Hey All, this will be the last upload for this story at this pace. My plan is to keep working on this, my other posted story here and two others that I am currently working on. I am hoping to get three chapters of each posted as a start and then begin cycling them. Luckily this is the easiest to write but I am doing my own editing for all my work so that sets me back a bit.
I won't keep everyone waiting too long but rest assured, on it return things in the Lexington household will be heating up fast!!
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Her steps were cautious, as if the ground were about to fall out from under her feet. Eyes locked onto his, and he stood there, cock pulsing in his hand, pointing straight at her. As she reached him, a hand reached up and touched the bare skin of his chest. She looked down at his erection, then brought her eyes back up to meet him and bit her lip. Her other hand drifted to replace his own on his thick cock.
~ ~ 3 Days Earlier ~ ~
His first and only week free from college, before classes started up again, was prime time for Carson. He had to make sure to cement the idea of him as a sexual partner for each of the women in his household before he had limited time. The past three days had been interesting, to say the least; if nothing else, things had certainly changed in the household. Maybe forever.
Surprisingly, his mother was the most affected by his plan so far; he couldn't help but keep pressing his advantage with her. She seemed to be in a state of confusion and arousal. This suited him well, to keep her guessing and casually touch her or let her see he was trying to hide his erection. They hadn't spoken about anything related to the gift or his own arousal yet. His goal was to make sure she caught him jacking off at least once a day. Yesterday he had been in the bathroom when he heard her lingering at the door. His mom had been the only one home that morning, and when he saw a shadow outside under the bathroom door, he made sure to be a bit louder than usual. It had been easier than he thought; she seemed to be drawn to him now.
When it came to Aunt Ronnie, she seemed to take his little shower interruption as a challenge to turn every conversation sexual. Which, of course, played right into his hand. He had to play that he enjoyed the attention but still was uncomfortable and wouldn't actually go all the way. Each day she would saunter out of bed and into the kitchen in only a tight tank top and panties. That was not totally out of character for her, but she spent way too long preparing her breakfast, bending over and bumping into Carson. Additionally, the tops and panties seemed to either be a size too small for her curvy frame or shrank each day as more and more skin appeared. This morning the panties she wore teased him with the seductive lines that crossed her hips down to her covered mound. His mother finally scolded her to cover up, to which she just blew her older sister a raspberry. Very ladylike.
Phrases from his aunt like, "Carson, we should do something fun together," "Oh please, baby, I'll do anything for a drink," or "Where can a girl get a nice strong man to take care of her needs" were dripping with sexual tension on a daily basis.
He had to admit she knew how to sink her teeth in, and if it hadn't been for his plan he would have been all over her like a puppy dog. However, he had responded in kind; he couldn't compete on her level for innuendo, but he had started to make lewd gestures to make her blush or give her a hungry look in her eyes. He thought yesterday, when he had eaten a pudding cup with only his tongue, his aunt had nearly cum in the recliner. This morning in the kitchen he also had gripped her hips hard and barely brushed her ass with his erection when she had passed by.
As for his sister, well, he was not as far as he should have been. He wanted to keep things subtle and be patient with her, but he found it hard to press things as Brooke was a complete unknown to him. Carson had established himself as the home's resident laundry helper; he had collected all clothes on Christmas and then last night as well. He would run the machines, but each woman would come to collect the unfolded clothing when he let them know it was done. He had also messed with her panty drawer again, but he had no clue if either time had tipped her off. But it was time to push things a bit; there was a natural step to take when it came to messing with his sister's panties. So this morning he had taken a pair of panties from the top of her hamper. Since he had taken the rest of the laundry the previous night, it was really easy to note the panties missing from the few items that remained.
Now he would just leave them on top of the pile, in plain view and well used, where she would find them. He would pay attention to her closely this evening.
A couple of pings from his phone made him jolt from his desk and his thoughts.
'Hey baby, taking a soak!'
'Really lonely...'
He smiled and then groaned as a third ping announced the arrival of a picture with Ronnie's pouty face and showing a deep amount of cleavage above the water line.
Carson bounced up, was in his trunks, and down the stairs in record time. This was a perfect opportunity to push things a bit further with her, especially when she was wearing next to nothing. As he opened the door, the air was just chilled enough to make it urgent to get to the family hot tub as soon as he could. Approaching the tub, Ronnie turned around to give him a sultry smile... then she stood up, and Carson froze in his tracks.
"Gotta love this bikini!" she sang, showing off the red bikini he had gifted her.
The micro-bikini style had been a stroke of genius, to see his aunt's curved bare back and perfectly thick ass only split with a small red string between her wide cheeks. As she turned, her breasts and nipples were only just covered by two thicker red bands of fabric, and two small strings came down between her legs. She was as exposed as if she were naked, but when you added the fact she was dripping wet, he was instantly hard.
"I love your shorts too, stud!" She gave him a wink and sank back into the water.
"You wear that suit well, Ronnie," he said as he got into the tub.
Carson was trying to figure out how to turn this situation to his advantage; she had most likely called him down for a purpose beyond making him stare at her body.
Rhonda gave a sultry smile. "So, Carson... What are we going to do with you?" She gave another, slower wink.
"What do you mean?" he asked, very confused.
"Well... things have changed around here since Christmas. Haven't they?" she asked, sweetly.
Then she continued, "I mean, first this bikini and then your little trip into my bathroom."
"You started that." He nodded and leaned back, faking a casual air; internally, he started to think she was getting too close.
"I suppose I did, but I have also noticed my sister and niece acting a little funny." She leaned forward, pressing her boobs together.
"I haven't seen my sister like this since she was in college, so distracted... so on edge..." She let the statement hang out there.
But she wasn't finished. "And my smoking hot niece has started to ask me strange questions."
"What?... I mean what questions?" He jolted, giving himself away a bit.
