Sorry about the delay in getting this chapter finished.
Previous chapters in order of publication:
Revelation: 1 – Thursday
Revelation: 2 – Friday
Revelation: 3 – Saturday
Revelation: 4 – Sunday
Revelation: 5 – Monday
Revelation: 6 – Tuesday
Revelation: 7 – Wednesday
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Revelation: 8 – Thursday
Aunt Jill's flight was scheduled to arrive at 9:12 AM. Mom and I were at the airport early so we stopped for a cup of coffee and a bun while we waited for her arrival.
"Uncle Joe is older than Aunt Jill by what, 10 or 11 years? What I still don't understand is why she married a man that much older than herself?"
"Twelve years. It's a long story but in a nutshell while your grandmother and grandfather were wonderful people and very loving, your grandfather was somewhat restrictive and Jill and I weren't allowed much freedom in dating. Neither of us had much experience with men, Jill less than me since she was 4 years younger than I am. Jill met Joe, Joe had a lot of money, Joe swept her off her feet and impressed Dad, he proposed, Dad approved and they got married."
"When they met she was young and full of romantic ideals and Joe was dapper, suave and mature and made Jill fell like a queen. She fell for him hard and they had a fairy tale wedding. Then, after the a few years they began to have some problems. Joe was dedicated to his business and he was always traveling. When his business took off and had almost doubled he decided that he should relocate his operations to the mid-west and without consulting Jill made the decision to move. The fact that he had made the decision without discussing it with her beforehand did not sit well with Jill. Once they moved things seemed to get better for a while and they worked on resolving their problems."
"However, it wasn't too long before Joe started to have problems with his business and was spending 12 to 14 or more hours a day, 7 days a week either at work or traveling again. Jill was getting lonely and finally did what a lot of women do, she found someone who would give her the attention she wanted and needed. Jill had an affair with a man who was in his early 20's and Joe found out about it. They almost divorced over that but once again, they seemed to work out their problems. A few more years go by and Joe began to have problems with his prostate. Jill has always been highly sexed and Joe seemed to lose almost all interest in sex and in Jill. That's about it you know the rest. Anyway, Jill is coming out here so that she can think things through and just get away for a little while."
Mom took a sip of coffee and looked at me and put her hand on my arm. "Kenny, you will never tell her that I told you these things. If she wants to tell you about what I have said, she will. Our job is to give her all the love and support she needs just like she gave me love and support when your dad died."
We moved over to the security area and shortly had Aunt Jill and her bags in the car and we were headed home. She hadn't really changed much, older and somewhat tired looking but just as cute and as petite as I had remembered but a bit heavier. Mom and Aunt Jill were sitting in the back seat and talking almost non-stop all the way home. I kept sneaking looks at her in the rearview mirror and once or twice she caught me and grinned back.
When we got back to the house Kate and Karen were waiting on the deck wearing, what was for them, fairly conservative shorts and halter tops. Aunt Jill knew who they were from the letters, phone calls, Christmas cards and photos that made their way to her over the years but this was the first time they had met. I watched her carefully during the introductions and grinned inwardly as I watched her evaluating and sizing them up.
After all introductions were made with the requisite hugs coffee was poured, pastries were eaten and the ladies engaged in a little light banter and chitchat Aunt Jill turned to me and drawing herself up to her full 5' 5" said, in a very badly affected British accent, "Kenny, your wife is absolutely lovely, I always knew you had good taste. And, I like your mother-in-law. I approve." Her bad English accent and feigned haughtiness brought a good laugh from all of us.
Putting down her coffee cup Kate stood up and taking Aunt Jill by the arm said, "Let me give you the nickel tour and show you your sleeping arrangements." With Kate on one side and Mom on the other they took Aunt Jill back into the house.
Karen looked at me and said, "I like her! But, another hottie? Does your family grow anything but sexy, good-looking women?" She leaned in close and said, "I don't think you can handle 5 women!"
"Hush, woman! All you ever think about is sex, sex, and sex. That is one of the things I love about you but right now all I'm thinking about is getting something to eat. I'm hungry!"
I went into the house made myself a snack and took a beer out of the fridge while Karen began to put together a light lunch for the girls. When I finished I gave Karen a kiss and a quick feel and then carried Aunt Jill's bags up to her suite.
As I was putting the bags on the bed Mom, Kate and Aunt Jill came into the suite.
Kate showed her the sitting room, bathroom and bedroom. Aunt Jill was very impressed and looked at Kate and Mom a bit misty eyed. I think she really realized that she was with family and now she could just relax and begin to enjoy herself. She gave both Kate and Mom a hug.
" Josie and I are going down to help Karen get lunch together. Ken, will you show Jill where everything is and how it works?"
"Certainly, my pleasure. After another rounds of hugs and thank you's I took Aunt Jill from room to room showing her where everything was and how it worked."
"Kenny, this is really magnificent. This bathroom is larger than some of the rooms I've stayed in in 5-star hotels. A hot tub and a Jacuzzi! Simply amazing!
"Kate doesn't do anything half way. With her it has to be first class. So, ready for some lunch? I began to turn toward the door to leave when she walked up to me and stood in front of me and took both my hands in hers.
"Kenny, you have grown up nicely. How is your life? Are you happy?"
"Yes, Aunt Jill, very happy." It seemed a strange question to ask if I was happy.
"Good. That's very good! So many people marry people that they shouldn't and don't have enough sense to recognize it early enough to do something about it. I just wanted to make sure that someone very special to me, that I love very much, won't make the same mistakes as these other people."
Frankly, I didn't know what to say. Since she was holding my hands in hers I just pulled her toward me and hugged her. If you don't know what to say to a woman, take her in your arms and hold her. A sincere loving hug is often much better than words.
She hugged me back and I found that having my aunt in my arms with her body pressed against me was very shortly going to cause me a problem. I was getting excited. We stood like that for what seemed a long time, long enough that I did start to get an erection and I knew that Aunt Jill had to feel it but she gave no indication that she had. Finally, she relaxed her hug and looked up at me with tears in her eyes. "Thank you Ken, I needed that hug." With the tears on her face she tilted her chin up and closed her eyes and I knew that she wanted me to kiss her. I leaned down and as gently as I could I lightly touched her lips with mine. She responded but only lovingly, on an impulse I made the kiss a bit firmer and then she responded in kind. We kissed with mouths partly open but without tongues and we held the kiss. Then, quick as 1, 2, 3 in rapid succession she tightened her arms and pulled tighter against me, moved her hips more tightly against mine and against my boner and opened her lips and quickly ran her tongue just over my lips and then let me go and stepped back. When she stepped back she turned her back to me and wiped her eyes with her hands and, with her back still to me, walked over to the bed and started to unpack her bags.
"You go ahead, I'll be down in just a minute."
Knowing when to make a graceful exit I said, "Okay, see you shortly," and I left thinking about that hug and kiss.
When I got downstairs Karen was talking on the phone. As I came into the room she indicated that it was for me and walked over and handed it to me while mouthing the word 'Sarah'.
I took the phone and answered it. Sarah was upset. She wanted to meet with me right away. She had a problem and needed to talk. She was insistent that we meet as soon as possible but wouldn't tell me why. I immediately began to worry that it might have something to do with Tuesday and that she was having second thoughts about what had happened so I agreed to meet her at the house in an hour.
When I cut the connection I signaled to Karen that I wanted to talk with her and excused myself and went into the hallway. I told Karen about the phone call and my suspicion that It might involve our session on Tuesday. I also told her that I had agreed to meet Sarah in an hour at our house. Karen thought for a moment and agreed that I should meet her but she would remain here so that nobody would think anything might be wrong. She made me agree to call her as soon as I knew what was going on. I went back into the kitchen and since neither Mom nor Kate had heard any of the conversation I explained that the phone call had been from work and that I had to leave for a little while but would see everyone later that day.
When I arrived at the house I parked the car in the garage rather than leave the car in the driveway so it would not be obvious that I was there. Hopefully, the neighbors wouldn't have seen me drive up. The houses were pretty well separated and the lots were nicely wooded so that it may be that no one saw me. I went in and turned on the A/C and got a beer. I had a sinking feeling that I might need something stronger.
About 15 minutes later I heard the key in the lock and Sarah came in. She saw me sitting at the kitchen table and walked over with a look that made my heart drop.
"Hi, Sarah, what's wrong?"
She flopped into the chair directly across from me and just looked at me for a minute, I could not figure out whether she was mad or just upset about something. "You made a tape recording of us, of me!"