"Hi, Katy. It's me, Suzy. Yes, big sister, your spoiled-brat baby sister. Well, good morning to you, grumpy. If anyone should be grumpy, it should be me. Here Devon and I fly all the way back to the Islands for a visit, and what does he do? My shit-ass husband decides to go early morning deep-sea fishing with our cousin and his high school buds."
"What cousin, little sister?"
"There's only one of our cousins with a boat β only one cousin who is still crazy and fools around β only one cousin who will probably get my stupid husband shit-face drunk β 'your' favorite cousin β Jimmy."
"Suzy-Ann! How dare you? Jimmy's not 'my' favorite cousin. As I recall you were fond of him too. Hmmph! Now, tell me why you're bothering me at work which is something you don't have to worry about since you're on vacation. God, I could use some 'me-time' really badly."
"Well, Devon woke me up really early so that I could drop him off at the pier before the fricking dawn. But, I'm so damn sleepy that I don't think I can safely drive back to the folks' home."
"Well, dumb-shit, I told you not to marry the bum," retorted Katy. "But, did you listen to me? Hah, nooo! All you could say was that the dick-head was really hung and that you couldn't resist 'big cock.' You are so weak and fixated on penis size, my hot-to-trot sister of mine. So, stop your belly-aching because you married for a dick who doesn't give a crap about you.
"Come on, Katy β I need to use your place to crash. I had only a couple hours of sleep before Devon woke me up. Plus, that even if I did back home safely, I'd be lucky if I got a few hours of sleep. Mom wouldn't let me sleep at all β and Dad doesn't bug me to help him. You know our Japanese parents when it comes to rise and shine. I know I should have checked into a hotel instead of staying with them. Come on, Katy, be a sweetheart. Let me sleep at your place. Pretty please!"
"Suzy, stop with the whining. You're thirty-six years old, only three years younger than me, married, and supposedly grown up. But at times you're still such a baby β a selfish little brat who is intent on getting her way. However, I don't know about this time. Adam is at home for Spring break, and he's probably still sleeping having played his X-Box all night long."
"He is? My sweetie-pie Adam is at home? He won't mind his Aunty Suzy sharing his bed as I used to when he was a little cutie."
"Suzy-Ann! You will not jump into bed with my son! He's eighteen, six-feet-one, and a young man with teenage 'urges.' Don't you dare!"
"Calm down, Mommy Katy. You forget how often I took care of Adam when you and you hulking hubby, Brad, needed a break, and then later when you guys were busy making Ben β by the way, how is Ben, that little rascal of a youngest son? What? That's good to hear. But anyway, Adam has always been my sweetie, and I'm his favorite aunt. Yeah, I know I'm his only aunt, but that doesn't matter. Come on, Katy. Please?"
"Well β I don't know. I definitely don't want you slipping into bed..."
"Have you forgotten that I'm five-nine, Shorty? Come on, I simply won't fit in Ben's bed. What are you worried about? You forget that Adam and I used to shower together when he was younger and that he's seen me naked before. What? Okay, okay, I promise. I'll behave β I'll sleep on the couch. There, does that satisfy you? Not that you had anything to worry about 'cuz I'm dead-tired. Now, do you keep your spare house key in the same place as before? Right - under the front door planter. Thanks, Katy, don't worry about Adam. He'll be alright. I promise."
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"Hello? Is anyone home? Anyone up?"
Jeez, why do I feel thoroughly disgusted at how Katy always manages to have her home up to our mother's standard? That's something that I could never hope for, or for that matter, wanted to be. Leave it to Katy to be the epitome of our parent's expectations β a dutiful Japanese eldest daughter, college graduate, married to an architect, two boys β Adam, my sweetie-pie, and Ben, the baby of the family. Katy is always bragging about just how happily married she is β god, she makes me want to puke.
Ha, but I know better. No matter what Katy says, I know her dirty little secret that I bet she wants me to forget. Plus, I doubt if my older sister would know what real happiness was unless it jumped up and scooped her between her legs.
But who am I to talk? I'm married β but in one hell of a weird relationship. I'm always traveling as a college recruiter and Devon is the stay-at-home commercial artist. When I return home after weeks on the road, we usually have a weekend of hot-and-heavy sex...no holes barred especially my butt-hole. God, how I've come to love being ass-reamed ever since Devon introduced me to it on our first date way back when.
However, once the weekend is over, I'm back on the road again and another long period of abstinence. Well, that's true if you don't count my rubbing fingers, handy-dandy vibrating dildo, deliciously painful nipple clamps, and other assorted sinful goodies. Hey, at least it's cheaper than going out and a lot more satisfying than watching television. I was okay for a while, however, lately the second-rate motels and playing with myself just don't seem to be enough.
Now let me careful open Adam's bedroom door...ummm...how I love that distinct aroma of youthful testosterone and its source lay sprawled on his double bed. Oh my god, has it been that long? Yeah, I know Katy said that Adam was six-one, but not only has he sprouted in height but also filled out. He's no longer my little boy, but a handsome young man β and a healthy one at that judging from that enormous bulge in his underwear.
Whoa, Suzy-Ann! Why are you salivating? What are you thinking? Adam is your damn nephew! Shit, girl, don't even think about it. It would be "incest" β that's a big taboo. Hmmm, well, there was that time when Katy, Jimmy, and me...but, that was just one of those things...so innocent...some youthful fooling around that for me just happened. Jeez, it was so far back that I had forgotten about it until now. But this is Katy's son, good-looking and all grown up. Hmmm, he looks dead asleep, but I wonder...
"Adam, it's me, your Aunt Suzy. Come on. Make room for me in your bed, honey. That's it, sleepy head, move over. Yeah. I need to get some sleep and you've got to share your bed with me like we used to. Okay?"
I didn't hear what Adam mumbled but at least he moved over in his sleep. I might as well put down the purse and to get comfortable. Jeez, it's hot in here. Why have air conditioning if you don't use it? Shit, I warned Katy not to marry the penny pincher... shit, Brad's such a tightwad that he squeaks when he walks. But all she could say was that he was Japanese and tall...yeah, right! Oh well, if it'll be warmer next to Adam so I had better strip down to be cool.
What does Adam have that I might wear? Aah, here we go β a tank-top. It's big on me but it'll do the job. Ummm, it smells good and is comfortably loose. I'm sure Adam won't mind if I, his favorite aunt, uses it.
Oooh, I wish I had worn my loose shorts instead of my tight jeans. Well, let's undo them and now to wiggle out of them. I'll leave the thong on for modesty sake β ha, what a joke since the damn thing is so skimpy that I can hardly be called modest! Okay, off with my top and now to unhook and discard my bra. Aah, it feels good to let my babies free and loose. Wait! What? Was that a muffled gasp from the bed?
"Adam? Adam β you're up, aren't you? And you've been watching me undress, haven't you? Come on, Adam, this is your Auntie Suzy. Don't pretend. Open your eyes. Aah, that's it."
"Aunt Suzy! What are you doing in my bedroom? And you're..." Adam stuttered in his hasty defense, confusion, and excitement as I stood before him in my lacy thong with his tank top held loosely in front of me, but barely covering my naked breasts. Adam then became alarmingly aware that he had on only his underwear and that he had uncomfortably sprouted one hell of a raging hard-on.
"Adam, you've got nothing to be ashamed of," I cooed to my nephew who after blushing a bright red, scrambled to cover his tented underwear while keeping his wide opened eyes and glued on my near-nakedness.
"Don't worry, sweetie, it's not your fault. I shouldn't have surprised you. It perfectly natural for a young man to want to peek at a woman's boobs and react the 'way' you are."
I paused momentarily when it dawned on me that I too was "reacting" to the situation as evidenced by my stiffening nipples and the spreading dampness in the crotch of a rather skimpy thong. "I was going slip into your bed to catch some sleep, but both of us...well...we seem to be wide awake and in a rather 'awkward' situation. Well, Adam, let me ask you if you have you ever seen a woman's naked breasts?"
Adam struggled as to how to respond then finally squeaked, "As I can recall...only Mom's...but hers are much smaller than yours...although her nipples are much bigger."
"Huh, when you were little, you used to see my tits all the time but I guess you have forgotten that. Would you like to see my breasts again, Adam, now that you're grown up?"