Kelli enjoyed the perks of being the wife of a professional golfer. His multi-million dollar annual earnings afforded her all the luxuries. What she disliked the most was the travel and time away from him. The normal tour stop was a boring five day cycle of get up, eat, kill time while he played golf, eat, spend time in the hotel room, sleep.
But this week was special. This week the tour stopped in the city where her older sister Erin lived; and, Erin lived on the golf course. It was the perfect scenario.
Kelli and Erin were separated in age by fifteen years. Despite the difference, twenty six year old Kelli remained close enough to her forty-something sister to comfortably spend nearly a week in Erin's home during the tournament.
They were as close to twins as sisters could get that many years apart in age. Both were petite blondes with stunningly good looks and hourglass figures that they fought desperately to maintain. Kelli, because of her constant travels to tournaments, was deeply tanned. The result was a vibrant, young woman who caused men of all ages to stare at her incessantly.
One of those men was Erin's eighteen year old son Justin. A lacrosse player with an athletic scholarship to a college he would be starting in the fall, Justin was feeling good about just graduating from high school and having a couple months of freedom. Besides, Aunt Kelli was coming to stay for a few days.
He couldn't count the number of times he'd masturbated to her Facebook photos, or after seeing her in person. He swore she dressed in her short shorts and tiny shirts with the plunging necklines just for him. He knew every feature on her face; how she did her makeup; how her wispy shoulder length hair acted in the wind.
Kelli wasn't totally innocent. She had watched Justin grow up and would admit, secretly, to having a special place in her heart for the good-looking kid. Only now he wasn't a kid, and it wasn't that long ago that Kelli was his age; with the same thoughts and desires he was now having. She wondered how their relationship would change with the passing of another year. She questioned her own self-control if they found themselves alone.
'Stop it, Kelli,' she scolded herself. 'It won't happen. So just quit thinking about it. And he's your fucking nephew, for God's sake.'
But the first time she saw him, when Kelli and her husband entered the luxurious house and she hugged her nephew, she could feel something change. She was holding a man. It would take every ounce of willpower to not cave in to her natural instincts.
Justin hovered over his diminutive aunt as they briefly embraced. He could smell her hair and feel her soft skin. He could feel her ample breasts against his chest. God, she was gorgeous.
Nobody else in the room sensed it, but Kelli and Justin knew. Perhaps the forbidden nature of their emotions heightened their stimulation. Or maybe it was just two adults deeply attracted to each other. Whatever the case, there was a palpable connection between them.
Erin's large, two-story home had four bedrooms. She never gave a second thought to putting Kelli and her husband in a room on the same floor as Justin. The consequences of that choice became clear on the morning of the next day, a couple hours after Kelli's husband had left the house to play in the pro-am tournament.
Kelli was wearing a short robe, standing in the hallway searching a closet for bath towels. Down the hall, Justin stood in his doorway watching. He saw his aunt reach for the top shelf, the bottom of her robe inching its way closer and closer to her ass. Standing on her tiptoes, Kelli managed to barely grasp the bottom towel from a tall stack. Almost immediately, the entire pile came tumbling down around her.
Justin looked on as Kelli got on her hands and knees to reassemble the stack. A fleeting glimpse of one ass cheek caused the cock inside his jogging shorts to twitch. Another glance at a breast attempting to escape the robe made him throb a little harder.
He walked towards her, nearly getting to her side before she looked up.
"Oh, Justin. I'm such a klutz," Kelli said in her distinctly feminine voice.
"I'll get them," he said, beginning to complete the pile.
Kelli sat on her knees, adjusting the robe between her legs the best she could, but making no effort to secure the robe as it fell farther open at the top. Justin forced himself not to look, at least directly. Soon enough, he was easily putting the towels back in the closet. Then he turned to face Kelli and offered her a single towel.
"Thank you," she replied, stepping closer. "Did you need the shower?"
Her eyes wandered down his body until locking onto his shorts without shame. Justin was peering at the substantial cleavage she still showed.
"No. That's OK," he said.
Kelli looked back up at him. "Did your parents go to the course yet?"
"Yeah."
The gleam in her eyes was hypnotic. She allowed the towel to touch his leg.
"Then we could share the shower."
Even at eighteen, Justin knew the meaning of her words. He didn't answer. Kelli ran the back of her hand with the towel across his crotch. She could feel his hardness and see the tent in his shorts.
"Nobody will ever know, Justin," she said in a near whisper.
"I shouldn't..."
Kelli's other hand touched his cock, not quite holding it.
"This might be our only chance. I've waited so long for you, Justin. Please come with me."
She turned towards the bathroom, taking two steps before looking back over her shoulder. Justin followed her. They entered the bathroom and Kelli locked the door.
"Turn on the water, please," she said.
Justin's hands were shaking as he opened the glass door and adjusted the water to a reasonable temperature. He took an extra few seconds to collect himself. When he turned around, Kelli was naked with the robe lying in a heap at her feet.
Justin's initial shock gave way to concentrated scrutiny of the body he had dreamed about for so long. The breasts were even more magnificent than he imagined. The waist and hips more rounded and smooth. The pussy more exquisite. The thighs and legs more enticing.
Nothing was said. Their eyes finally met and Kelli stepped forward. Her hands took hold of his shorts and she pulled them down, crouching in front of him to take them off. Before standing back up, she stared at the semi-erect cock inches from her face. But she wouldn't take it...yet.
Kelli moved to Justin and let their bodies touch. She made sure her breasts were against his chest and his cock was touching her.
"Now, let's take a shower," she said softly.
Kelli led the way into the shower, suspecting she would have to do a lot of the leading if she wanted to achieve her ultimate goal. What she didn't know was that Justin was more than willing, and certainly able, to take charge. He followed her in and closed the door to the shower.
Kelli wasted no time in getting under the water and letting it flow over her hair and body. Using both hands to draw back her hair gave Justin a wonderful view of her full breasts pulled high on her chest. Water cascaded over her nipples and between her legs, falling to the floor in erotic streams.
