Helping My Aunt
Like most guys of nineteen I am horny most of the time, lucky for me I do okay with girls and always seem to have a girlfriend. I guess the main reason for this is my cock, at just over eight inches long it attracts girls like a light attracts moths. I have been going through a dry spell recently. I still live with my parents and we have just recently moved house to a new area as Dad's employer relocated. He wasn't going to move away, but after all the work he put into working his way up the management ladder it would have been foolish not to.
Our new house had three bedrooms and an annexe above the garage with its own entrance. As my sister was away at university I grabbed the annexe leaving her a bedroom in the main house, my Dad took the smallest room as a home office.
Having moved to a new area I didn't know anyone and hadn't had sex a few weeks, the closest I got to sex was hearing my parents go at it. By the noise Mum made, I assumed I inherited my large cock from my Dad. My Mum and sister both look alike, they have been mistaken for sisters in the past.
Think of Kate Beckinsale with blond hair and that describes them both, sure I noticed how hot they were but never thought of doing anything sexual with either of them. Mum and Dad are both forty two, but Mum looks a lot younger, my sister is 21.
I had managed to find a job close to where we lived, but I wasn't due to start for seven weeks.
One morning over breakfast Mum asked me if I had any plans for the summer.
"Not really Mum. I don't know anyone around here, and I can't start work yet so I guess I will be on my own for the foreseeable future." I replied.
"I'm sure you will find something to occupy yourself." Mum said, then got up to answer the phone.
I knew it was my aunt Karen, Mum's older sister as soon as Mum started chatting. The last part of the conversation I heard was Mum saying "I will ask him and let you know what his answer is later, okay bye for now."
When Mum sat back down she looked at me and smiled, then came the bombshell.
"Stevie, would you be prepared to help your aunt Karen over the summer?" Mum asked with a playful pleading tone to her voice. I knew she wanted something as she always called me Steve, or Steven if I was in trouble.
"Depends what I have to do Mum, I know nothing about her job so I'm hoping it's not that sort of help."
"No it's not her work Steve. She and your uncle are doing up their house, Eric has been called away with work, he is likely to be gone for a month at least. She wanted to know if you would be prepared to help her out. The only catch is she cannot afford to pay you, but said you are welcome to stay with her and she will feed you, as it's the least she could do." Mum explained.
I thought about it and decided to say yes, partly because I had nothing else to do and nobody to hang out with here.
"Okay Mum, you can tell aunt Karen I said yes. Find out when she wants me to go over there?"
"Thank you Steve, I will call her right back." Mum said, as she got up and patted me on the head.
Mum called aunt Karen back and gave her the good news, I heard her say she would take me over when I was ready.
"Okay Steve, if we get showered and dressed you can pack some clothes in a bag and I will drive you over there later. Your aunt is really pleased that you will be helping her out." Mum said with a smile.
As Mum pulled up on the drive I could see my aunt's house had new windows installed, there were building materials all over the place.
"Oh god what have I got myself into." I mumbled.
"It's not that bad Steve, I'm sure you will manage." Mum said as she got out of the car.
Aunt Karen came out to meet us, she hugged me as she thanked me for coming over and giving up my summer to help her.
"No problem Aunt Karen, I wasn't doing anything else." I replied.
"Well let's all go inside and have a coffee, then I will show you what needs doing."
Mum and Karen chatted away like they hadn't seen each other in years, I looked around the lower part of the house. The kitchen was all brand new, the lounge looked as If it was ready to be decorated. I thought maybe it wouldn't be so bad after all, just then Karen offered to show me what needed doing upstairs. As we followed Karen upstairs my heart sank, the whole upper floor was being renovated. Karen explained that the walls were nearly complete and then the bathroom and the en-suite needed to be finished along with the other two bedrooms.
"So where will Steve sleep?" Mum asked.
"I have put a camping bed in my room as it is the only one that is finished, I don't mind sharing a room if Steve is okay with it?" Karen replied.
It was obvious my aunt needed my help, I would have felt like a shit if I had said no. I agreed to share a room, after all she is my aunt.
"Well if you two are okay sharing then that's sorted." Mum said as she turned to go back downstairs.
"Steve, call me if you need anything like clothes or whatever, I will bring them over as soon as I can." Mum said as she hugged me and quietly thanked me for helping out.
"Right, I will put my bag in the room and get changed into some working clothes, I'll be back in a minute, Aunt Karen."
"Steve, while you are here do me a favour. Firstly drop the aunt, as it makes me feel old. If you want something to eat or drink then say so, or help yourself, okay?"
"Yeah sure, fine with me Karen." I replied as I headed off upstairs to change.
We spoke about what needed doing and agreed to finish the bathroom first, the en-suite in the main bedroom could wait a few days. Between us we tidied up and made room to work, as it was getting late Karen suggested we stop for the day and then really set about the work tomorrow.
After we had both showered and changed Karen ordered a pizza, she promised to cook a meal tomorrow but was too tired to think about cooking today.
"Fine by me. Pizza is good, we can sit and relax." I replied
Karen and I sat in the lounge catching up on recent events, apparently the house renovation was my uncle's way of showing he loved her. To me that seemed a bit strange, although Karen was two years older than Mum she sure didn't look it. I guess the youthful looking gene was on their side of the family. The only noticeable difference was that Karen was slightly bigger built than Mum, not fat, just curves in all the right places. We carried on talking and Karen shifted on the couch to get comfortable. I don't know if she realised but her t- shirt had ridden up and I could see the edge of her lace panties.
"No girlfriend then Steve?" She asked out of the blue.
"No, no girlfriend. Not since we moved anyway, but I don't know anyone around here yet." I replied.
"I'm sure you will find someone soon enough, good looking young men like you are hard to find these days." Karen replied.
"Yeah well I won't hold my breath waiting, thankfully this work will take my mind away from being single. If you don't mind I will turn in so we can get a decent start tomorrow."
"Sounds like a good idea, I'll put these cups in the sink and go to bed myself."
Upstairs I pulled off my t-shirt and climbed into bed in my shorts as this was how I normally slept anyway. Karen removed her bra without taking off her t-shirt and got into bed.
"Night Steve, see you in the morning and thank you for agreeing to help me out."
"Night Karen, you're welcome." I replied and turned to my side.
I woke up sometime later needing a piss, I was just about to get out of bed when I heard Karen gasping quietly. Looking over I could see her hand moving under the covers, suddenly she arched her back and then lowered herself back onto the bed with a quiet sigh.
Karen turned over facing away from me. After about 5 minutes I was sure she was asleep, so I got out of bed and went to the bathroom. I crept back into the bedroom quietly and slid back into bed. At that moment it dawned on me that I had seen my aunt masturbating. I resigned myself to the fact that she had needs and with my uncle not being there she took care of it herself. Soon after I drifted back to sleep.
"Steve, Steve. It's just gone 7.30." Karen said as she shook my shoulder to wake me.
"Hmm what? Oh yeah okay, I'll get up and get dressed." I replied, still half asleep.
"I'll go make a start on breakfast, see you downstairs in five minutes." Karen replied as she left the room.
Thank God she had left, I had woken up with morning wood. I went to the bathroom to have a piss and clean my teeth. As I was going to get dirty during the day, a shower seemed pointless. I washed my face and went back to get dressed.
"Morning." I yawned as I walked into the kitchen.
"Morning sleepy head, no need to ask if you slept okay." Karen said smiling.
"I went out like a light. I woke up once in the night to use the toilet but apart from that no problem."
Karen looked at me and smiled, we ate breakfast and put the dishes in the dishwasher.
"Right, let's get started." Karen said as she headed off upstairs.
I watched as she walked away staring at how her arse filled out her shorts, this brought back memories of hearing her last night. I scolded myself for thinking about her like that and followed her upstairs. The bathroom walls were covered by heavy plastic sheets so the shower could be used. We carefully took them down as we would need to put them up again later to protect the new tiles until the grout dried properly. After a few hours we had a lot of the tiling done and my stomach rumbled.
"Wow, is that the time?" Karen exclaimed. "I will go and make us some lunch if you can manage here for a while Steve?"
"Yeah sure, I think I will be okay with this for now, just shout when lunch is ready." I said laughingly.
"Cheeky bugger." Karen replied, as she playfully slapped my shoulder.
Over lunch we discussed the plan for the afternoon, we agreed to stop work about 4pm so Karen had time to cook a meal for us both. As she tidied away the lunch things I kept staring at her arse.
'For fuck sake she is your aunt, you sick bastard!'
I thought to myself but it didn't stop me looking.
Karen looked at me and smiled, I knew she had caught me looking at her.
We finished off the rest of the tiling and grouted everything before we stood back and admired our handy work.
