When she got the call from her sister-in-law three weeks ago asking if she would mind if her two high school age nieces came for an extended visit Gwen Phillips was decidedly lukewarm to the idea. It would be the first time in years, she would have anybody living with her for more than a night or two and she had learned to enjoy her solitude. However, as she made her way through the crowded terminal at LAX to meet her nieces she found she was growing eager to see them again. She remembered the two as gangly teenagers of thirteen and fourteen. Samantha was now nineteen and about to begin her collage career at Cambridge and Katherine was eighteen and a brand new senior in high school. Remembering she last saw them at her husband Dave's funeral over five years ago. Gwen dearly missed her husband but as time went on, she found herself thinking about him less and less often.
Gwen found a seat near the gate where the girl's flight would arrive even though the tote board said they're arrival was on-time she was impatient for them to get here. She sat idly thinking about the happy times she shared with her husband. A bit of melancholy creeping into her thoughts as she remembered, when they met in college, their storybook wedding, an energetic sex life and building their dream house in the hills. When the girls finally came down the ramp, she was still lost in thought. They walked right up to where she was sitting and she almost did not recognize them until they introduced themselves and hugged her. They were no longer the ungainly adolescents she remembered but two very beautiful young women. They walked together chatting about the flight heading toward the baggage claim. When they retrieved the last of their bags, they had a good laugh struggling with all of the luggage the girls had packed for their stay. Gwen finally gave up and finding a house phone, called for a skycap to come assist them.
Surveying the small mountain of luggage in the back of the Tahoe, Gwen commented to the girls how they lucked out that there was room enough for everything. She had been considering driving her Mustang to the airport this morning but at the last minute decided to take the Tahoe because it had a full tank of gas. Climbing into the SUV, they haltingly drove out of the madhouse that is LAX and turned for the freeway that would take them into the hills of Malibu.
As they drove, the girls told her about their fathers' ten-week trip to Malaysia to set up a new manufacturing facility for his company. They admitted to Gwen how they had no interest in shopping their way across the exotic Far-East as their mother was planning to do while their dad was preoccupied with work and thanked her profusely for allowing them to stay with her. The girl's mother was terribly uncomfortable leaving them alone for two and a half months and since they both had the summer off school, she suggested visiting their aunt Gwen. Katy told Gwen about her mom's luggage including the empty suitcases she brought along just for her "acquisitions." They all laughed uproariously talking about how much money her shopping tour was going to cost their dad. Gwen's brother was the vice-president of facilities management for a multi-national Boston-based pharmaceutical company and he could afford the hit. He may not like it but he could afford it.
The girls were no strangers to luxury but both were suitably impressed at the sight of Aunt Gwen's house nestled in the wooded hills. The electrically operated wrought iron gate opened to a driveway that wound further up the hill until the terrain leveled and it terminated in a circular car park in front of the two-story Spanish style house.
Gwen's husband made a small fortune in stock options and managed to get out before the dot-com bubble burst. That along with the two point five million dollar life insurance policy doubled because his death was accidental, meant Gwen was able to live a very comfortable lifestyle. The three of them laboriously manhandled all of the luggage to the girl's rooms then Gwen gave them a quick tour of the house and finally suggested they all change and go for a swim before dinner or they could soak with her in the hot tub.
Gwen took her time changing into her skimpy yet very expensive thong bikini. She enjoyed the look of the shimmering blue material hugging her still firm fifty-two year old form. She worked hard to stay in shape and at times such as this did not mind the long workouts or the exorbitant fees she paid to her health club. She cupped her breasts feeling their weight, more than pleased that even though she was a nicely full D-cup there was very little sag to them. Her five foot five inch frame carried her one hundred thirty-six pounds without an ounce of extra fat. Gwen was especially proud of her lean muscular legs and her firm round butt, features that still turned heads on her infrequent visits to the beach with her friends. Checking her bikini line for stray blonde hairs and satisfied she took one last look in the mirror at her bronzed image and headed down the stairs.
When neither girl had yet emerged from their rooms Gwen wondered what could be taking them. Recalling the mountains of luggage, she chuckled envisioning the exhaustive search for something as small as a swimsuit. Gwen put three bath sheets on the poolside table, and stepped back into the kitchen. She poured a glass of chilled white wine for herself before settling into the warm churning water relaxation sweeping over her body the moment she sat down. She nearly dozed off before the girls finally came out to the patio where the Jacuzzi was happily bubbling away.
Gwen opened her eyes slowly at their approach and was stunned at the changes the two girls had undergone since she had last seen them. They were gorgeous! Sam the older of the two was a younger version of her mothers short, compact very voluptuous form. Her breasts nearly as large as Gwen's own looked deliciously firm and round. Her legs and hips were decidedly more curvaceous then her loose fitting jeans had revealed at the airport. Even though her long auburn hair stood in stark contrast to her pale New-England skin, her flashing green eyes and pouty lips led Gwen to conclude this girl was a certified hottie.
Katy's sandy blonde head towered over her "big" sister by several inches. She had a more lithe athletic build but still suffered no shortage of curves. Gwen's gaze swept up her long legs and over her flat belly to her chest a respectable and very perky C-cup she guessed. Katy's hazel eyes sparkled with mischief that lit up any room she entered. As they stood for a moment before slipping into the heated water Gwen was thankful she was already under the water she could feel her nipples stiffening and a familiar tingle as she took in the vision of her hot young nieces standing above her.
They made small talk and enjoyed the relaxing water swirling around their bodies. They talked about school, boys and how hopelessly boring Boston was for young girls eager to see the world beyond their hometown. Gwen was first to step from the tub telling the girls she needed to get something started for dinner. She could feel their eyes on her as she stood up on the deck next to the hot tub. She first thought she imagined the muted gasp but as she walked to the table where she left the towels, she almost felt the same unnerving scrutiny as when she walked into a club and the men would brazenly scope out her body. As she bent to dry her legs, with out thinking she had her thong clad backside pointing directly at the pair providing them one hell of a view. She cast a furtive glance over her shoulder as she stepped through the patio doors and saw the girls whispering and smiling it made her wonder if; she had indeed heard correctly, when she stepped out of the bubbling water.
Sam whispered hoarsely to her younger sister, "Oh my god is she hot!"
Katy wide eyed replied, "Mom claims she and Aunt Gwen are the same age."
"No way," Sam nearly shouted at her laughing sister.
Katy nodded her head and continued, "I know what you mean, Mom is so old and skanky looking."
Her astonished sister added, "I only hope I look that good when I'm over fifty."
Katy playfully slugged Sam on the arm and chimed in, "You don't look that good now."
At that point their conversation ceased and they began splashing and wrestling around trying to dunk each other under the water and each pulling at the others swim suit ties, until Gwen's call from the patio door informed them to come and get it or go hungry.
Over the next few days he girls settled in nicely but Gwen had some trouble adjusting to others in the house she had grown accustomed to having all to herself. Forgetting they were around she would leave the bathroom door open only to have one of them come looking for her. Several times she left the shower still nude, and walked almost halfway down the stairs as she normally would have only to see the girls moving around or hear the pair watching TV and not wanting to embarrass them she would have to rush back to her bedroom to put something on.
Late one night two weeks into their stay when she thought the girls had settled in for the night, Gwen was relaxing in her bed room began thinking how it had been over a month since she had enjoyed intimate contact; of any kind. She was sitting in an armchair in front of her television, which faced into her room next to the doorway. She pulled out one of her favorite videos and popped it into the VCR and sat back to enjoy. She lowered the volume so she wouldn't wake the girls and the only light was that from the flickering screen. The movie started with a young couple driving in the woods in their SUV and when they found a spot they liked they stopped and threw a blanket across the hood and began their real explorations.
It did not take long for Gwen to feel the familiar stirrings within her lions and as she watched the busty blonde groping and then devouring her boyfriends large member. Gwen began caressing her large breasts paying special attention to the large distended nipples. She loved to pull them until they slipped from between her fingers. She did this to each of them for several minutes purring and gasping noisily as her heat grew. She lifted one breast to her full lips sucking and nipping at her swollen nipple the pain-pleasure combination exquisite and exciting. She could feel her panties begin to moisten as she watched the video and teased her sensitive teats. Her free hand slithered down her flat tummy and under her panties locating her nub, flinching she groaned loudly surprised at the depth of her need, the first contact intensely electric quickly spurred her on. Gwen slowly rubbed small circles across the hardening bud and applied increasing pressure and speed. She was surprised at the copious flow from her crease as it soaked through the thin material over her crotch. She finally slipped a single finger into the slick opening and moaned at the delicious sensation. Then slowly withdrew it bringing her glistening fingers to her waiting lips she slowly licked and sucked the musky scented digits completely clean.
