Darlene Summers didn't know what was going on in her mind. It was like her life had turned upside down in a matter of months and she was powerless to stop it. She wasn't even sure she wanted to.
All of her life, Darlene had been a "Good Girl". She never missed school, got good grades, did volunteer work in the community, was runner-up for Valedictorian -- the young brunette was the kind of girl that anyone would be proud of, never in a speck of trouble.
All of that had changed about 9 months ago. The once-scrawny teenager had turned 20 and all of a sudden, the changes came fast and furious. The term "late bloomer" surely applied, for now she was all lush curves and beautiful tits and a rather nice little booty. She grew nearly 6 inches in that time and was now almost 5'10" in bare feet -- not that she was in bare feet much anymore.
She just started feeling different, her attitude and her entire body seemed to change together. Out went the tomboy in jeans and runners, in went the sensual woman in short skirts, sexy blouses, stockings and heels. Boys noticed and Darlene let herself be noticed -- also enjoying the favored glances of a few of the hotter girls in town as well. Her parents, Dan and Emily, just didn't know what to make of the new "Party Girl" Darlene who would come home at 1 AM looking exhausted. There wasn't much they could do -- she wasn't a minor and she took responsibility for her actions, never driving after drinking and her grades hadn't suffered.
Of course, what they didn't know was in some of the subjects she wasn't doing as well in, she was getting some help. Her --
assistants
-- were holding out for the promise they might get to bed her luscious body and do all the insane things with her they fantasized about.
That wasn't going to happen. She wasn't a virgin, Darlene had surrendered that particular virtue shortly after her body began experiencing carnal lusts and desires she hadn't felt before. The sex was good -- it was with a college student she'd met while out dancing -- but it wasn't great and she wanted to feel more and experience some of the wild fun her older, more experienced girlfriends had told her was out there.
Now that her first year of University was coming to an end, she planned to party, get some sun and laze around and have some fun, hot sex with whoever caught her eye. Her parents put a kibosh on that idea.
"You need to start contributing financially around here, young lady, and your tuition is killing us. We think you need to get a summer job. Fortunately, your Aunt Bri has offered to help you out."
Inwardly, Darlene groaned. Her aunt Brielle, her father's 5-years younger sister, lived in a small Hicksville community in the middle of nowhere. There likely weren't 10 thousand people in the whole town. Darlene remembered she owned an Ice Cream Parlor or something like that.
"It will just be for 6 weeks, from the middle of July until the last week of August. She's picking you up tomorrow, so go pack whatever you need. No arguments -- she's offering you better than minimum wage, because you're family."
Yeah, and because no one in their right mind would want to be stuck in the sticks like that
, Darlene thought. Well, there was no getting around it -- she packed her bags that night with mostly sensible clothes, although she did include a few short skirts, some nice lingerie and some heels, should she get an opportunity to party somewhere. She didn't get much sleep that night, so she was a bit of a grump when her aunt picked her up at 9 AM. She tried to put on a happy face as she piled her bags into her aunt's Audi -- a nice little car, she had to admit. Brielle herself looked great -- fit, dark-haired and tan, you'd never know she had twin 19-year olds, her cousins Julia and Ken. She took off her sunglasses and took a good look at her young niece, her green eyes sparkling.
Brielle ruffled her niece's newly ash-blonde hair and smiled. "Cheer up, grouchy. You're going to have fun. I have a nice big pool, it's going to be a warm summer and you're only going to have to work a few hours a day in the store. If you let yourself, you might just enjoy this next 6 weeks."
Darlene sighed. "Six weeks in the boonies, Aunt Bri? I don't mean to be rude, but just what can I get up to there?"
Brielle just gave her niece a sly smile and wink. "You never know, little one. Out of sight, you could get up to all sorts of things without getting caught, now couldn't you?"
That comment caught Darlene by surprise, but it shouldn't have. Her father's sister had always been unconventional, that's why Brielle had always been her favorite relative. She'd been divorced for years and rumors abounded that she had her pick of lovers, but her mother merely dismissed them as idle gossip. Now, Darlene wasn't so sure.
Upon their arrival, Darlene was bowled over by her aunt's sprawling home, which she'd only bought a few years back. It had 8 rooms and a huge pool out back. Sitting by the pool, looking relaxed and tan, were cousins Ken and Julia. Julia was wearing only her bikini bottom and lying on her front, she tied it and stood up to give her cousin a hug, showing off a nice set of 36C boobs she hadn't possessed last summer.
"Wow -- when did you grow those?" Darlene giggled as Ken got up to join them.
"Didn't -- hated being flat-chested, so Mom paid for 'em! Worth every penny, too!" Julia giggled as her brother hugged Darlene. "Yours are nice!"
"I'll say!" Ken chuckled. His sister swatted him playfully.
"I grew a few sizes this year -- thank God!" Darlene smiled. Her aunt joined them on the patio.
"We'll have a cookout later on tonight; tomorrow I'll take you to the store and introduce you to the other staff. Would you like to go for a swim?" Brielle asked her niece.
"Not right now Aunt Bri, I'd love a nap -- that was a long drive!" Darlene smiled. Brielle was right, it wasn't going to be so bad and maybe her hot cousins had some friends they could swing with. It was worth a shot, she'd ask them after dinner.
As she was drifting off into some much-needed sleep, Darlene heard some noises coming from a distance, noises she couldn't quite identify. She decided not to worry about it and let herself fall into a deep slumber.
She was up bright and early -- too early for civilized people, Darlene thought -- the next morning and after a moderate breakfast; she went to her aunt's Ice Cream Shoppe and was introduced to the other staff. Two other girls and the assistant manager, a very nice young man named Brock. All of them were attractive, Darlene noted to her aunt.
"Of course, darling. You have two cute girls and an attractive man working in your store, people tend to come in. The girls know it, Brock knows it -- they're all cool with it. Of course, it doesn't hurt that the girls are scrumptious little nymphets and Brock is an outrageous flirt."
Despite her misgivings, Darlene enjoyed her day in the Ice Cream Shoppe. The girls were cute and appealing, Terry and Katy, and her aunt was right -- she caught Brock checking out her short-skirted ass more than a few times. There were some nice-looking men and women coming into the Shoppe as well -- Darlene was beginning to think maybe this summer wouldn't be so dull after all.
She got home a bit after 5 PM and didn't see her aunt or cousins out by the pool -- which Darlene thought odd on such a beautiful day. There were no cooking aromas, Aunt Bri hadn't even started dinner, so Darlene was about to help out by making a pot of spaghetti when she heard some odd sounds coming from upstairs. She listened and then realized what the noises were -- her curiosity getting the better of her, Darlene snuck upstairs -- wondering if it were Ken or Julia having sex. She made her way down the hall silently, then realized the noises were coming from Aunt Bri's room.
Well, good for her
, Darlene thought.
