CHAPTER 1
The bus station was near-deserted as Lee Robb and the other two remaining passengers stepped off into the cold night, forty-minutes before midnight. The other passengers had people waiting to whisk them away and five minutes later a woman hurried into the waiting room and apologized for being late.
"That's okay Aunt Charlotte. The fact that you came satisfies me. I'd expected Uncle Ted would be the one to collect me."
"He's asleep, drunk."
"And you?"
"I've had a few but am fit to drive if that's what you're asking. Do you want to kiss me?"
"Yes sure," Lee said and kissed his aunt politely.
Charlotte was Uncle Ted's second wife, who was only forty and in her prime, as they say. They'd stayed three nights a year ago with Lee's family, being on their honeymoon. On each of those three nights Lee had masturbated when visualizing the lush Charlotte nude and thinking she was probably being reamed by a hot cock at the very time he was jerking off.
As the soft, non-invasive kiss ended Lee hugged her tightly to let her know he was interested.
She didn't scold him and say, 'Lee what are you doing?' and he didn't say to her that when she stayed with his family last year he'd fired cum up on to his chest while having hot thoughts about her and her body. Both of them left those thoughts unsaid although he couldn't be sure of what Charlotte had been thinking. Possibly she wouldn't think a 24-year old would think about his young aunt carnally because she didn't regard herself as being hot or of sexual interest to someone not too far from being half her age.
Lee put his two bags in the trunk of the Mazda 6.
The AC was blasting warm air as Lee sat in the front passenger's seat and looking at Charlotte's exposed thighs as she had to unbutton her long coat to work the pedals said, "Nice wheels."
She attempted to pull down her skirt but failed because it had folded up under her.
"I was meaning this car."
"Oh. I saw you looking at my legs."
"You thighs actually but I was talking about the car. Am I not welcomed to look at your thighs?"
"It's not something I've thought about. This is my car. You uncle has a Toyota Land Cruiser."
"Are you two still acting like you are on your honeymoon?"
"No. We have been married eleven months and so the passion has faded a bit. It had been a gap of three years since your Aunt Annie died and almost two years since my divorce became absolute and we'd only known each other intimately for three months when you saw us acting the part of two newly-weds."
"May I touch your thigh?"
"No but thanks for asking. How are your parents and your sister?"
"Fine thanks."
That engaged them in family talk for the remainder of the drive home to the apartment that occupied the floor above the offices of Uncle Ted's public accountancy business. Charlotte parked in the double garage at the rear of the offices.
"The area of your apartment appears greater than the area of your offices because of this garage."
"Yes but the business area is still large enough for Ted and his support team and I run my consultancy business in that area as well."
"So you share the same reception for greater efficiency?"
She said yes, that it was clever of him to think of that.
"But I'm not clever enough to remember what you do. Is it deep body massage?"
She giggled, yes giggled, and said she was an investment adviser.
"What do you like best about sex?"
Aunt Charlotte lost her smile and snapped, "Follow me. This is the stairway access to our living area and there is a fire escape on the side of the building on the left-hand side of the sunroom overlooking the street at the far end of the building.
"Why aren't you prepared to continue talking to me as an equal?"
She turned and not smiling said, "We are not equal when it comes to age or sex. Please remember that and keep your hands and sexual thoughts to yourself."
"Ah then I'm permitted to generate sexy thoughts about you?"
She sighed as she turned and began climbing the stairs.
Lee sighed as well because he was in a great position to look up the back of her legs to judge just how well they look higher up but her long coat blocked the view.
Fuck coats, he thought.
The kitchen was modern and very tidy and she'd left late supper prepared and heated the meatballs in the microwave and she ate some too and had coffee.
"I had suggested to Ted (brother of Lee's mom) you drop the title of aunt when addressing me and he agreed. Of course then I wasn't aware you'd arrive and immediately begin talking to me inappropriately."
"Oh then does that mean if I'd waited a couple of days before talking to you suggestively that would have been okay?"
Her face colored and she laughed, unable to block it.
"God you are a manipulator."
He looked pleased and she sighed.
"I'll clear away and them am off to bed."
"May I undress you?"
She took their plates and cooking dish to the sink without answering.
She'd hung her coat in the hall and so when Lee turned and ran a hand down her nearest buttock and she leant over the bench he felt her shape through the wool dress.
She didn't flinch or tell him to stop that.
Surprised, he dropped his hand, unable to think of what to do next.
"May I dry?"
"No I'll leave them to soak overnight. You touched me."
"Yeah, so I did."
"I'll take you to the guestroom."
That confused Lee.
What the hell did she mean alleging that, er accusing him of touching her, and then not bawling him out?
The room was lovely and she pulled the bedclothes down for him and then said goodnight.
"Do I get a kiss goodnight?"
She turned to stand facing him, legs slightly apart, hands relaxed at her sides.
Lee almost dribbled in excitement. She'd opened herself up to him. It was his decision to move in and grab one of those juicy tits or to press a hand forward into pussy and then turn the deep kiss into a tonguing.
Wow.
But she was playing a game, wasn't she? Attempting to see how far he was prepared to go.
And then what?
He had no idea and he was more comfortable if he was the one calling the shots.
Lee moved forward and gently kissed her, resting his hands gently on her shoulders for the brief duration of the kiss.
"I don't mind if you kiss my lips."
"I'll remember that," he smiled. "Everything about you is so lush."
He stood aside and said, "Thank you for collecting me from the bus station and thank you for writing and inviting me to come and stay. Um why didn't you just email the invitation?"
"A letter is so much more personal," she smiled. "I'm the interloper in the family. I wrote to you personally to give you the opportunity to personally reject me."
"Well now you know."
"Yes you appear to be set to go to the other extreme," she smiled and left.
Lee heard a door open and shut while still wondering what the hell did that mean. Was she expecting him to fuck her?"
In bed he thought of jerking off but yawned and thought he'd rather have Charlotte jerk him and then suck him dry.
He pondered, was Lee Robb obsessed with his aunt by marriage?
He thought so, and smiled.
Lee was up dressed in the morning when there was a knock on the door and his uncle arrived with coffee.
Uncle Ted put the coffee down and they engaged in backslapping and Lee answered questions about his family.
"You're filling out boy and looking good," said the 53-year old enviously. "The girls will be all over you."
"You have to factor in the competition to be faced."
Uncle Ted laughed and said that was a smart answer and told Lee to bring his coffee to the kitchen.
"I'm proud of you gaining your MBA."
"Thanks Unc."
The house was warm and Lee's aunt was flitting around getting breakfast wearing fucking flannel pajamas. Lee hated them and believed they were invented to discourage guys having sex with women. Even worse, Charlotte was wearing a long and heavy apron rather than one of those frilly things that start halfway down the tits and finish with lacy trim just above the groin to give a guy focus where his focus ought to be.
"Good morning, kiss me darling."
God was she crazy, with Uncle Ted sitting down with the newspaper only three feet away.
Fuck it, if she wanted it she'd get it. He kissed her fully on the lips and was sure they were open slightly.
"Thank you darling. Please sit. We are so happy to have Lee here aren't we Ted?"
"Of course and I've already told him he was welcome."
"I told Lee to drop the aunt title with me but he seemed nervous about that and probably would appreciate hearing your approval."
"Yeah just call her Charlotte. I call her Lottie and you can if you wish."
"No that will be your intimate name for her. Charlotte is fine with me."
"As you wish. She's taken no appointments for the next few days so she can spend all her time with you as everything here will be unfamiliar for you."
"That's lovely of you Charlotte."
"Well she is lovely Lee, don't you think?"
"Yeah, she's swell."
Charlotte chuckled and said she was being discussed like a piece of meat and both men said oh no.
When Ted went downstairs to begin his day's work Charlotte said, "What would you like to do?"
"Watch you dress."
"Don't be tiresome darling, go and make your bed."
Lee's mouth tightened and he slouched off. God why couldn't she relax? It was like dealing with an old woman like his mom... wooden in responses, all spontaneity gone.
Oh yeah? Well perhaps not with Charlotte.
He pulled the bed covers straight after making the usual male quick and ineffectual pass to palm the bottom sheet straight and thought about going down and asking Uncle Ted if there was anything he could do to help out. He sat on a chair and flicked through a copy of 'National Geographic'.
"Oh Lee?"
