Jonah looked through the crowded airport but didn't see his aunt, so he found a chair and waited. Moving his duffle bag next to him to keep it out of the way, he grabbed his phone from his carry on and checked for any messages. It wasn't like her to be late.
"Thank you for your service."
Jonah looked up from his phone to see an elderly man with a WWII Vet hat walk by and wave. Not many of them left, he thought. He was so used to being in uniform over the last few months, he forgot how much attention it brought even with a base nearby.
"Thank you, Sir. I'm just out of training."
"Active duty? Where is Uncle Sam sticking you. Hopefully not North Dakota!" he said with a laugh.
"No, just the Air National Guard. Going to Brunswick, on the coast."
"That's a bit of a drive from Atlanta. They skimping on airfare now?" he asked with a near toothless grin.
"I'm meeting my aunt here and I had stuff in storage to move so this was easier."
"Good luck, son."
"Thank you." Jonah watched the old man walk off and he went back to his phone when a text popped up:
Aunt Brooke: Hold tight, Atlanta traffic finally beat me this time. I'll be pulling up in about 10 minutes.
Jonah: No problem, Aunt Brooke. I'm fine.
Waiting for her, he leaned back in his chair, finally able to relax and not have someone hovering over him. His tech school training was a lot better than basic but there was something nice about looking around and not worrying if you were sitting or eating wrong. Just before his senior year, he signed up for delayed enlistment so after graduating in June, he was on a plane to basic in July. He "celebrated" turning 18 during his red line inspections and by celebrate, he means buffing the bay floors. He smiled to himself thinking how ridiculous it all seemed now.
Aunt Brooke: I'm here!
Jonah got up and made his way to the pickup where he found his aunt standing by a BMW SUV with the back open.
"Oh shit! You're an adult now. Loot at you." She ran up and hugged him, kissing his cheek. Leaning back he noticed that her smile still seemed bigger than her face.
"Hey Aunt Brooke. I've missed you."
"I missed you. I can't want to get started. This is going to be the best adventure. C'mon, let's go before these assholes start honking."
Jonah picked up his duffle bag and tossed it in the back. Brooke was right beside him. She was taller than his mom but had the same dirty blonde hair she kept in a ponytail most of the time, but the light pink streaks she kept in it were definitely not like his mother's. He wasn't in the habit of checking out his aunt but she had on tight jeans showing off her ass and the thin white top exposed her bra underneath. She had a nose ring that infuriated his mom but it fit her personality. He smiled when he thought about how angry his mother got at Christmas when she wouldn't take it out for family pictures.
"Oh! A new tattoo?" Looking at her back he noticed an All Seeing Eye on her right shoulder blade. She looked back at him over her shoulder and shut the truck.
"Oh, yea, I got it last year. I guess this shirt is see through so I'm flashing my bra to the world, aren't I?"
"I didn't mean to notice. I mean I didn't notice; well, I did see through your shirt but not your bra but now that you mention it, I can see it and..."
Brooke had her head cocked to the side with a small grin.
"Relax. I didn't mean to embarrass you. Get in." She jumped in the SUV while he took a deep breath and hoped he could keep from embarrassing himself for the rest of day.
"So, tell me about everything! I'm excited and we have a four hour drive after we pick up your stuff. You got the trailer, right?"
"Yea, Ricky said it was loaded up."
"Oh, is he going to be there?" She asked. He noticed an edge to her voice when she asked.
"Ricky? No, he had to work. Y'all don't get along?"
"He's just a bully but he's your brother, and my nephew, but I don't want to be around him, no."
"Yea, he is bit much sometimes."
"I'm so happy you aren't like him. He was a shit kid too but not you, you always wanted to spend time with your Aunt Brooke."
"I still do." Jonah saw a smile flash across her face making him smile as well. "Bully or not, he loaded my stuff, probably because he wants the unit, but still."
Brooke rolled her eyes.
"He's a bully like your mother," she said.
The car got really quiet as they hit the constant traffic in the city, but after a few moments she spoke up, "I'm sorry, that was rude. I shouldn't talk about your mom. It slipped."
They hadn't gotten along in years and him choosing to live with his aunt would make for more problems.
"She still pissed you're moving here?" she asked.
"Yea, but I kinda lied and told her my job wasn't accepted at the base near home. She may have bought it; I don't know."
Brooke smiled, "Not bad, Jonah. It sucks you have to lie but, man, I get it."
He just nodded his head and laughed at her big smile as they took the next exit. She may have been the first person to congratulate him on lying to his mother.
They managed to get to the storage area despite the road construction; the trailer wasn't too tough to hook up and all this stuff was packed. His brother may be an asshole, but he had his moments. Looking over his small bit of belongings, he felt ready for his new life.
An hour after leaving the storage unit, they were near the edge of Atlanta, heading to the coast, and he glanced over at Brooke while she drove. The window was down letting the wind whip her thin shirt so he had a full view of her white bra. Her tits were nice and this was the closest he'd ever been to seeing a pair in real life. Trying to hide his glances, he managed to see the slope of her breasts has they fell in the cups and the soft skin moved every time they hit a rough spot in the road. He was sure she would see him so he tried to look at his phone and hoped she wouldn't notice how hard he was, something that was made tougher by his tight uniform dress slacks.
"You want out of that uniform? It has to be uncomfortable."
Jonah quickly hid his erection as he saw her look over.
"Uhm, yea. We can change at the next gas station," he replied.
"No one wants to change in a nasty gas station bathroom. Grab something from your bag. I won't look."
Jonah unbuckled his seatbelt and leaned into the back seat to grab his carry on. He didn't realize the motion put his crotch directly in front of his aunt. If she turned, she would see it so he grabbed some gym shorts and sandals from his luggage and quickly turned back in his seat, covering his package with his waded up shorts.
Jonah had an undershirt on, so he took off his uniform shirt laying it over his bag in the back seat and then contemplated how he was going to do this. He'd changed in some tight spots but wriggling out of his pants while hiding a hardon in the passenger side of his aunt's SUV was not one he envisioned. Aunt Brooke was still oblivious to her shirt whipping around giving him a full view, but he managed to get his pants off and slide his shorts up to his knees. As he picked up his hips to pull them up however, his dick came screaming out of the slit in his boxers, solid as a rock, pointing at the sky, and he noticed his aunt look over and then turn her eyes quickly back to the road.
And she saw it.
Jonah held his hands over it and tried to adjust but his shorts didn't offer too much protection.
"Hey, will you grab my sunglasses out of the glove box," she said over the wind blowing in the car. Why she didn't just use the damned air conditioner he didn't know and there was no way he was moving his hands.
"Uh, yea, just a second, let me..."
"Oh, no worries. I thought you were finished. I'll get them." She leaned over and popped the glove box giving him a full view straight down her open shirt. He saw a nipple peaking out from the lace bra and another rough spot in the road caused her tits to bounce, exposing it more. He'd seen more porn than what he thought the average man watched but seeing her nipple like that instantly eclipsed anything he'd seen. Thankfully she found her glasses quickly and leaned back up, but she left him clenched up, tight as a ball, wondering how he was going to manage living with her after seeing that.
"You okay?" She looked over at him but he couldn't read the look under her sunglasses and thankfully she rolled the window up.
"I'm good. Just nervous about everything."
"Hey, no worries. We're going to make a great team. You and me."
"You and me," he replied still hiding his boner.
The drive went quickly as they caught up with each other. The plan was for him to live with her in the beach house while he attended school and he would help around the house but there really wasn't a need, Brooke was an actress who had done well for herself, add in some well timed investments she made a decade ago and, well, money wasn't really an issue for her. His mom was jealous enough for everyone in their very jealous family, but he just enjoyed her stories about showbusiness and looked forward to finally starting his life away from home.
