Bobby was in his eighteenth year and now considered himself a man except in one area. Bobby felt that by this time in his life he should have experienced the pleasures of being with a woman. In the shower each morning, he fantasized of many girls he knew and along with his right hand; he would have explosive climaxes against the shower wall. The way things were going, he just knew he'd be an old man before he lost his virginity.
After another long shower, he decided this summer he would find a way to lose his cherry. What he needed was information about the opposite sex in order to make a workable game plain to achieve his goal. He had talked to other boys and soon learned they knew about as much as he did. No, what he needed was to talk to someone who really knew about girls and that could only be a girl but as to whom he had no idea.
One day he came down the back steps to get some cookies and he overheard his mom and Aunt Vi talking in the kitchen. Just as he started to walk in, he heard his mom say something that froze him in his tracks.
"Vivian I'm telling you the boy is only eighteen and he's still too young to be teaching about safe sex, he doesn't even have a girlfriend yet."
"Sis your living in a dream world, just because you didn't get any until you were twenty-two doesn't make that normal."
They went on but Bobby was no longer listening, he was working on a plan to find out what he could about women. Aunt Vi was much younger than his mom and she was super sexy. He remembered one time she caught him looking down her blouse and she didn't get mad or anything she just smiled at him. He didn't know why Uncle Jim and she had got divorced but his uncle was crazy to split up with Aunt Vi, he knew he never would if she was his wife.
The next day he went to his aunt's house on the pretext of borrowing a tool. She opened the door in her PJ's and they weren't even PJ's but just some old tee shirt Uncle Jim Had left. She invited him in and offered him some breakfast and although he'd already eaten, he said sure. He watched her from behind as she cooked over the stove and every time she bent over, he could see up her shirt but not quite enough to see her panties. He bent down in order to get a better view and that's when she turned around and caught him.
"Why Bobby Johnson are you trying to peek up my nightshirt? Why in the world would you want to look up an old lady's shirt?"
"I'm sorry Aunt Vi but really you look so hot and I don't think your old I think you're sexy."
His face was crimson with embarrassment yet he'd only told the truth. Of course, what the inexperienced youth could never know was that what he said was just what his aunt needed. After her husband had called her washed up sexually as he moved out, she had come to believe that no one would ever even want to look at her body again.