She knew it was wrong. It had been several weeks since she realized that she was having fantasies about a man who should have been entirely off-limits.....taboo. Josie was beside herself with what to do about her secret yearnings. The subject of her desire was her niece's live-in boyfriend, and herself being a married woman!
"My God," Josie thought, "Carol is like a daughter to me. I practically raised her. I'm like a second mom to her!"
Yet still, Josie could not quell the heat between her legs whenever she thought about the gorgeous hunk of male with whom her niece was in a relationship. Eric was his name.
"Eric," Josie sighed as she rubbed her overheated pussy lips through her tight-fitting jeans. Eric wasn't a big man height-wise, but more than made up for his lack of height by his good looks and a great-looking body. He had dark hair with piercing blue eyes, and always sported a great tan. He obviously took pride in his appearance, and of course, encouraged others around him to do so also. Eric worked out frequently and sported a killer set of pecs that just screamed Touch Me! Eric was also almost 20 years older than Carol, making him just 2 years younger than Josie herself.
He was friendly towards Josie in the beginning, not overly friendly, but not shy. He was the kind of guy who made sure everyone was comfortable and well taken care of as a guest in his home. Josie seemed to spark some little bit of chemistry within him too, she thought. Their eyes would seek out each other's out across a room, as if to confirm some deep secret . Eric was still attentive and outwardly devoted to Carol, but as time went on, passing comments with double-meanings would start to slip into their conversations. Everyone would always giggle, but when their eyes met, they could both tell maybe something else was there. Something perhaps real?
Gradually their friendship started growing. Josie began finding more reasons to call her niece or go over to their home. At first Josie felt maybe she was just imagining things, until Carol called her and started telling Josie the compliments that Eric was saying about her. It was at a mini family reunion when the first of such "compliments" came back to Josie, with Carol reporting that Eric said, "Man, your aunt sure looked HOT today!" Josie glowed inwardly at the comment. At another family gathering not too much later after that, he was also reported to have said that Josie looked gorgeous in her dress.
Josie inwardly smiled at the thought of his gaze being upon her...looking appreciatively at her voluptuous curves. Josie, while never being model-thin, had been through some rough times with depression and a difficult phase in her marriage in the last few years, and had put on quite a few extra pounds. She had felt in recent months a why-bother kind of attitude towards her weight, but upon learning his comments, Josie started to reassess her thinking. Maybe it was time to start her make-over and convert herself into the truly stunning creature she could be. Josie had always boasted a big bust throughout her puberty and adult life. Even as a teen, she had size 36C breasts, but as the years and gravity took over, she had reached a bra size of 40D. Her nipples almost always stood out, erect and proud, with big areolas surrounding them about the size of a half dollar. They were light pink/brown in color, and became even darker when she tanned on a regular basis. Standing at 5 feet 4 inches, frosted blonde hair, Josie felt, besides her blue eyes, her breasts were probably the best feature she had.
One afternoon Josie received a call from Eric, asking for her assistance. He needed to go out for an appointment, but Carol was not yet back and someone needed to be there to watch their child. Josie was the only person he could think of at the moment to call. She was delighted to be able to help out. When she reached their home, she noticed worry lines about Eric's eyes. Josie asked what was up, and he sighed and said, "I don't know. Carol's doing her own thing lately, and I have no idea what that is. I really can't say anything, because I don't know what's wrong."
Josie wanted to reach out to him, but refrained and instead said, "That doesn't sound good at all."
"I know," he answered. Then he shook his head and said, "But I don't want to bring someone else into our problems."
Their eyes locked for several moments. Josie could feel the tension and felt she should do something, but just then Eric shook his head and walked into the other room getting his car keys and giving instructions as to where everything was.
"I should only be gone maybe half hour to an hour. I can't thank you enough for helping out."
"My pleasure," Josie said. "It's the least I can do for all the things you've done for me in the last few months."
Eric gathered himself up and left for his appointment. This gave Josie time to think. She definitely knew there was something going on with her niece. She was up to something, and because of Carol's past history with men and promiscuity, Josie feared the worst. Eric was so loving and so good to her. We all felt Carol was finally getting her life together, found a good man, and now this. Josie was torn. On one hand, she wanted Carol and Eric to make it. They made a very handsome couple indeed, and she seemed to be settling down happily, especially since the birth of their child. On the other hand, if Carol and Eric split up, that might make it easier for her to explore her feelings for Eric. What to do....what to do.
A short while later, Eric returned. He looked a little bit better, having gotten a hair cut and some necessary errands out of the way. Josie greeted him with her best "neutral" smile. He sighed again and said, "Carol called me on my cell. She's pissed because I called you to come over."
Josie shook her head. She offered, "You know, if you want to talk, I've got great ears and broad shoulders."
Eric smiled sadly and said, "Thanks, but I really wouldn't know what to say at this point. How about a hug though?"
