This is the continuation from a mixing pot experiment I tried. If you like the stories outcome please leave a comment letting me know to try it again. Where I kick off a story then let readers comments influence the 2nd half. The comments has spawned a part III which is on the way.
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Part II
Something bothered Aunt Maureen, because she changed from work and went straight to the backyard to work. As usual, I followed her outside to give a hand and flirt with her. Aunt Maureen's breasts strained the fabric of her white tee shirt. Her bra pressed through her shirt and the jeans she wore showed off her long legs and round butt.
As much as I tried, I could not push that night from my mind. Rather, it had become worst. Visions of her body filled my thoughts during the day and the hours before sleep.
It was wrong, or so society told me so. But it was only sex, and it couldn't go anywhere. Aunt Maureen could not have children. Everything we would do would be about pleasure and enjoyment.
Why not? She was pretty, actually more than pretty, she was beautiful. Full lips with large brown eyes. Skin that felt like silk stretched over a tall, wide body. Now how would I convince her to see it like I did?
We tended the garden in the back together. Like I had in previous years. But this year, I couldn't help but admire her muscles in her shoulders and back. When able, I stole glimpses of her chest through the collar of her shirt and small of her back when it rode up.
She smiled at me and stood up. "Well, I think that about does it. We'll cleanup for the night." She stared at me for a moment, then giggled. "You reminded me of your father, a farm boy when your mother first met him."
There was a hint of sadness in her eyes as she touched me on the shoulder and squeezed my muscle. The thought made me miss the two of them. My aunt's comment also stirred a sense of pride in me. I followed her in and watched as she pulled her bun loose and let her hair fall over her shoulders.
After she went to the shower, I grabbed a drink of water and listened to her from down the hall. It wasn't the largest house, 3 bedrooms upstairs and 1 down. But the 3rd bedroom upstairs served as unused office. It was nice to have two full baths, especially back when two women lived in the house.
I leaned on the counter and stared at the door. A plan formed inside my head. 'I could just walk in, strip down, and see if she truly didn't remember that night. Throw it all on the table. No, I would need to do it as an accident, then gauge her reaction.'
Her phone vibrated next to me and broke my thought. The screen lit up and Susan's name displayed with her number.
"Aunt Maureen, its Susan." I yelled.
The bathroom door opened a crack, and she poked her head out, her one shoulder exposed. "Can you let her know I'm just getting in the shower and I'll call her back? She just wants ask me about this weekend again."
I picked up the cell and nodded my head to Aunt Maureen.
"Hello." I said.
"Oh, hi James, this is Susan, your aunt's co-worker. Can I speak to her?" she said.
An alternative plan popped into my head. Maureen was sure she was going to ask her to the bar again. "Hello Susan, Aunt Maureen is just in the shower, I can take a message for her."
"No, that's okay, I'll call her later, or tomorrow." Susan said.
"Okay, I can let her know you called. Oh, and whatever you did the other week, she's been a lot happier since then." I said.
"She has! She's always so professional at work it was hard to tell."
"You plan on taking her out again?" I said.
"I was hoping too, we got a lot of attention last week." Susan said.
"I saw you girls. It was nice to see her excited. So where are you planning to go this week?" I said.
"Granite and Oak, it's a newer pub close to the silver hotel. Have you been too it?" Susan said.
"No, but I've heard it's really nice, and the upside is, Barry's rival company built it." I said.
We shared a laugh "I'll let Aunt Maureen know you called and maybe if you're going to other places we might cross paths. Finally, meet each other face to face."
"I always hear about you from your aunt that would be nice." Susan said.
My fingers worked fast on my phone I sent a group message to my buddies I went out with the previous week and asked if they wanted one more night. Steve and Andrew both replied and agreed to a few rounds of pool at Granite and Oak.
Plans were set for both sides and soon I would set a pair of my friends up with a pair of cougars. At least that's what I had hoped for. The closer the night came, the tighter my stomach felt. I calmed myself with thoughts of backing out should things go sideways.
Dark wood counters, with thick slab counters lined the bar. Flat screens played everything from sports to music videos. Several pool tables were at the far end, surrounded by VLTs and arcade games.
Most people weren't out on the town yet, and we had our choice of tables. We bought our drinks and claimed a table.
I was terrible at pool, but Steve eagerly set the table up. It didn't take long before he proved he also sucked. Andrew picked something up during his first year of college and cleaned us out with ease.
I nursed my beer as I watched him lean forward to finish me. Which was okay, because he was about to spank Steve next. And I'd be free to watch the door.
"James!" Aunt Maureen said.
My heart skipped when I saw her in strapped heels, a sleeveless navy blue blouse and mid-thigh pencil skirt. At first I thought she was Susan. When she had left the house earlier, it was a black pants and vest combo.
"You look different." I said.
Maureen looked back over her shoulder. "Susan's idea, said she would let me leave unless I changed into something else."
"I have to agree." I said and gave her a wink and smile.
She blushed and slapped me in the stomach. "Stop."
Susan wasn't far off in style, but she wore more makeup. Her clothes exposed the tops of her breasts and knee-high boots gave her a very sexy aura. Tonight she also came as a platinum blonde.
