I woke up feeling like I hadn't gotten a wink of sleep. It was 1:00 in the afternoon and I had managed 4 hours of sleep after partying through the night and into the late morning. I was still drunk, which was unfortunate since I was scheduled to go into work at 2:30. I somehow forced myself out of bed and into the shower, made myself a couple pieces of toast and sat down on the couch to watch TV until it was time to leave for work. I felt terrible as my drunken state started to ware off and a hangover started to set in, so I told myself that I should lay on the couch to make myself feel a little better. After a few minutes I felt myself start to drift into sleep, and I was so tired and felt so miserable that I didn't even fight it. I woke up at 5:00, feeling much better, and immediately called into work, letting them know that I was in no shape to have been able to work that day. My boss is one of the coolest people I know, one of my drinking buddies, actually, so he had no problem with it. A couple minutes after I got off the phone with my boss my cell phone rang. I looked at the caller ID on the front of the phone. It read "Aunt Susie." I answered the phone very cheerfully.
"Hey Aunt Susie, what's up?"
"Not much," she responded, "you need some money?"
"Hell yeah I need some money, what ya got in mind for me?"
"I've been thinking about rearranging the furniture in my bedroom, which you know I can't do by myself, so you wanna do it for, I don't know, 20 bucks?"
"Sure," I told her, "when should I come over?"
"Anytime is fine with me."
"Alright, I'll be over in a few minutes."
"Thanks Paul, see you in a while."
I was really looking forward to seeing Aunt Susie. I had been using up all my time on working and partying that I hadn't seen her in almost 2 months, which is terrible considering that I only live 10 miles from her. When I got to her house I knocked on her door, thinking about how excited I was to see her. She answered the door, and my mouth dropped. She was wearing a very thin, very white night gown, and obviously not wearing a bra as I could see her nipples clear as day through the paper-thin material. Aunt Susie is not the average man's sexual fantasy, but she had always been mine. She is a very big woman, at that time probably close to 275 lbs, but fairly short at about 5'3''. For reasons unknown to me, I had always fantasized about Susie, picturing her naked body underneath mine, thrusting my cock into her swollen pussy. To tell you the truth, it had killed me not seeing her for nearly two months.
I walked through her doorway and into her living room. She immediately led me into her bedroom where she stopped and looked at me with a serious face.
"OK, before I have you moving things around in here, I have to ask you for a favor."
"Yeah, sure," I said, "what is it?"
"Well a couple weeks ago I lost something that I really need, and I think it's behind the bed, and I would've gotten it myself but you know my fat ass isn't gonna be able to get back up if I'm down on the floor reaching for something under my bed."
"Yeah that's no problem, I'll grab it for you when I move your bed. What is it anyway?"
"Well," she said, "it's something personal. Something I use on myself, you know, down there," as she pointed below her waist.
"OH!" I said, realizing what she was referring to. "A dildo?"
"Yeah," she responded, blushing heavily. "Still think you could get it for me?"
My heart was racing, as I had never even had a hint of a sexual conversation with my Aunt. I could feel my cock growing hard in my jeans. "Sure, but I'm not gonna wait, I'm gonna get it now."
I felt very embarrassed as I realized that I had shown more excitement than I should have. Now I was blushing. I got down on my hands and knees and peered under the bed. I spotted a long, purple dildo and reached to grab it. When I pulled it out I was shocked. It was huge. It was at least a foot long and easily three inches in diameter. I raised to my feet and held it out for her. When she reached to take it from me she grabbed my hand, the one that was holding the dildo. She looked into my eyes for a brief moment, and then directed her glance to my hard cock, which was by now very noticeable at it pushed against my pants. She stared at my crotch for what seemed like an eternity and finally directed her gaze back to my face.