The best summer of my life was the one that I spent with my aunt Joanne, my mother’s sister. If she hadn’t gotten married and moved away, the incestuous relationship with her that started that summer would probably still be going on.
I have since moved on, but I do still think about her. Not just the sex but the dirty little things that transpired between us before we actually had sex.
My parents were in the middle of a divorce and they decided it was best for me to stay with my aunt Joanne during those tough times. I had no idea what my parents were going through at the time. They just told me that they were going on a cruise and I was to stay with Joanne for the summer.
I loved going to Aunt Joanne’s. She had a great house and a huge pool. So I didn’t mind their decision and couldn’t wait to get there. my aunt was in her late twenties with long black hair a dark eyes. She was different from all of my other aunts and uncles, probably because she was single and a bit on the loony side. My dad once told me that she was crazy because she burned all of her brain cells when young. At the time I had no clue what he was talking about.
Ernie watched as Melba crossed the street. The way her hips swayed as she walked and the way she unconsciously flaunted her breasts was a sight to behold. Mentally undressing her, he was down to just her panties as she walked through the door of the gas service station.
Melba looked at him and smirked, knowing full well what he was thinking or at least to Ernie it seemed that way.
While he was daydreaming about fucking her, he dimly heard her voice say, “Is my car done?”