikini covered her soft curves. This time, however, it seemed even smaller than usual, and it seemed to squeeze her big breast even more. She stopped in front of them and began fumbling with the laces of her costume. "Upffff, how hot today! It's unbearable! Even being in costume I feel like I'm suffocating! If it weren't for you Matt, I'd take it off to give the girls some relief here, and be able to breathe... but I know what you guys are like, you can't resist the sight of a pair of boobs... can you? A real shame, don't you think Jenny, dear?" Ava said with a wink at Jennifer. Matt had completely blushed, but luckily Ava burst out laughing, without giving him time to reply: " Patience, it will mean that I'll go further, behind the dunes... if you want to come with me, dear Jenny, don't you know how happy you would make me..."
Jennifer was silent for a moment, as locked looking stunned aunt Ava strutting in front of her. For a moment Matt wondered what was going on in her thoughts, then Jennifer roused herself, quickly looking away from Ava's body and shaking her head, embarrassed.
"N-no, thanks, I prefer to stay here, thanks..."
It seemed to Matt that aunt Ava was a sunscreen maniac, in fact every half hour she smeared herself with perfumed oils and creams, claiming that only in this way could her skin remain smooth and supple. However, she categorically demanded that Jennifer follow her example too, so as not to let her beautiful skin get damaged by the sun, she said, and although his wife had never been a fanatic of creams, she ended up letting herself be influenced and began to participate to that rite she as well.
