Since my college days I have been a source of advice for many people in my family. So it was no surprise when my Aunt Connie, my Mom's sister, asked me to take a look at her 401k investments. She had recently changed jobs and wanted to know which mutual funds were right for her. I agreed to stop by her house on my way home from work to go over everything. After calling my wife to tell her my plans I left work a little early to head to Aunt Connie's house.
My Aunt has never had a problem attracting men. She is a petite, brown haired lady with a nice body which I have been fortunate enough to see in a bikini on many occasions. Aunt Connie is twice divorced but still in her late 30's and she dates quite regularly. She and I have always had a very playful relationship, acting I think more like brother and sister than aunt and nephew. We are about 10 years apart in age and a few years ago between her first and second marriage and before my marriage used to go out to clubs together fairly often. During those nights out there were plenty of times when my Aunt would pretend to be with me to ward off an unwanted advance from some guy. She would put her arms around me, kiss my neck, or run her fingers through my hair, something that a normal couple would do while at a club. There were many nights that I wanted to make some kind of advance on her, but for obvious reasons I always kept those feelings to myself. I was always more scared about the consequences of a rebuffed advance than I was desirous of making our relationship physical. Besides I was having fun just being around Connie, and I was taking care of myself at home on those nights with thoughts of my Aunt dancing in my head.
As I turned onto Aunt Connie's street I saw her car pulling into her driveway. I parked behind her as she was getting something out of the passenger side of her car. I couldn't help but noticed how great her ass looked in the black pant suit she was wearing. After exchanging a warm hug I helped her carry some things into the house. I placed them on the table as she instructed and received a kiss on the cheek and a kind thank you. She smelled wonderful and my thoughts soon became less than pure about how I wanted this afternoon to end. Aunt Connie grabbed a couple of beers from the fridge and sat next to me as I began looking at the investment papers on the table. We were basically finished discussing her alternatives in about 20 minutes and the conversation naturally moved to how my wife was doing. She asked if we were still happy now that we had been married for a few years. I told her we were and she made some comments about how she wanted very much to find someone that she could be happy with for more than a year or two. "You are still a young, very attractive woman so I'm sure you will attract a good man sooner or later," I said playfully. Aunt Connie mocked punching my jaw after that comment and said, "That's a cheap shot. Not all guys are as wonderful as you." She said that half jokingly but she gave me a look that told me there was at least a small bit of curiosity in the back of her mind about how I would react to her statement. "You have a point there," was my comment with a laugh. Then I got up to get another beer.