"Hello Tom, where's your mother?"
Tom lay sprawled across the sofa and looked up from his book as Zil came into the sitting room. Just turned twenty, he was a tall rangy young man with that interesting studious look, young men have about them at that age.
"She's gone out shopping." He said smiling and always pleased to see his Aunt Zil.
"Oh damn, I wanted to go too." Zil sighed.
"Never mind, you'll just have to let me entertain you. Come and sit down here and we can have a chat."
Tom patted the sofa beside him and moved up to make room for his favorite aunt to sit next to him.
Zil smiled at her handsome nephew and asked him exactly what he had in mind as to a way of entertaining her?
Tom blushed slightly and told Zil she was just so wicked sometimes.
"Alright then, tell me how you are getting on at college. Have you got yourself a nice girl friend?" Zil sat close and squeezed Tom's arm fondly, wanting to know all his news.
"Well nothing serious at college, not at the moment. There has been a few, but the trouble is that young girls don't do much for me."
"Really? You aren't ... a bit? ...no of course not, silly me." Zil laughed teasing him.
"No Auntie, I'm not gay!" They both laughed. " It's just that I like the older mature woman actually, always have. I find them much more, well grown up, if you know what I mean?"
Zil punched Tom's arm fondly, thinking what a lovely toy boy he would make some older woman, as he put it.
"Girls do go on don't they?"
"All a bit fickle, you mean Tom?" Zil suggested.
"Yes, always a bit frivolous and shallow, where as a real woman knows what she wants and just takes it."
"Gosh, I do hope you are not being 'taken' too much, well not without being asked first, that is?" She grinned at her dirty thoughts as they flashed across her naughty mind.
"Actually," Tom turned towards Zil and looking seriously into her eyes, said, "I've never told you this before Auntie Zil but it's always been you that got my motor buzzing for me."
Zil jumped with shock and looked at him in amazement. "Sorry, but what did you say Tom?"
"I said it's always been you that got me going. Always has been, for as long as I can remember, I've had this wicked fantasy for years to f...."
"Shhh, please, I don't want to hear it Tommy." Zil scolded him, putting her hand to his mouth, and trying to look angry.
"But it's true, I've been lusting after you for as long as I could wank myself off."
Zil looked long and hard at her nephew and suddenly saw him in a whole new light. Where was the funny shy boy she'd always known?
"It's just a ... a... oh hell I can't think what you call it, but it's something that just happens to young men and then passes when you find someone your own age dear." Zil fumbled with her hands and felt very uncomfortable sat on the sofa next to a young man who had a stiff cock for her, which she could see now tightly bulging in his pants.
Tom saw her looking at it too.
"Look Auntie Zil, see how much I want you right now." He pointed to his pants smiling proudly.