I was roused awake, not by the sound of an alarm, but by the opening of the bedroom door. It was still dark, and after gazing at the time on the digital alarm clock on the nightstand, I groaned; it was still hours before the sun would come up. Into my bedroom tiptoed a woman.
The soft glow of the streetlight outside beamed through the blinds, allowing me to see who it was. It was an older woman of a medium height, wearing a nightgown. Through the fabric, I could see her big breasts, hard nipples, and shapely buttocks. My cock twitched at the sight of her. It was my Aunt Winnie.
"Everything okay?" I asked wearily as I sat up in bed.
"Yeah," Aunt Winnie shrugged. "Move over, I'm crashing in here with you, and don't expect any action tonight; I'm in no mood."
I did as I was told and scooted over to allow her into the bed. Aunt Winnie rolled over to look me in the eye, a weary expression was on her face. Despite her previous statement, I was rock hard.
I'd been staying with her since the beginning of June. Originally, I had been sent by my parents to keep her company while helping clean her house. Due mostly to our mutual lack of sex, we'd ended up as lovers.
But now we had a third person in the house: my cousin Corrie. She'd come over here in an attempt to get relief from her lonely and stressful life. It was then that Aunt Winnie soon discovered that Corrie had long been attracted to her.
"Sammy, my bean is sore," Aunt Winnie groaned. "Your cousin is relentless. I can't walk into a room of my own house without her trying to put her hands into my panties...oh, my god, it's gotten so bad that I've started wearing panties in my own house!"
"Why not just send her home?" I asked her.
"Your cousin has always been sensitive...I guess that I don't want to hurt her feelings."
"Well...just let her down gently. Maybe you should set some boundaries."
"You're right." Aunt Winnie said before giving me a peck on the mouth. "Thanks for listening. Get some sleep."
She rolled over and went to sleep, while I tried to do the same. While I loved my cousin dearly, I felt a bit of resentment for her interfering with my affair with Aunt Winnie. I knew for a fact that, had she not been here, I'd be sleeping in the master bedroom right now, probably post-coitus. As my mind kept ruminating on this, my body's weariness lulled me back to sleep.
The next time I opened my eyes was when it was well after sunrise. I looked to my left to see Aunt Winnie still asleep, so I gently exited the bed and the bedroom. My stomach rumbled as I walked towards the stairs; it was definitely time for breakfast.
I smiled as I entered the kitchen, glad to see how orderly it was. Before I had arrived, it was overrun with trash, dirty dishes, and bugs. Now that it looked like a kitchen should, I could easily prepare the simplest of meals inside of it.
Minutes later, I was in front of the stove with a plate full of pancakes and a skillet full of freshly cooked bacon. Just as I turned off the stove, I saw Aunt Winnie saunter in. She yawned and stretched, eying the food with great interest.
"I'm surprised that you're up so early," I remarked with a smirk. "The Aunt Winnie I know would have slept well into the afternoon."
"Well, the smell your culinary prowess wafted upstairs and lured me downstairs," she said, sidling up to me and nuzzling my ear. "My sexy little chef."
"Careful, now. I've got bacon ready for you...but if you're not careful, I'm going to give you some sausage."
Aunt Winnie chuckled as she embraced me and grabbed my crotch. My rod instantly became rigid within her grip. Already, I was thinking of taking her now, maybe on the countertop, or even the kitchen table.
We then both tensed as we heard someone coming downstairs. Aunt Winnie leapt away from me, put some food on a plate, and sat down at the table. I took deep breaths, trying desperately to make myself flaccid again. Into the kitchen walked Cousin Corrie.
"Good morning," she said brightly.
"Morning," we said in unison.
Looking over in her direction while trying to get rid of my boner was a big mistake. Corrie was a pretty and slim girl with straight brown hair, pale skin, glasses, and small, dark pink lips. If you saw her walking down the street, she'd just look like a demure bookworm, which she was.
However, Aunt Winnie and I had just recently discovered that she was quite well endowed. Standing in the entryway of the kitchen, she was wearing a big t-shirt, under which we could see two large, wobbling teats. For years, she'd been forced by her parents to wear sports bra to conceal them, but now, in the safety of Aunt Winnie's house, she was free to let them loose.
"Ooh, that looks delicious!" Corrie said as she skipped into the kitchen.
She grabbed a plate and crammed it full of food. It was surprising to see a small young woman like that with a plate piled with six pancakes and six strips of bacon. I watched with amusement as she drizzled maple syrup on her pancakes and started chowing down.
"Sleep well last night?" I asked her while I got my breakfast.
"Mmmhmm! Very!" Corrie said while giving a devilish smile to Aunt Winnie.
"Well, I don't know about you two," Aunt Winnie said. "But I'm thinking that we should get out the house for a bit. Maybe we could have a picnic, or go mini golfing? I think there's a few movies that I'd like to see."
Immediately, I picked up on what my aunt was doing: trying to get us out in public places where she was least likely to get molested by her own niece.
"That's a great idea!" I added. "Maybe we could even try that new rib restaurant over in Sheffield Square."
"Good idea!"
"I've never been a big fan of ribs," Corrie said to no one's surprise. "Why don't we just hang out here? I was thinking maybe the three of us could hang around the pool and maybe grill some food. After dinner, we could all curl up on the couch and watch some nice movies."
My cousin smiled and her hand moved under the table towards Aunt Winnie, whose eyes widened with alarm. She gently grasped Corrie's hand after it landed on her thigh.
"I'm trying to encourage activities that are least likely to end in sex," Aunt Winnie said. "I can't keep up with you two crazy kids."
"I'm sorry, Aunt Winnie," Corrie said. "It's just that...I really love being in bed...with you."
"I know, dear. But, as I've said before, you need to find someone, male or female, much closer to your age. Samuel here will be starting college in a few months. You think he's going to pass up fresh, nubile college snatch for his old aunt?"
"I guess not."
"Definitely not," I affirmed.
"Let's just...take a break. We were having a great time way before the sex started, so let's try it again. Deal?"
"Deal," Corrie and I said in unison.
The three of us then went upstairs and got dressed for a day on the town. It turned out to be just what I needed to forget my dry streak. We went bowling for a few hours, walked around downtown to window shop, and ended with dinner at the aforementioned BBQ restaurant. We came home after dark with our spirits high and our bellies full.
"Okay, you two," Aunt Winnie said. "Go upstairs and throw on some pajamas. I'm going to get some popcorn going and we can all take in a movie."
The two of us obeyed, and I followed Corrie upstairs to change clothes. As I surveyed her, I smiled at the irony that my cousin had no ass at all, but was blessed with huge jugs. As we went to our separate rooms, I noticed that she seemed off. Even downstairs during the movie, she seemed to be in some minor discomfort.
