Like all my other stories this is a work of fiction, but inspired by real people. I hope you enjoy it.
"Hello there Auntie Linda."
"Hi there Nephew Sean."
We hugged each other and kissed each other on the cheek and laughed. My uncle had married a woman who was quite a bit younger than him and in fact she was the same age as me in her early fifties. Linda was a nice enough if plain woman with glasses. She was short, about 5 feet 2 inches a little overweight (about 15 pounds or so) with decent enough boobs and ok legs but it was really hard to tell. She generally dressed pretty conservatively and in fact, she kind of reminded me of a librarian. She was somewhat on the quiet side which I think suited my uncle because he tended to be kind of quiet. She also was a bit religious (not necessarily a bible thumper) and went to church every Sunday, so to be honest, I had never thought of her really as anything but just another relative. We had always gotten along pretty well because I tended to be the outgoing type and joked around which because of her shy nature probably appealed to her. For some reason, a lot of the rest of the family and extended family had not been too kind to her as I think they misinterpreted her shyness.
My Uncle John and Linda lived not too far from me and we would see them for all the big holidays, birthdays, etc. Uncle John was a nice enough guy and was kind of the absent professor type, with his hair usually askew, a food stain on his shirt and sometimes mismatched socks. They seemed like they were perfect for each other in a strange way.
Anyway, we had a bunch of family over and everyone was milling about, drinking, eating and of course talking about the old days. Funny how no matter how old you get, there is always someone who remembers something stupid you did when you were five but talks about it like it was yesterday. Even though I had grown into a 6 foot two, hundred pound athletic type, I still had to endure reminders of my chubby childhood. As I looked around, I noticed that Linda was looking a bit tired and was sitting off by herself.
"Hey there Linda, are you ok?"
"Hi Sean. I am ok thanks but am feeling a little under the weather."
"Yeah I didn't think you looked 100%." She was dressed today with her red hair in a bun, glasses, a herringbone skirt that fell to just below her knees, tan pantyhose and, white blouse and black pumps. Hmm, I thought to myself, she looks just like a teacher from central casting. For some reason this caused me a quick stir as I did have a thing for that but I shook it off.
"If you want, why don't you go up to the guest room and lay down for a while. There are so many people here no one will notice if you disappear for a little while."
"Actually that would be great if you don't mind."
"Follow me." I said.
I led her up to the guest room and told her to lie down and I would check on her in a while.
"There is an afghan on the other bed there so make yourself comfortable.
I went back downstairs and my wife asked me if Linda was ok. I replied that it looked like she was just a bit tired so I told her to lay down for a while. I went back to filling drinks, replacing food, making small talk and wondering when the hell everyone would leave. After an hour or so, bored with the conversation, I decided to go up and check on Linda.
I gently opened the door and found Linda laying on the bed with the afghan over her. On the other bed, I noticed that she had carefully laid out her skirt and blouse. Her glasses were on the nightstand next to the bed and her shoes were on the floor. She was sleeping on her back and I noticed that the blanket had fallen off of her a bit. Damn, I thought, she isn't half bad, although I think the thought of a half clothed woman in front of me was just making me a bit horny. I bent over to grab the blanket to re-position it and decided what the heck, I have to look. As I pulled the blanket off her, I noticed that she actually had some pretty nice legs. I also loved seeing the darker shading of her pantyhose in the "panty" area as they got higher up, and noticed that she was not wearing any underwear over her shaved pussy. Hmm, that's interesting. Her pantyhose came over her stomach and the slight roundness was kind of sexy. I then looked over her boobs which were in a white lace bra. They appeared like two bells and were surprisingly firm, and had plenty of meat to them, probably a 36C I would bet. As I put the blanket over her I could definitely feel a full blown hard on in my pants. For some reason, I felt compelled to kiss her on the cheek and as I did this she turned so that I ended up kissing her gently on the lips.
It startled me a bit and I pulled back to see her looking up at me, smiling, but not saying anything. I wondered how long she had been awake. Not sure what to do, I decided to play innocent.
"I was just checking on you and covering you up. How are you feeling?"
"Much better now thanks. I was really tired."
"Well, good then. You can probably crash a bit longer; they are all outside playing croquet or something."
"And why aren't you with them?" she said with a smile on her face.
"Well I just wanted to make sure you were alright."
"Oh, I thought it might be something else." She said and reaching up, gave the visible outline of my erection a few gentle slow rubs. It felt really good and I moved in a little closer so that she did not have to reach as far and smiled back down at her. As she continued her rubbing, I reached down and pulled the blanket back a bit to expose her breasts in her bra. Without a word, I leaned over and began rubbing her tits through her bra as she rubbed me, It was one of those moments where neither one of us knew what to say so we didn't. I could not believe how aroused I was and I could tell it was affecting her the same way, as she bent her legs up.
I pulled her bra up exposing her breasts, her nipples standing straight out. She moaned as I began to pinch them and roll them in my fingers. My cock was twitching now and I unzipped my fly and guided her hand inside my pants. She pulled aside my underwear and popped out my cock and began rubbing it, her thumb flicking the underside of the head which just made it harder. The thought popped into my head that this would look pretty bad if someone walked in, me crouched over the bed my dick out of my pants being stroked by my aunt while I felt her up. My cock was just inches from her face now and I moved my hips a bit forward to see what she would do.
She pulled me closer and kissed it gently on the head a couple of times and then turning her head began to stroke me, hesitating to take it in her mouth.
"Oh that feels so good, Linda, do you like what you are holding?"
In a very quiet voice, she replied, "Yes very much so."
I grabbed it with one hand and began rubbing it across her lips to see if I could encourage her to start sucking on it. Her tongue came out and she licked it as I rubbed it across her face, but she did not fully open her mouth. Moving down, I asked her to start rubbing it on her tits and she did so, readily. With that, I began fingering her pussy through her pantyhose which were at this point becoming damp from her juices. As she began to respond, I climbed up on the bed and lay next to her, throwing the blanket to the floor, and began gently kissing her on the lips, my fingers working her pussy as her hand reached down and stroked the length of my cock. She bent her legs up and spread them to give me easier access as she hung one arm around my neck. Her lips parted and our tongues intertwined into a deep wet kiss as we continued to explore each other, our breaths becoming more like gasps as we each became more aroused.
All of a sudden, I heard a door shut. We both broke our embrace as I realized it was the bathroom door down the hall.
"What was that?" she said.
"Someone must have come upstairs to use the bathroom. Quick, get dressed and then lay back down like you were napping. I will sneak out of here and head back downstairs like nothing happened." I said as I struggled to stuff my huge erection back into my pants. I carefully closed the door and tiptoed down the stairs and hoped that no one would notice the bulge in my pants. Seeing that the downstairs bathroom was open, I went inside closed the door, and began jerking myself off. I kept thinking about how close I was to fucking the shit out of Linda. It only took about a minute before I shot a huge load, hitting the mirror and splattering the sink area with my cum. I came so hard that my knees were a little weak and I had to hold on for a second to get my wind back before cleaning everything up and then flushing the toilet.
