A few days ago, my mom had called me and asked if I would go over to Aunt Lucy's house and fix a few things around the house for her. Of course, I told her that I would do it since I had my own house remodeling business and now that winter was in full swing, my scheduled projects had slowed down considerably affording me plenty of time to help Aunt Lucy and making my mom happy for doing it.
At thirty years old now, I had never married, nor did I currently have a girlfriend. I enjoyed being single and kept busy most of the time working and not having to worry about being tied down to a ball and chain. It was enough for me to have a few women friends with benefits knowing they had no desire to be tied down, either so getting together with one of them from time to time, satisfied my sexual needs.
Aunt Lucy is the youngest out of my mom's four siblings and had just turned forty-one a few months back. She had married her high school sweetheart after they graduated college, but her husband, Lenny, was killed while serving overseas in the military. Lucy never remarried nor did she have the desire to be with any other man after that.
She was very smart when it came to finances and took the nearly half-million-dollar death benefit and life insurance she received from the government, bought an older small two bedroom, one bathroom cottage for herself to live in and invested the rest in long term mutual funds and a rental property, quickly making herself enough to live on the rest of her life and then some.
However, when it came to fix-it projects around her house, it was Aunt Lucy's favorite nephew that always made the call to help her out and I was always more than happy to do so. It was not just the fact that she was family, either, because deep down inside, I had been quietly harboring a crush on her for as long as I can remember.
When I was younger, it was just an innocent crush like any other boy would have on an older girl. Lucy had often stayed with us and babysat me, so I grew up spending a lot of time with her and even as I became an adult, that crush changed to wanting to do the nasty with her. Of course, I never admitted it to anyone, fearing the repercussions of confessing my taboo desire for her, so I kept my feelings in check and just enjoyed spending time with her when I could.
It was not like Aunt Lucy was some gorgeous model or anything like that, she just had average looks, dirty blonde hair and standing around five foot three. She was a little soft around the middle now, with a nice sexy round ass and full breasts that I would guess to be either a size D or DD cup, but the best part about her was that she had the sweetest personality, a beautiful smile and a heart of gold, that never failed to turn me into a puddle of goo when I was around her.
It was early in the morning when I arrived at her place, and Aunt Lucy greeted me at the door wearing nothing but a flowered silky robe hanging loosely over a satin nightie that just came down to her mid-thigh. The chilly air from the outside hit her when she opened the door for me, instantly causing her nipples to become visibly hard.
As always, as soon as I got in the door, Lucy gave me a tight embrace, crushing her nipple hardened breasts against me, then rocking back and forth for several minutes until I feigned like I was getting tired of her hugs, but nothing could be further from the truth because I knew if I did not break away from her hug, I would be in danger of her feeling my rapidly growing cock.
Lucy giggled, released me, and said, "Awe now don't tell me you don't want me to hug you anymore, Jason, because you can't fool me. You love my hugs, don't you?"
I chuckled and replied, "Yeah, yeah, yeah, whatever."
"Come on in, I have a fresh pot of coffee on and some fresh scones," she said with a smile as she turned and headed towards the kitchen.
"Sounds good," I said, while hanging up my jacket and kicking off my shoes. I got a good glimpse at her, though, as she walked away, with that sexy ass of hers jiggling nicely under the soft material. Yes, it was safe to say that my long-time crush on her, had gone on to full blown lust at this point.
I followed her into the kitchen and sat down at the table while Lucy went over to the counter and filled up two cups full of coffee. I could not help but imagine taking her right then and there, lifting that nightie up, bending her over the counter and sliding my cock into her from behind. I quickly came back to reality when Lucy turned and brought a tray over to the table with the two cups of coffee and a plate of scones.
"Here we go, Jason. I hope you like these scones. Since it's late fall and almost winter, I thought pumpkin flavored scones would be good, so give me your honest opinion," Aunt Lucy said with a smile as she sat the tray on the table and sat down in the chair just to my right.
I picked one of the scones up and took a bite. The flavor of pumpkin and spice filled my mouth in a most pleasing way, not too overpowering though, perfect just like Aunt Lucy was as she watched me intently, waiting for me to give her my critique of her baking.
I smiled and said, "Terrible, just terrible."
"Oh, you're such an ass," she said grinning and reached over, playfully smacking me on the upper arm.
"They're wonderful and I love them," I said laughing, then shoved the rest of the scone into my mouth.
"Thank you, sweetie, but you're still an ass for teasing me," she said, grinning and then winked at me.
I swallowed the food in my mouth and asked, pretending to be all innocent, "When did I ever tease you? I seem to remember you teasing me on a regular basis when we were younger and you still tease me now, only in a different way."
Oops! Did I just say that last part? My face began to turn red as she cocked her head a little and looked at me with a funny expression.
"What do you mean by that, Jason," Aunt Lucy asked with slight grin on her face?
I took a big drink of hot coffee, letting it burn my mouth to help me recover my senses for a moment, then changing the subject, I said, "This coffee is really good, too, Aunt Lucy and by the way, do you have your list together of what you need me to fix for you?"
It worked as she smiled, got up, and went back over to the kitchen counter, picked up a steno notebook and brought it back to the table to show me. Aunt Lucy bent over the table a little as she put the notebook in front of me with the list on it. I looked it over but then glanced back up and her to see that her nightie had gapped away from her just enough for me to clearly see her soft fleshy tits hanging away from her body. I could not see her nipples, but I really did not need to as they were clearly protruding out from behind the delicate fabric covering them.
I did not want her to catch me ogling her breasts, so I quickly turned my attention back to the list but could still see those milky white globes of hers tantalizing me out of the corner of my eye. I tried to maintain my attention on the work that needed to be done, but all I could think about was sucking on her gorgeous tits as my prick began to throb in overdrive inside my pants.
I managed to finally absorb her work list and realized that there were only a few things needing to be done, none of which were too overly complicated. I nodded to myself as Aunt Lucy sat back down and drank some of her coffee, giving me some disappointment as the view of her amazing tits moved further away from my line of sight.
"Okay, this shouldn't take long, except for the last one, replacing your bathroom sink fixture. The older plumbing may make it a little more of a job than it should be, but we'll see."
Aunt Lucy smiled and said, "Well, that just means you'll be here for dinner then."
I smiled back at her, with lust filling my brain and imagining more hardcore thoughts of laying her down on the table and ravaging her, as I said, "Sounds good to me."
After finishing breakfast with Lucy, I headed out to the hardware store to get the materials that I would need to complete her projects, then got back to her house and began working while Aunt Lucy went about her usual business of the day, working from her makeshift work / craft area in the spare bedroom.
I quickly completed the first couple of tasks, just as I had anticipated and then began replacing the fixture on her bathroom sink. I just got started on it, after shutting off the water supply valve, down inside the sink vanity, and then started to unfasten the lines attached to the fixture. I got the first line disconnected and when I started on the second, Aunt Lucy came into the bathroom.
"Uh, Jason, I hate to bother you, but I really need to pee. I swear that coffee goes right through me," Lucy said with a giggle.
I glanced up from under the sink to see Lucy standing just off to the side of my legs. She still had that nightie on with her robe hanging open. All I could see of her from that position was her sexy legs as my eyes moved up from her calves, and up her thighs to the hem of her nightie. At first my eyes did not register what I was now seeing but then it hit me like a ton of bricks, as I realized that I could now see her hairy pussy peeking out from under her nightie.
My heart began to pound in my chest and my cock hardened almost immediately, as I could not find the words to respond to her request. My eyes feasted on her sex and my mind went off to another realm as my desire to fuck my Aunt Lucy hit an all-new level. Oh, how I wanted to taste her, bury my face into that sweet cunt of hers, then slowly push my hard deep inside her.
Thankfully from where she was standing, she could not see my face as I stared at her nether region. I was beyond caring even if she had, but one thing for sure, if she had looked at my crotch, she would have seen my nine-inch cock snaking down my pant leg.
"Er, um Jason? Did you hear me? I really have to pee," Lucy said in a whine and began to move back in forth.
I pretended to be busy working and just said, "Just go pee then, I have this water line valve in my hand and cannot stop working right now or I will get water all over the place."
Without hesitation Aunt Lucy said, "Fine, I can't hold it anymore."
To my chagrin, Lucy moved out of my line of sight and the next thing I heard was the sound of her pee leaving her body and hitting the water inside the toilet bowl.
Sweet lord, the sound of a woman pissing could not have been any more erotic than it was at that very moment and I swear it felt like I was going to cum in my pants.
