My Aunt And I {Part I} - Sex Stories

My Aunt And I {Part I}

... <Her Side> When we got home I showed him the upstairs guest room and told him to make himself at home. When I went back down Tom confronted me and said, "What the fuck were you thinking inviting him to stay with us. " "Your mom was in a bind. Besides, hell be no trouble." "He's 21for Christ’s sake. He could have stayed by himself" "Sorry, he acts so immature sometimes I forget how old he is." "Yeah, well just make sure he stays out of my hair" Not wanting to argue I went upstairs to change for bed. I pulled off my top and took off my bra and slipped my Derek Jeter jersey on. I then stepped out of my slacks and went into the bathroom to wash my makeup off. When I came back downstairs Tom was watching T.V. and Peter was reading his nook. They both looked up as I entered. Toms face got all contorted in rage and he leapt off the couch and grabbed me by the arm tightly and forcibly dragged me into the kitchen. "What the hell are you thinking, parading around in front of him dressed like that?" "Dressed like what? I'm covered. Besides, he's f****y." "My f****y, not yours. I can see the outlines of your nipples through that top and it barely covers your crotch. Go put a robe on and from now on I want you fully dressed around him. As a matter of fact, get upstairs and don't come back down. I'll be up in a little while. <His Side> Things were alright, at least Prissy and Tom had a large house. I could hide out in places for hours and they would never be able to find me. I guess ...

... seeing how Tom was a lawyer for some big firm this is how he was able to pay for all of this. After she showed me my room I unpacked my stuff looked at some emails to see if any of my Graduate School applications had made it through. I always seemed to care more about school then anything else. As I made my way down stairs Tom was sitting on the couch watching the rest of some football game. “Where is Aunt Prissy” “Changing” was all he said with his eyes never leaving the Television. I found a nice large chair and settled in to read, for pleasure finally. It was not long before she did come down. I hardly looked up when I heard her come in but the swift movement of Tom made me pull my eyes away from the Nook and see him grab her by the arm and march her into the kitchen. Not sure what was going on, and not wanting to cause a scene I just sat there and tried to pretend that I did not hear anything. The words were mumbles, but by the tone in his voice I could tell that Tom was pissed. As he walked back into the living room I could feel his eyes burning a hole into me. I just tried to not move or speak fearing that he might flip out on me as well. Once he had settled into the TV again, the tension in the room was just too much to bear. I could have more fun & privacy reading in the guest room. Walking up stairs I noticed that Prissy’s door was open slightly and I could just make out her shape. She had taken the jersey off and was starting to pull on a robe. Even in that fleeting ...