This story is for entertainment only. It contains adult oriented material and descriptions of explicit sex. This is a work of fiction. The acts and characters contained within are fragments from the depths of my Apperceptive Mass and have no basis in fact.
Enjoy!……
B J W
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"At the high school Homecoming dinner an old classmate Tommy Rocke introduced his wife Loraine to me. Loraine is drop dead gorgeous and when she wears low cut tops…
Let just say when ever I glimpse her bodacious melons I feel my pants grow tight in the crotch. The night of the homecoming dinner she had suggested I join her and Tommy and sit with them for rest of the evening. "Tommy says that you're single J_Robb, Would you mind if I played matchmaker and introduced you my sister?" Loraine queried.
"Yes, Thanks, if she's as beautiful as you." I replied feeling my pants tighten in anticipation meeting a woman that was closely relate to Loraine.
Her eyes busted me checking out her boobs and with a coy smiling blush she said "Tommy warned me you were a complimentary Rogue, just what my sister needs."
"My Aunt is having a Soiree this weekend at her country place, can you make it?"
"A Soiree, isn't that like a bacchanal?" I answered "I'll be there, what time?"
"You'll just have to wait and see." She answered "We will pick you up because my aunt place is isolated and kinda hard to find." "About 10 o'clock Sat. morning."
We arrived at Aunt Polly's country place about noon and Loraine's sister Charlotte had started drinking early and was crocked to the gills when she was introduced to me.
"Nice to meet you Charlotte." I told her as I proffered my hand…lying through my clenched teeth.
"Hi buddy, have a little drinky!" pushing her glass of whiskey into my extended palm.
"Thanks but it's a little too early me yet." I explained putting the glass back into her hand. "Party Pooper…dumb butt. Party Pooper!" she protested as turned on her heel and staggered off toward the wet bar for another refill.
"J_Robb, I'm sorry it's her birthday and I guess she got started a little early. She really is very nice when she's sober." Loraine apologized for her sister.
Tommy walked up and offered, "J. Let me introduce my adopted Aunt Polly who is hosting this birthday Soiree."
As I turned around a Matronly woman with fiery red hair was approaching us.
"Aunt Polly this my friend J_Robb…he's a writer."
"Nice to meet you Mr. Robb…would you like to have some lunch.?… I think we're just about ready." She offered in a tone reminiscent of an old Mae West movie.
"Would you like to sit here between me and Charlotte?"
How could I refuse?
Charlotte finally staggered over to the table and slipped into the chair beside me. Aunt Polly raised her glass and offered a toast to Charlotte's birthday and we all drank to Charlotte. "Thank you very much to aunt Polly the Wicked Widow for hosting my twenty something birthday." Charlotte offered with nasty sarcasm. The electricity of tension chilled the festive activities as she finished.
"Wicked Widow?" I made the mistake of repeating. "She isn't really my Aunt; she just married my uncle Jake for his money." Charlotte explained. "Then she fucked him to death to get all of it for herself!" "Damn it! Charlotte shut your drunken mouth you ungrateful bitch!" Loraine rebuked. "Aunt Polly loved Jake and it wasn't her fault he had a heart attack."
Charlotte chugged her drink and continued in a little sing-song
"Polly Wally, Polly Wally, fucked uncle Jakie to death and now we're all out the will! Oh help me, help me; I think need another Pill."
"Since you can't Shut your drunken mouth, I'll shut it for you" Polly said raising her voice in anger as she stood up from her chair raised her hand to slap Charlotte's insulting mouth.
But as she did Charlotte's eyes rolled back in her head and she slumped into her chair slipping out on to the ground.
As she hit he ground, some red capsules fell out of her blouse pocket on the tile beside her. "Oh God, Char's been mixing pills and booze again. We'd better drive her to the Emergency Room to get her stomach pumped before it kills her!" Loraine proclaimed.
Tommy and loaded Charlotte into the SUV and Loraine asked Polly if she would see that I got home again. Polly assured her she would, winking at me as the SUV sped down the gravel road back to town.
"I don't think Charlotte is really the woman for you J." speculated Polly as she topped off my wine glass.
As the SUV disappeared into the horizon, Polly turned back toward me saying. "J_Robb, I have tried so hard to fit into their family especially since Jake died; they are the only family I have" Polly continued. "None of them have really liked me and Charlotte has the most venomous voice of the family"
I saw tears coming from her eyes beautifully set in her square face; beautiful eyes that betrayed a hidden, hungry passion to be loved.