It was 1960 and my bedroom was right off the kitchen which also lead to our basement. I was always so excited when my aunt would come to town, she was so very pretty and even at the age of 17 I already know she was a special lady with the fact Aunt Sally was a dancer on Broadway.
Sally would come to town and she would bring so many pieces of luggage, she loved all of us and her smile was as big as her heart. Sally would always be in heels and stocking and I know this is where my stocking fetish came to be.
I always wondered when my mom would invited her friends to stop by (my mom and dad went to parties every Saturday evening with 12 other couples) and 2-3 of the ladies from these parties would stop by when Aunt Sally was in town after we had dinner and talk with my mom and dad and Aunt Sally until late at night, eventually bringing the talking to the basement so that they would not wake me up.
But I always found it odd when my mom and dad would take afternoon showers and dress up before dinner when Sally was in town, mom would come out of her room with stocking and heels and smell as good as Sally and looked well sexy if I may say so myself.
My dad had a tool room off the shower in the basement and when I was about 18/19 I remember making a small little hole in the ceiling time so that I could spy into the shower area in anticipation of my Aunt Sally's arrival. Sally would come to town, as I said, all dolled up almost in anticipation of their long night talks and would take a shower within an hour after she arrived at our house.
I listened as she walked from the back bedroom into the bathroom to take a shower and then that's when I made my move going into the back bedroom and touching the stocking she just wore and then making my way up and over the work bench to spy on my aunt.
The first time I thought my heart was going to pound right out of my chest, crawling up trying now to make one little noise and then the light from the bathroom as I looked inside the bathroom to find my aunt naked with the sink on and facing the mirror as she began to shave herself. One leg up on the toilet seat as she shaved each side of our pussy and then as I watch her squat as she shaved her bottom making sure she was well shaved except for the mount of hair on top. She was fast and I still remember her beautiful breasts with dark brown nipples as she finally face toward the shower and walked in. I watched as she soaped up the cloth rubbing her breast and shoulders and how the first time I heard her moan just a little bit as she rubbed her clit with the wash cloth and then aimed the water towards her pussy as she rubbed it hard. What a sight for a 19 year old kid.
But that night continued to be special as my mom's friends came over after dinner and they all sat down about 8pm to have drinks and talk with the special guest Aunt Sally.