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Caught on Camera

... God damn, I was getting really bold.

The lust was taking over again. This time, it was more focused and felt... healthier.

She downed her first glass and poured another. I sipped on mine. Blech.

"Trying to get yourself drunk?" I asked, referring to our previous conversation.

She stopped in the middle of her pour.

"No... just loosening up."

I raised an eyebrow. She realized what she said.

"Uhh anyway," she said, "You wanna make out with your aunt huh?"

"Kinda."

She smiled, "Kinda? That's it? Just 'kinda?'"

She knew I really wanted to. But she liked the flirty response.

"I have a problem though," she said, circling her wine in her glass, "I tend to... get very loose if I'm enjoying the kiss."

I nodded. "No problem. Look, we'll just kiss, high five, and move on with our lives. Cool?"

She shook her head, "You make that sound so easy."

Another uncomfortable silence.

"I'll stop you if you get.. too loose." I said.

She looked at me as if I was completely stupid.

"You really are a virgin." she smirked.

My face went red.

"So where do you wanna do this? Right here?" she said, taking a large gulp of wine.

"Here is fine."

"Okay.

We both stood there for a moment, unable to move. I was incredibly nervous. I've made out with chicks before, but this was different.

Not only was this my aunt, but it was the most stunning person I've ever known. And I loved her.

Those facts made this infinitely more complicated.

She ...

... looked at me, impatient.

"You gonna make the move or am I?" she declared.

"Uh..." was all I could respond with.

A sympathetic smile drew across her face. "That's right. You're not... experienced."

She placed her glass of wine on the table and walked around towards me, standing a foot away from me. We faced each other, standing.

"Okay, I'm gonna spill some good info for you." she said, confidently.

"Women like it when a man takes the lead. Simply put, the lady knows from his actions whether or not he's interested."

She folded her arms, looking at me with a faux impatience.

"Are you interested?" she sarcastically jabbed.

My nerves were getting the best of me. I was about to cross a line. I didn't know if I wanted it to go further than a kiss. My heart and loins did, obviously, but the rest of me was far too hesitant.

I drank her in. Her brunette hair was loose and draped over her shoulders. Her simple jeans-and-t-shirt outfit had a mysterious allure. Here she was, in all her glory, waiting for me to man up.

I reached out with my hands and placed them behind her head, gently placing my fingers in her hair. My thumb caressed her upper cheek.

The cocky look on her face disappeared, and her eyes darted back and forth from my eyes to my mouth.

"Oh my," she softly spoke.

I gently placed my kiss on her lips.

Soft.

It was a long, tongue-free kiss. My hands remained behind her head, and she pulled me closer.

I broke the kiss and opened my ...