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... arms around me and hugged me tight.

I hugged back, "Great to see you."

"Thanks sweetie. Great to see you. I'm a total mess, sorry you have to see me like this, especially after ten years." she said, breaking the hug and caressing her hand on my face.

"You need a shave." she said, astonished.

"Yeah, I grew up a bit." I responded.

She giggled and went back to sit down. I grabbed a Pibb from the fridge and sat with her. I didn't know what to say but I felt my kiddie crush kicking back in.

She looked amazing, even in her non-make up state.

"Oh Benny, I don't know what I did." she said, looking as if she had nothing left to cry out.

I stammered. "I uhh... don't know what to say."

She smiled weakly.

"Don't worry about it. I'm just glad to be here with loved ones."

A small moment of awkward silence passed.

"So," she said, grabbing my hand, "what's new with you? Chasing any ladies around?"

"Heh, not really." I sighed loudly, "Just workin' at my summer job."

"Oh why not? You're a cutie. Ain't they beatin' down your door?" she said, softly laughing.

I shook my head.

"I'm not worried about it."

"Oh, that's not a bad thing. You're so young - plenty of time to worry later." She said, with a tone of envy in her voice.

"You're young too, you know." I mumbled with a reassuring smile.

"Thanks honey." she said, standing up. "This whole divorce thing though... kind of feels like a stain on my soul I won't be able to get rid of."

She ...

... walked out of the kitchen, "I'm going to lay down and try to sleep."

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Throughout the next week Aunt Brooke slowly started to cheer up. Mom and her would be joking around in the kitchen; Dad picking on both of them. I'd hear them from upstairs and wonder if Brooke was ever actually sad.

She was staying in the room next to mine and at night I'd hear her crying herself to sleep.

One particular night I woke up sometime early in the A.M. I stammered awake and walked towards the bathroom. Aunt Brooke had taken over the upstairs bathroom with her girly stuff, so I had to adjust to that.

I wandered into the bathroom, emptied my bladder, and started back towards my room when something caught my eye.

I stopped.

Aunt Brooke's door was open and she was sound asleep. The side of the bed she was sleeping on was closest to the door, and the covers were draped over her midsection.

What caught my attention was the red silk nightie she was wearing; stretched from her tossing and turning. The pulled fabric had partially exposed her right boob.

I was suddenly very awake.

My heart began to pound with nervous excitement and blood rushed to my almost instant erection.

I softly rushed back to my room, grabbed my smartphone, snuck back over to her room, and took a moment to angle a picture. The moonlight gave me just enough lighting to get a clear picture. I double checked to make sure the flash and sound was OFF (that would've been hard to explain), and snapped a few ...