Aunt Hilary & I

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All characters within are fictional and bear no resemblance to anyone in particular.

All characters are over the age of 18 and are consenting to the outcome of the story and all activities within.

1

The summer had come to an end and I was in my final preparations for going to University, and I was excited to go and had my car packed up already. Finally I thought to myself as I had taken 4 years out of education to both work and travel a little. Having worked so hard in school to achieve the best grades I could, the break away from education was needed.

My name is Rowan and I recently celebrated my 22nd birthday, I am just your average looking guy. At about 5'10" and weighing around 90Kg, having played rugby and doing a lot of cycling in my youth, I still have a good physique even with a bit of a belly. I had been sporting a beard and long hair, inspired by the show called Sons of Anarchy but now am clean shaven and my hair is a lot neater.

Growing up, I was never the popular guy even though I did well on the rugby pitch but never really had the looks that the typical girls sought. I focused on studying and enjoyed my hobby of video gaming, probably having all the consoles out there and now a high power PC and a tablet laptop. Back to girls, I have only had one girlfriend and that relationship lasted all of 7 months and we hadn't really covered much area in the bedroom side of things.

All that aside, I was a happy albeit shy guy and was about to start the next phase of my life journey. I had secured a place in one of the countries top Universities and even luckier that my Fathers elder sister was a Professor of English there, and she had agreed to provide me with a roof over my head. She had sent me a letter that arrived a few days ago to explain some ground rules and to tell me that she was looking forward to having a housemate. It had been over 2 years since I last saw her in person, just before the country went into lockdown with Covid.

"Ro?" Hearing my Mother call up the stairs to me. "Rowan?"

"Coming down now Mum!" I glanced around my bedroom and was satisfied that I had everything, picking up my rucksack and slinging it over my shoulder and then grabbing the holdall by my feet.

I turned the light out and closed the door of my bedroom behind me as I made my way downstairs, my mother watching me with a smile on her face but with sadness in her eyes. I smiled at her and placed my bags down in the hall by the front door.

"All set dear?" She held her arms out and walked towards me, wrapping my arms around her waist as we embraced each other. "I can't believe you are finally going!"

"I will still come back and see you guys every now and then!" I held her firmly against my body, her warmth enveloped me and brought tears to my eyes. I sniffed.

"Oh, don't you start!" She spoke into my ear. "You will set me off too!"

My father walked into the hallway and then towards my mother and I, he put his arms around the both of us and squeezed. He was smiling.

"Hey Kiddo! Got everything you need?" He asked.

"I believe I have! Why do you look so happy?" I asked jokingly.

"Well, it is not everyday that your only child finally leaves the nest!" He emphasised the word 'finally' "I will be able to walk around the house naked again!"

"JIM!!" My mother almost jumped into the air, she turned and slapped my father on the shoulder. "Not in front of Ro!

He had pinched her arse, she had pressed her crotch into mine as she was startled by the action. I would be lying if I said that I hadn't felt slightly aroused by such an innocent thing. She was a beautiful woman but I never looked at her that way nor fantasised about her, she was my mother after all.

"You two need to get a room!" I said and then felt my mother slap me on the shoulder too.

"Rowan!" She smiled at me, her eyes glistening.

"The sooner you go Son, the sooner I can have a tumble with this gorgeous woman!" He tickled my mother just above the hips, she ran off giggling and stopped by the kitchen door.

"Jim enough already!"

"Come on then Son, let's get you on your way!" He picked up my holdall and opened the front door, I followed and then my mother came out after me with her arms wrapped around herself.

After the last of my bags were loaded, I turned to them both and sighed with a smile on my face before embracing them once more.

"Drive safe okay, Kiddo!" My father said with a stern expression on his face.

"And phone us when you get there!" My mother added.

"I will!" Walking to my open door, looking back at them both, "I love you guys!"

"Love you too!" They both replied in unison, holding each other with arms around their backs.

Climbing into my car, I smiled at them as I closed the door and fired up the engine. Putting it in gear and pulled off slowly and drove to the entrance of the driveway, looking in the rear view mirror I could see my mother bury her face into my father's chest. I swallowed the lump in my throat and pulled out onto the road and tooted my horn several times. Wiping my eyes, I turned my music up and began my 3 hour drive to my aunt's house.

2

Daylight was fading quickly as I drove slowly along the road that my aunt's house was supposed to be on, even with my headlights on I found it hard to see any numbers. Reaching the end of the road, I began to turn my car around when I noticed a brass plaque on a gate post belonging to the last house on the road. Stepping out of my car and walking up to inspect the plaque, I smiled when I saw our family name written on it and then peered up the driveway before returning to the car. As the light from my headlights moved across the front of the grand building, a light came on behind the front door and then a large lamp above the front door came to life. Pulling up next to her car, I stopped the engine and closed my eyes momentarily.

My aunt was now standing at the top of the steps with her arms folded across her chest and she had a big smile on her face, all of a sudden I had butterflies in my stomach. Stepping out of my car and closing the door, I looked towards her and smiled back and closed the door behind me. Deciding to come back for my stuff later, I walked up the steps towards her, I had forgotten what she looked like and was taken back by how beautiful she was for a woman her age.

"Hello my darling sweet boy!" She held her arms wide, waiting for me to join her.

"Hello aunty Hilary, it is good to see you again!" Putting my arms around her, we hugged briefly. It was a nice hug and I could have stayed in the moment for some time, the butterflies returned.

"Let me take a look at you!" She moved me away from her body at arms length and looked me up and down, she looked back into my eyes over the rim of her glasses and smiled. "You have turned into quite a handsome man Rowan, bet the ladies are hot on your heels!"

"If only aunt Hilary!" I laughed nervously. "I don't have much luck at all to be honest but I am okay with it! I have my studies to focus on anyway!"

"True, you never know though!" She placed her hand on my cheek. "She could be right under your nose my dear boy!""

I didn't have any reason to think more of those words she said to me, but they had had an impact on my subconscious because I was looking at her in a different light than I used to. I simply dismissed the thoughts, there were no grounds for me to think of them as anything but innocent. I just blushed at her.

"Come on, are you hungry? What about your bags? Shall we bring them in now?" She blurted out the questions in a single breath.

"I could eat!" Turning to my car. "My stuff can wait!"

"Very well, follow me then." She turned and began walking through the front door and I followed.

Aunt Hilary was 17 years older than my father, the story is that my grandparents thought they were past being able to have children but apparently they were wrong. They had been so happy about it because they had had several failed pregnancies and both science and our health surface was not as advanced as it was now, albeit the NHS was a shadow of its former self. So, my aunt could literally be my grandmother! She was roughly the same height as me, with her low heels on. She had been a brunette but she was now silvery gray in colour, curly and just above her shoulders in length. Her face was pretty, a few light wrinkles at her eyes but they were not that noticeable when she wore her glasses, which she had perched on her nose.

As we walked down the hall, I took the time to study her body and watch her as she walked. She was fairly slim for her age, her breasts were not that big and I wouldn't have been able to guess their size anyway. Her waistline was slim and her hips widened quite a bit, she did have a sizable arse and her legs had a nice shape to them. I couldn't really see much else for the outfit she had on. She was wearing low heels, natural tights under a skirt that came just below the knees. She wore a cashmere jumper over a shirt with tiny flowers. She had a lovely gait, walking with purpose and her footfall firm. The scent of her perfume caught my attention as she walked, I would have to ask her about it.

"I took the liberty of preparing a light dinner, thinking you might need something after your drive!"

"Thank you." I said.

"Take a look in the fridge for something to drink, just help yourself ok!" She gathered some plates and dished up the food.

"Can I get you something to drink?"

"Ooh, I will have a glass of wine please!"

"Sure thing!" I poured two glasses and set them down on the table and sat down beside her. "Something smells nice!"

"Hope you don't mind vegetarian cuisine?" Picking up her glass and taking a sip, she looked for my reaction. "I haven't eaten meat in over 40 years now!"

"Oh wow! That is quite incredible!" I took a mouthful and my eyes lit up, she smiled at my reaction.

"You like?"

All I could do was give her the thumbs up as I woofed it down and cleared my plate, it was a very nice meal. She motioned to the stove, so I helped myself to another plate full and sat back down. She was very graceful as she ate, unlike myself so I endeavoured to pace myself and make conversation with her. We spoke for some time, we spoke about many things and went over some of the ground rules again.

I was mainly to respect her home, respect her space and as she so eloquently put it, She told me not to be a dick! I laughed but could see that she meant it, so I promised that I would follow them. She also asked me to not bring groups of people back for parties, and to give her sufficient notice If I was to bring someone like a girlfriend or boyfriend back.

"Is that ok?" She asked.

"Of course."

"This is my home, and now yours too!" She placed her hand on mine and gave it a gentle squeeze, leaving it there as she drained her glass. "I want you to enjoy it, it is a lovely place!"

"I understand, having your private and professional life kept separate is important and with your status at the university." I stopped talking when she squeezed my hand again.

"Thank you for understanding." She smiled and stood up.

"Can you let me tidy up?" I stood up too. "It is the least I could do for such a wonderful meal!"

"My dear boy, you were going to do it anyway!" She grinned, carrying her plate to the sink. "Tell you what! I will put the food away and you can rinse everything before loading the dishwasher."

"Sounds good to me!"

After clearing everything up, we brought my stuff in from the car and dumped it in a room off the hallway so that I could sort it all out in my own time. I was then given a guided tour of the house, it was big and I could easily get lost in it. Showing me her floor, consisting of her bedroom, a separate dressing room, bathroom and reading room. I was up on the floor above hers, it was not as big but I had rooms that I could use how I wished. I was surprised to learn that she had a hot tub outside in her large garden that was not overlooked by any neighbour, it was very well looked after as was the interior of the house. She later explained that she had a cleaner twice a week and a gardener came weekly. I wouldn't have to worry about my laundry and ironing either as that would be taken care of too! I knew that I would enjoy living there after I heard that.

"I shall bid you goodnight and let you get settled in." She put her arms around my waist and hugged me. "I hope you enjoy it here!"

"Thank you Aunt Hilary." I hugged her back. We then parted company, I watched her walk up the stairs.

"Goodnight!" She said as she reached the top of them and turned her head to look down at me.

"Goodnight!" I saw her smile and then she disappeared.

I had lugged a few bags up and all my tech stuff like my PC, couldn't face another trip so I left it for the morning to bring the rest up. I began stripping my clothes off as I went into my bathroom, did my business on the toilet and then turned the shower on. The hot water felt amazing on my body and soon steamed the glass up. Pulling my foreskin back, the head of my penis was all slick with pre-cum which I found slightly odd because I hadn't felt aroused at all. I stroked my cock as it grew in my hand, at roughly 7 inches and quite thick as well. Turning around to face away from the showerhead, I continued stroking it as I moved my hips back and forth with my other hand planted on the wall. My mind was blank as I brought my climax on, moments later cum was shooting onto the wall and my legs turned to jelly as I massaged the remaining semen from my throbbing cock. I quickly washed myself clean and finished getting ready for bed.

As I lay there in the unfamiliar surroundings but albeit comfortable bed, my mind drifted and I was thinking about my aunt and the interaction we had with each other. Something felt different I thought, I was thinking about her as a woman and not as my father's older sister. I rolled onto my side, fully aware of the semi I had but chose to ignore it and closed my eyes. I had fallen asleep with ease.

3

Over the next few months, I settled into my new home and focused on my studies at University. I had made a few friends but preferred to keep to myself for the most part, not wanting too many distractions because I had trouble focusing as it is. Since my arrival at my aunt's house, we have developed a close bond with each other and I have really grown to enjoy her company. We always shared meal times together and talked and laughed a lot, we could also just be in the same room in silence and it would be nice.

I knew that I was developing feelings for her, I knew it was wrong too but I couldn't help it and always took pleasure in looking at her when she was unaware. Not in a grotesque pervy way but more admiration and appreciation of the woman she was. I had discovered that she was also an accomplished musician, she played the cello and practiced in her room several times a week but I had never seen her play. When she did play, I would normally stop what I was doing and close my eyes as she played music that I had never heard before.

The other thing that I noticed was how tactile she was with me, she would always put her hand on my hand, arm or shoulder or give me a hug every now and then. I didn't mind because part of me wanted her to do it, it made me feel wanted and more confident plus it also stirred up feelings in me. She seemed a lot happier too, not that I really how she was before I moved in but since that day, it is almost like a spark has turned into a flame and my being there was good for her too.

If I said that I hadn't pleasured myself with my aunt in my thoughts, then I would be telling a big fat lie! Naturally I didn't set out to do it but she just came into my thoughts and imagined her naked, well that just gave me such an erection that I slowly rub one out and shoot my load. I had once considered entering her room whilst alone in the house, I just couldn't bring myself to do it because it would have felt like a betrayal and I don't think I would be able to keep it to myself and probably confess to her.

I stood there looking at my reflection in the mirror, my apparent bulge could clearly be noticed in the shorts I was wearing and I only hoped that it would dissipate before I got downstairs. My aunt had asked me whether I cycled or not and was delighted when I said that I sometimes did and had been into it several years ago. As I got downstairs to meet her, I couldn't help but stop in my tracks when I saw her all kitted up in her cycling gear. Wearing lycra top & bottom, ankle socks and proper cycling shoes as well a helmet, All of which accentuated her body. Her breasts appeared to be larger than I had initially imagined, her waist fairly narrow and her bum! Well, what can I say except that my cock grew instantly when she bent down to check her shoes. I couldn't help but stare.

"Rowan?" She smiled at me. "Does it look nice?"

"What? Oh sorry! Lost in thought!" I coughed and brushed the back of my head, looking away with embarrassment for being caught all over my face.

"Come on!" She winked at me and her smile could have reached her ears.

I found it hard to not look at her, following her to the garage to get the bikes out. Her thighs were thicker than I had imagined they would be and her calves were muscular, she clearly took her cycling seriously and I now wondered if it was a good idea because I had thought we would only be doing a couple of miles.

"There you go dear, it was delivered this morning and the helmet should fit fine." The bike and helmet were hired, I was pleasantly surprised that the bike was high end and super light.

"Thank you for sorting that out!" I put the helmet on and wheeled the bike outside, again following her and staring at her arse as she walked.

"No bike, no ride huh!" she said sarcastically, stepping over her seat and clipping one foot in.

"You should lead and set the pace and I will just follow!" I said to her, it was the logical thing to do.

"I know your game! You just want to stare at my arse!" She laughed. "Just winding you up dear boy!"

"Well, it is impressive!" I had said it aloud and began to regret it, she just laughed at me and winked.

"Such a perv!" She said jokingly and then pushed off down the drive.

I was a little conflicted by her last words to me, was I a pervert I wondered to myself. I shook my head and dismissed the notion, I liked to look at her but never spied on her when she could be vulnerable, I simply appreciated her. Pushing off after her, we embarked on one of the longest rides I think I have ever done in my life! It had been made easier by the sight of her arse, it was the proverbial carrot on a stick for me.

"How are you doing back there?" I heard her shout back to me, we had been cycling for about an hour and a half at this point.

We had made conversation and spoke about everyday life and my studies, I had also complimented her on her music and asked if I could watch her play sometime but she hadn't answered that question. I let it go and carried on staring at her arse that looked like it could burst from her lycra shorts. My cock was hard and I would have loved to free it from its confines and rub one out as I cycled behind her, thinking about spreading her arse cheeks and exposing her asshole. If only I thought and continued to maintain her pace.

"All good back here! How long before we get back home?" I enquired, my legs were beginning to jellify and my butt was a little sore.

"Not too far, probably about 6 miles to go now before we are back! Do you want to stop for a break?"

"No, I will be ok! Let's keep the momentum up." II watched her look back and smile at me, raising herself from her seat as she pedalled away with her arse swaying.

I had to try and focus but missed the moment, I could have sworn that the crotch of her shorts was darker than the rest of them, she was either sweaty or aroused. Either way, the thought had my cock pulsating and I wondered if I could bring myself off by rubbing it back and forth on my seat as I pedalled behind. I couldn't do it though, wanking in bed was one thing, behind her as she cycled in front was another.