Zack left before Brian came home. I tried reassuring my husband that I could cope. I just hoped Brian could too.
I tried to distance myself from Zack at the wedding. I suppose not even he would be sick enough to spoil his mother's big day. However I could see the smirk on his face as I danced with Danny. Tina wanted a dance with her brother, and said I could dance with her new husband. Brian and I just looked at each other. Danny wasn't too bothered, but then again he didn't have an 18 year old tormenting him.
"Hey sis not so friendly with my husband," Tina said with a laugh.
I moved my hand off his hip; I didn't even know it was there. What with everything else going on in my mind it just didn't register.
"I'm only joking Sylvie don't look so worried."
I managed to smile at her and realised she was just teasing me again, as usual.
When the dance ended Danny kissed me. I wasn't really expecting it, and it must have shown on my face.
"Don't worry honey, it was just a one off, we agreed, OK?" Danny whispered.
I nodded, but I still found it hard to believe that I had sex with him. Not only that, but for some stupid reason I felt jealous of Tina, just for a second. While I danced with Danny I remembered how satisfied I had been that night. But it quickly went out of my mind when I saw the smirk on Zack's face!
Towards the end of the night Tina insisted I had a picture taken with Zack. I mean how could I refuse? I could see she was a little drunk.
"Sit on his knee Sylvie," she whispered and then chuckled, "and don't go wriggling around, if you know what I mean?"
I just lowered myself onto his lap, sideways on with my arm around his shoulder. Why the hell Tina had said that I didn't know. She was always teasing me, but to say that was a little too close to the mark even for her!
A few weeks ago I wouldn't have thought anything about sitting on Zack's knee. Now I had to stop my mind coming up with the thought about where his cock was, and it was his mother that had firmly planted it in my head! My ass was now sat on his lap, somewhere down there was his cock, touching my backside! I tugged my skirt down a little, but he still had plenty of leg on show.
Tina couldn't seem to get her camera to work. I winced as Zack stroked the underside of my crossed thigh; everyone seemed oblivious to this, apart from my husband. Brian moved forward, and I shook my head slightly telling him 'no'.
"You've got great legs auntie, better than mum's," Zack whispered.
Finally his grinning mother got the camera to work. How could I spoil her big day when she looked so radiant and happy? I couldn't.
"I love that perfume Auntie Sylvia, are you wearing it for me?" he whispered.
I just sat there trying to smile, as his hand groped my thigh and he groaned slightly.
By the end of the night Brian was drunk, he was soon tucked up in bed snoring his head off. My mind wandered to Zack in the next room, and the light touch of his fingers that stroked my leg. He had made me give him the black tights I wore to the wedding, but why?
Tina came round midmorning and had to go up and wake Zack up. They went off to lunch without Danny. Brain was still sleeping; he always did after too much booze. I found myself in Zack's room. Under the pillow I found my tights. I wanted to scream and throw them away, but again I held back. I found myself going through his bag in the hope of finding the video; I know a bloody stupid idea. I found nothing that seemed out of the ordinary. But he had left his mobile phone for some reason, and I thought this might hold a clue.
"Brian, come here," I called.
I could hear Brian snoring it just made me angry with him. Why wasn't he helping me to find a way to stop this?
I scrolled down the video section. Maybe Zack had managed to copy the tape to his phone. I didn't know much about mobile phones, I didn't even know if it was possible. One particular title had me quaking 'Becky blowjob'. I pressed play and in the grainy picture I saw the top of a girls head. The phone was pointing down at her. My hand covered my mouth in shock as I heard Zack panting, and this poor schoolgirl gagging on his cock! I watched as he had hold of her hair. Then he started groaning and forcing himself harder into her. The poor girl Becky (I assume) was gagging and choking, and then I heard her swallow! I stopped it and threw it back in his bag. I remembered Zack talked about a new girl at school. Her name was Becky, and Zack said she seemed a little older than 18 sometimes, is this what he meant by that?
"I'm going out to tidy the garden," Brian called, later that afternoon.
I found myself back in Zack's room. I opened his phone again and scrolled past the video I had watched. Then I came across 2 titles that had my stomach churning, 'Aunties Legs'. I sat watching the phone tremble in my hand. I didn't want to look but I had too. The screen came on, and even though the images were blurred, I knew it was my legs under the kitchen table. I remembered Zack sat opposite Tina and me, playing with his mobile phone that she gave him for his 18th. I didn't think anything of it at the time; I didn't even know his phone had a video on it. I watched the very blurred picture as it moved to Tina's legs! I gasped out loud, he was videoing his own mother's legs!
The video ended and I moved to the next. There was Tina and me going up the escalator, the very day I had tried to stop all this.
The backs of my thighs were there in broad daylight! This picture was far clearer than the under the table shot. I shuddered as the camera seemed to be getting closer to my legs. There they were filling the screen, my little white panties with the flower print under the central seam of my tights!
The picture blurred and shook and seemed to be shut off quickly. That must have been when I turned round. The next video clip was entitled Miss Newark. I knew she was a school teacher, and Zack seemed to be under her desk! I caught a glimpse of her stocking tops, and what looked like a bare pussy, until she snapped her legs shut.
The front door slamming quickly had me gasping, and I dropped the phone.
I scrambled under the bed, trying desperately to retrieve it. I had to almost jam myself under the bed just to get one finger on it!
Heavy footsteps were now on the stairs, too heavy for Tina's. My stretching fingers only pushed the phone further away!
"Sylvie we're back!" I heard Tina call.
"I'll be down in a sec!" I called back in a flustered voice.
One final effort, one final stretch, and I managed to grab it.
My fingers frantically pushed all sorts of buttons, in an attempt to switch it off.
I threw the phone into Zack's bag and quickly flipped the flap over.
I met him on the landing. I knew my face was flushed, and I must have looked guilty as hell. I could see the quizzical expression on his face.
"I've left a present for you on the bed," I mumbled.
Zack pushed past me obviously not believing me. I watched him stop and stare at my yellow lacy panties; I had worn them under my wedding outfit. He looked back at me and picked them up. He rolled the material through his fingers as I watched in shock. He pushed them under his pillow, and as an after thought, he seemed to feel for my tights that he had left there.
"They are still there Zack," I whispered, "if, if you want them that is?"
He grinned and nodded. It was like he now thought I was trying my best to please him. I just hoped he didn't think I was enjoying this.
I had stood on the landing just staring at his bedroom door for 10 minutes. I had collected the washing and had it under my arm. I decided to go back and check his phone. Leaving my panties for him was a spur of the moment thing. It was the only way I could think up, to remove suspicion about me coming out from his room.
"The kettles boiled!" Tina called from the bottom of the stairs.
I hurried down the stairs now regretting giving him my panties. It was just like those embarrassing moments, you know, the one you cringe about forever when you remember them? So my cringing moment was giving my nephew my dirty panties as a trophy, and then asking him if he wanted them!
Tina and Danny went on honeymoon that night to Spain. Zack went up to bed, no doubt to do whatever disgusting things he did with my underwear!
Still he was off to school tomorrow, and then Brian and I could search his room at Tina's house. We were there nearly 2 bloody hours. I had got so desperate I even made Brian search Tina's room! All we succeeded in doing was knocking ballet dancer onto the floor and breaking an arm off. That afternoon Brian glued it back on and I returned it. The whole situation was now hopeless. We had come up empty handed, and my husband was leaving for the airport tomorrow evening. I saw him looking at two tickets, and asked him why he had two.
"I'm taking my secretary on this trip," he replied, as he stuffed them into his inside jacket pocket.
"You never have before," I mumbled.
He just shrugged his shoulders, "I need her on this trip Sylvia, besides she has worked very hard for me, helping to get things right."
Brian went back to Tina's house the next day, but again he hadn't found the video. Short of ripping up floor boards I didn't know what else to do.
"Do you think he'll try anything while you're away?" I asked faintly.
"Sylvia I don't know. What will you do if he does?"
"I don't know, but I can't really do much can I?"
I felt Brian slip his arms around my waist from behind me. His lips nuzzled into the back of my neck.
"You have to keep him happy, like you suggested," he whispered.
"He's very confident Brian," I mumbled distantly.
"Yes he is, just like in our fantasy."
"No don't say it," I said interrupting him, and twisting out of his grasp.
How could my husband be thinking such a thing, and why the hell was I thinking it too?
Zack hadn't shown any interest in me that day. I just hoped he was happy doing whatever he did with my underwear. He even told us he was going out, so we could have some time alone together. But that night in bed I had thoughts and images that I couldn't get out of my head. Brian fucked me quietly that night, but all I could think about was Zack, was he listening for a grunt or groan, that would tell him his aunt was having sex?
