His Rising Stars - Sex Stories

His Rising Stars

... masculine hormones.

"I disturbed your sleep." I said guiltily.

"No not at all, I was awake. I couldn't sleep." She lifted the bottle from the kitchen top.

"Wine?" She asked suspiciously.

"I didn't want to drink something strong. Office tomorrow. And the shop I stopped at didn't have any beer. So I bought what came under my hand."

"French, four stars; Must have cost an arm and a leg." She commented throwing a sidelong glance at me. "What do you think will it help me sleep better?"

"It will." I said taking out another glass. She poured in both the glasses.

"So you are celebrating. She said smiling genuinely.

"Clinched the deal?"She asked ruffling my hair.

"Yeah."

"But celebrating alone is no fun."

I knew what she meant by it. "I am not alone now. I have you." I replied.

I lifted my glass and she clinked it with hers.

She lifted her arm and placed it on my shoulder. I could now easily peek inside her gown. I plucked my eyes away from the hot scenery and looked into her eyes. She was standing so close to me I could feel her hot breath on my face. She took a big swig from her glass emptying half of it. I followed suit. She lifted her hand with the glass and a placed it on my other shoulder.

"Enjoy your triumph. Congrats!" She whispered bringing her mouth close to mine. She craned her neck out and offered her cheek. I touched my cheek to hers and she turned her face and offered the other one, I again dutifully rubbed my cheek against ...

... her. She kissed my cheek. It was a sloppy kiss. But I was not minding it. She swallowed the rest of the wine from her glass and placed it back on the shelf I too finished my drink. Her arms were again on my shoulders.

"Don't become like your uncle or your father for that matter. Don't go chasing the buck. Earn money but there are things more important than that."

"Yes, Aunt Sheena."

"Sheena." She corrected me. "Your uncle spent his whole life accumulating money. What it earned him in the end; Worries and more worries, headaches and Diabetes and Hypertension. He can't eat a single dish he relished. He has no time to spare, to indulge in things he wanted to do someday. She paused and looked around.

"Pour me another drink." She was opening up. And I wanted her to get it off her chest.

I moved my hand to lift the bottle. She swayed in my arms and her erect nipple rubbed against my chest. I poured in both the glasses and gave her hers. She took a sip and turned to me.

"And I, what did I get, living in this big palace of his. One day it will become my tomb when I die of loneliness. Like 'Taj Mahal' The tomb of an empress."

Her hair had again fallen over her face. I tucked them back behind her ear. She took my hand in hers. Our Rohan has taken after his father. He left us to settle abroad to mint more money. You are different. She kissed my hand.

"But Aunt Sheena.."

"Sheena."

"Yes, Sheena you have a lot of time at your hand. You can do whatever you ...