It was a crisp, autumn Thursday and 18 year old Candace Foster sighed as she entered her home and trudged through the through the living room. Her mother, Doris, was in the kitchen making dinner. Doris said hi to her daughter but Candace had a rotten day at school and didn't feel like talking to anyone. She stopped at the base of the stairs to acknowledge her mother but didn't speak.
"Candace honey, what's wrong? How was your day?" Doris asked.
"It was fine, Mom." Candace said in a deadpan voice.
"You don't sound like you had a good day. Come on, talk to me." Doris said, coming over to her.
Candace sighed. "Mom, I'll be fine. It's a boy thing." she said, hoping that her mother would leave her alone.
"Boys huh?" Doris asked, turning and going back into the kitchen to continue cooking. "Well, if you want to talk please let me know. I have a good ear."
"Thanks Mom." Candace said, heading up the stairs.
"Oh by the way, your Aunt Peg is coming to visit for a while. She'll be here tomorrow." Doris said.
Candace stopped and looked at her mother. "Aunt Peg? I didn't know you had a sister named Peg." she said.
Doris blew out a sigh. "Yeah well, she's really my half-sister. I didn't even know about her until a couple of years ago." she replied.
"Oh wow." Candace said with a laugh. "What happened? Grandpa cheated on Grandma?"
Doris frowned and shook her head. "No, it was before your grandfather married your grandmother. My father was wild during those days. Youthful exuberance is what he called it when he told my mother about it. Anyway, Peg tracked him down a couple of years ago then she tracked me down on Facebook. We began talking and got to know each other. She's a bit of a wild child but she actually is pretty cool. I think you'll like her. She's nothing like me." Doris said. "Here, let me show you." She grabbed her smartphone and pulled up Facebook. She typed in the name Peggy Anderson and the page came up. She handed the phone to Candace.
The first thing that Candace noticed was that the woman was a good 10 years older than her parents. The second thing she noticed was her humongous bosom. The woman had to be sporting some triple Ds at the very least. She also had platinum blonde hair. She had GILF written all over her. As she looked more down the page though, Candace thought she'd be fun to get to know and hang out with. She handed her mother back her phone.
"She seems cool." Candace said with a nod. "Does Dad know?" she asked.
"Your father knows about her. He wasn't exactly thrilled when Peg asked to stay with us for a bit but he'll go along with it." Doris said. "She had been living in Houston Texas for a long time now and is making a move to this area. She wants to find work and get stable here."
"Why?" Candace asked.
Doris shrugged. "Not sure. I asked her but she really didn't answer but I think it's because she has no other family; at least I don't think she does. She just wants to be closer to us." she said.
"Hmm." Candace said thoughtfully and headed to her room. Now she knew she didn't want to say anything to her mother about her situation. Especially given the subject. If Aunt Peg is as cool as her mother said she is, she'd be the one to ask on the subject.
Candace didn't have any other brothers and sisters and knew she was never going to. Her parents were too old to start over raising kids so Candace concentrated on her grades in school so she could get a good scholarship and leave home when she graduated. She was never really a rebellious child but her parents didn't understand her. They were from a different time and were decidedly old-school.
As far as her parents knew, Candace was still a virgin and not even thinking of boys. Of course at her age, maybe they figured she would be more interested in boys but Candace never tried to bring any boys home to meet or anything like that. Her focus stayed on her grades. She did have a few friends she hung out with on occasion and her parents knew of them but they never really came around.
On the flipside of the coin however, Candace was no virgin, not at all. She wasn't quite a slut but she had some experience and was still learning. Her present boyfriend was threatening to leave her because she wasn't good at giving head, as he termed it. This was why she was in a bad mood when she came home from school. No, this WAS NOT something she could talk to her mother about.
The next day was Saturday and Candace slept in. It was almost 11am when she woke up and went into the kitchen. Her father, Steven, was sitting at the dining table sipping on a cup of coffee and reading the newspaper.
"Hi Dad.." Candace said grumpily. "Where's Mom?"
"Hi honey. Your mother went to the airport to pick up Aunt Peg." Steven said.
Candace looked at her father. "What do you think about all of this, Dad?" she asked.
Steven put down the paper and let out a sigh. "Well, she's family, sweetie. From what your mother told me, she sounds like a hoot. Maybe she'll brighten things up around here a bit. I'm fine with it." he said unconvincingly.
Candace smiled. Her father would do anything her mother told him to do. He just wanted to make her happy. Candace was going to look forward to meeting her new aunt.
She didn't have to wait long. About 20 minutes later, Doris was back with the new guest in tow. Steven was a bit flabbergasted when he first saw Peg. He had also seen Peg's Facebook page but it didn't do her justice. His wife had a classic middle-age look although Doris was just a shade over 40 years old. She was of average height and weight, nothing specific stood out on her body-wise. and she usually wore her dirty-blonde hair in a ponytail. Her half-sister was strikingly different. Aunt Peg was tall at 5'9 and was built like the proverbial brick shithouse with her platinum blonde hair and huge bosom. She seemed especially proud of them. With her white, tight frilly blouse, Peg wore a tight black skirt that hugged her round juicy bottom and some black stilettos. Steven caught himself staring and he knew his wife saw him. He'd be in trouble for that later on.
"Peggy, this is my husband Steven." Doris said by introduction.
Peg came over and held out her arms for a hug. "Hi there, little brother!!" she gushed as she wrapped her arms around Steven. He could feel her soft, cushiony bosom against him and his dick jumped.
"It's nice to meet you finally, Peg." Steven said nervously.
Peg spoke with a deep Texas drawl that she could never get rid of. "And I am just tickled pink to finally meet y'all." She looked around. "And where is little Candace?" Candace had heard the voices and came out of her room and downstairs. She waved at Peg, who motioned for Candace to come give her a hug. Candace smiled and complied. Peg gave her a big ol bear hug then stood back to look at her. "Sooo pretty." Peg cooed. "And you are how old?" she asked.
"I'm 18." Candace said shyly.
"Oh... to be that age again." Aunt Peg said. "The world is at your feet at that age."
"Come on Peggy, I'll show you to your room." Doris said, scowling at Steven as she passed by him.
The family had dinner that night and Peg caught them up with what was going in with her. She had been living in Houston Texas this whole time. Her mother had moved to Dallas soon after giving birth to Peg. She didn't find Doris's father until Peg was five years old.
"Wow..." Candace said.
"Anyway, I'm happy to be here with y'all and I appreciate your hospitality." Aunt Peg said with a smile.
"We're happy your are here too, Peggy." Steven said.
Aunt Peg patted her belly. "Well, I am stuffed. And very tired. I think i need to rest these old tired bones." she drawled.
