College graduation was a milestone for me. An act of perseverance. I was only a middling student in a small state school, and even though it took me five years to finish, I eventually received my diploma in the mail. No walk across the stage for me. I was happy just to be done with a degree in business and a minor in art. The world was in front of me, even though the prospects were presently dim.
I had returned home, if that is what you call it, to the approval of my father and stepmother who were elated that I had actually completed something. My track record up until then was a bit broken and graduating from college was something they never believed I could do. But my welcome was short lived. Soon after returning home and doing my best to lay low for the summer, I received a boot of sorts.
"Sammy, we have a big favor to ask." My stepmother, Julie, stood next to me in her bikini blocking my sun and interrupting my fantasy about a coed I never had the courage to ask out.
This was only day three of my summer but already I sensed something was up. A favor more likely would be a demand.
"Aunt Jenn needs a helping hand. Her husband has left her, and she needs some help. And since you're free, we thought you could give her some support. She'll pay you a stipend and give you room and board. It won't be much to start but it will be a big help to her."
Aunt Jenn was Julie's younger sister who lived about 250 miles away in the Phoenix area. She and her husband had some kind of internet business, promoting web sites or something, and had done well, or so it seemed, at least until now. I had met her a few times only briefly. My dad had remarried when I was a freshman at school, and most of the time I was away in college and missed many of the family gatherings. Regardless, Aunt Jenn was a knockout blonde who was married to a cheese mouth prick as far as I could tell.
"Doing what?" Lying by my parents' pool was all the work I had in mind for at least the short term. I thought I deserved a break after scraping through college.
"I'm not entirely sure, but I think she needs some help with the business, and you have a degree in business. Besides, you'll need some experience. This might be a good opportunity. I think she also needs some help with the house and yard. Money is a little tight since Harold left her."
A summer in Phoenix did not especially appeal to me with the months of stifling heat, but Aunt Jenn's huge house was nice with a large pool and spa. Besides, I really didn't have much choice since I was doing nothing but loafing anyway, so before I knew it, I was packed up and driving to Phoenix.
When I arrived in early June, the temps were already in the triple digits. Thank god for air conditioning. I pulled through the gate and into Jenn's cobblestone driveway and parked. I had been to their house only once before and had forgotten how plush it was. The walkway to the front door was enclosed with bougainvillea hedges and manicured lawn. The huge oak timber front door was located in a shaded portico. I pressed the buzzer and waited.
Soon I heard footsteps marching on the tile in the house, and Jenn opened the door. I had forgotten just how gorgeous she was, and how tiny. She probably only stood about 5'3" in her bare feet, but I also remembered she had quite a body. Her shoulder length blonde hair was pulled back in a ponytail and she was wearing a loose-fitting frock that did nothing for her figure, but there was no mistaking her beauty.
"Sammy! How are you? Come on in." She gave me a big hug as I stood there somewhat dazed after my long drive and her cheerful greeting. I bent down to hug her in return and immediately felt two large breasts squishing into me under her tent.
Jenn's blonde hair was set off by stunning blue eyes. And even though she was my aunt—technically my step aunt—she looked not much older than me. I later learned that she was 36, nearly 8 years younger than her sister, my stepmother.
After some preliminaries, she showed me my room next to hers. I had my own private bath and glass doors out to the pool area.
"Get settled in and then come on out to the pool. It's starting to cool down a bit and evenings are still wonderful this time of year."
I unpacked a few things and put on a pair of trunks. I could see Jenn lying on a lounger under the gazebo next to the pool. It appeared that the frock had been traded for a two-piece swimsuit.
I opened my doors to the pool area and hotfooted it to the gazebo. The sun was dipping but the patio was still blazing. Jenn was lounging and wearing a dark pair of sunglasses. A cooler sat next to her.
"I brought out some beer and wine so you could relax. Glasses are chilled in the cooler as well. Help yourself."
The chardonnay in the cooler was already half empty. I helped myself to a beer and inserted the bottle into a cozy while I sat on the lounger next to Jenn. I tried not to stare, but it was nearly impossible.
Jenn sat up and adjusted the lounger to a sitting position. Her bikini top strained to hold two massive breasts with a thin strap around her neck. Her ample cleavage would easily hold my beer bottle, and I imagined how much fun it would be to put my head between those tits and motorboat them. Beads of sweat ran down her chest and pooled on her stomach in the afternoon heat. I tried in vain to hide my thickening cock by placing my beer bottle on my lap and hoping she wouldn't notice.
Both Jenn and Julie, my stepmother, sported fantastic bodies, but Julie had put on a few extra pounds since marrying my father. And, she was my stepmother. Not that I didn't look, mind you, but even though I may have occasionally harbored thoughts of plowing into her when I was jacking off at night, I just considered it a healthy, albeit slightly incestuous, fantasy.
Jenn on the other hand had not an ounce of extra fat. No lumpy bulges or cellulite. In fact, she was skinny in most places. Her legs were well shaped but thin, and her hips were narrow. But her breasts...Oh my god. They were huge and topped by a pair of prominently jutting nipples.
"My gosh, Sammy. You're all grown up! I can't believe you are already out of college. And thank you for coming to help me. This means so much to me and I'll be forever grateful. I hope I can repay you some day."
I struggled to keep my eyes above her chest, but there was no way to avoid staring. Aunt Jenn had a pair of tits to keep me awake at night.
