Summer of Servitude

[georgerb]

Summer of Servitude--closed for wickedpen

Life just sucked sometimes, Jason thought. Sitting on the strange bed in the room that would be his for most the summer. He wasn't offered much other choice nor could he afford anything else. Everything seemed to change from plans for a lazy summer before college this fall, to existing in his aunt's house as his parents house hunted on the opposite coast due to his Dad's job change. He couldn't believe how fast they sold the house here and things got packed up, they flew out and he was dropped here at Aunt Jean's house with two suitcases.

At least he had his car and some spending cash with a part time job. He would need that to get through the summer while pretending to be polite around Aunt Jean and her two daughters that he just disliked completely. Numerous family get togethers over the years had set that tone firmly.

Aunt Jean was his Mother's sister and they were pretty close. His cousins, Ann and Tracy were almost out of college, (a junior and a senior). And as he had learned over the years, very bossy, (like their Mom), and he always detested when they were the babysitters his Mom used as he grew up.

He knew there would be the "rules" lecture from Aunt Jean when she got home from work. He hoped he could get his stuff put away and get out for a light lunch before the girls came home. And he had to do his best as Mom & Dad were paying for his college and he was sure any thing he did wrong would be instantly relayed to them.

 

[wickedpen]

Aunt Jean hovered around the bottom of the stairs nervously. It had been a while since she had seen Jason and upon initial glance he seemed harmless. That was what got her worried. With Ann and Tracy due home any day and Jason already making himself at home upstairs she felt she better lay some ground rules.

The bottom step creaked and she appeared in the entry to the hall.

"Jason" Aunt Jean said as she stood five eight in her khaki shorts and blood red short sleeve blouse. Aunt Jean as well as Jason's mom for that matter were naturally slender women, even after a couple kids. She had the maternal breasts and short hair of a woman in her late forties. She did not wear much make up but looked pretty good living a strict healthy lifestyle.

"I want t to talk to you before you get too comfortable" she started with as she walked to him. She eyed the young man and although he played coy the sparkle of mischief flickered in his eyes like his father.

"You are of an age when boys tend to lose their minds" she began, lecturing as though there was an audience of hundreds. "Your body is in overdrive and your penis, well you know about your penis," she said as he blushed and she felt awkward. "Maybe this was a mistake, maybe too harsh to soon?" she thought as he had only arrived. "Forward Jean, set the rules for the man sleeping in the house with your girls," she thought as her lamenting her dead husbands untimely demise a few years ago who would have relished this talk. "I want you to promise me you will not do anything with Ann or Tracy, understood?" she said in her drill Sargent way.

He nervously said "of course not, they are my cousins." As though that ever stopped any teenage boy before.

"I know but they can be, persuasive, if you get my meaning?" she said lessening the blame on him so much as they were potentially a bigger problem.

Aunt Jean had not really taken a good look when Helen dropped her son off with Martin. He was a strapping young man now and knew the girls would be hot on his youthful trail.

"Do you want something to eat?" she asked with the warmth that she relegated his cock to the safe.

He tried to refuse but Aunt Jean did not take no for an answer.

"Sit and I will make you something" she said as she walked into the kitchen and he obediently followed. She pulled a chair for him to sit in and then went to the fridge. She bent over and Jason immediately became aware of her in a way he probably did not want to as his shorts became awkward.

"I have some turkey and swiss? OK?" she asked popping her head up unexpectedly as his eyes took a moment to move from her ass to her face. She noticed but let it go as it had been a while since a man had taken an interest in her and to be honest, it was surprisingly exciting.

 

[georgerb]

He had been so busy getting his clothing put away, he never even realized Aunt Jean had entered the house. Rapidly descending the stairs to head out before for lunch, he lurched to a halt as she appeared out of nowhere.

The outfit she wore almost seemed of a military style for some reason in his weird thinking, and exuded a commanding presence with her height despite the slim figure. Even though still on the steps and his 6'-2" frame, he felt like he was being talked down to as she began "the lecture".

Holy shit...she actually used the word "penis". WTF.

Despite attempting to pass on lunch, her demanding attitude was implicit and he complied. It wouldn't be good for his parents to get a call on day one that he was being rude. Following her to the kitchen he sat in the chair as directed while she rummaged in the fridge. Every part of him had expressed get the hell out of the house as easily as possible, but when he saw her tight behind in those shorts, things became scrambled.

The blush was deeper from her catching him looking at her behind, than the one where she mentioned his penis. All of a sudden he felt like he was being scolded for some potential issue let alone something he didn't do. Just like Mom.

"Whatever is easiest for you Aunt Jean. I'm not expecting to be served. I do greatly appreciate you letting me stay here for the summer. I know how intruding that can be."

He desperately was trying to figure out what she had meant about her girls.

He started eating the sandwich as she poured a glass of wine and sat across from him.

"When will you girls be home Auntie?"

 

[wickedpen]

Aunt Jean raised an eyebrow at his question about the girls.

"Tomorrow, I think" she answered as she studied her nephew. "So are you unhappy your parents moved out west and left you here with your bitchy old aunt and her evil daughters?" she asked over the glass of wine that was nearly gone.

The look on his face was priceless. She burst out laughing, "I did not think so espcially after seeing you check me out as I made lunch." Her words were awkwardly honest.

"So no girlfriends back home comig to visit or meeting you at college?" she asked with a judgemental look. Before he could answer she got up and made a scene of searching the fridge for more wine. She even groaned a few times either moving things or our of frustration.

"So Jason where are you working this summer?" she asked after finally refilling her wine and returning to the table.

 

[georgerb]

"Not exactly unhappy, it just happened so fast. What plans I had made just seemed to vanish."

He once again checked her out as she searched the fridge for more wine. He had to admit she had a fine rear end, even if she was his Aunt. Strange, plenty of bottles of wine right in the door.

"I was curious about Ann and Tracy from the standpoint of being in the background. I don't want my stay to be an imposition to any of you Auntie."

She turned and sat back down with a full glass. Her nipples obviously reacting to the chill air through the red blouse.

"I'll be filling in part time at the local electronics shop as an IT and set up guy. It pays some bucks that I can sock away for this fall."

Her eyes roamed his face as he spoke, using the glass to somewhat hide a smirk from his point of view. He ignored responding to her comment about checking her out. He could have misheard her and even more so, he had no clue how to respond.

"I'm going to take a run. Any other house rules to follow or do I just play it by ear?"

 

[wickedpen]

"Oh sit Jason" Aunt Jean said patting his hand. "You just got here and I think we should talk." Her tone was that of a principal or nun, nice enough but there was no option to refuse her. She took a long drink of her wine.

"That IT store has a bit of a reputation since the incident, but I guess you know that?" she said offhandedly.

"Incident?" Jason asked.

"OH I guess they wouldn't tell you. You could look it up, last summer a big scandal when one of the installers set up a few cameras he shouldn't and was recording and sharing a couple of the prettiest girls in town, in less than their finer moments. Apparently he was disgruntled from high school and wanted to get back at them for mistreating him." she explained as thought retelling a boring tale from her childhood. "You would never do anything like that would you Jason?" she asked with an intrusive look.

"Of course not" Jason quickly answered.

"Good. I know you are a good boy, I mean even if you are Helen and Martin's son..." she said implying something that seemed just wrong to Jason.

"What do you mean Aunt Jean?" he said indignantly.

Jean looked at his outrage and laughed, "you don't know do you?" she said. "Maybe I should not tell you since you don't know." she said then quaffed a large mouthful of wine. She clearly had been hitting this bottle before Jason arrived with her behavior. Jason had only met her a few times and never alone like this.

She looked around as though someone might be listening and then leaned over the table towards Jason. "Your mother was the easiest girl in high school. You know what that means right?" she said as his eyes struggled not to look down her shirt now hanging open for him. "She was a wild thing. I heard stories, being the younger sister or her with two or three guys and drinking and drugs." She sat back as Jason's mouth remained open.

"I doubt that pretty seriously" he said with a laugh.

"Believe what you will" she said sitting back and draining her glass. "I guess I have given you something to think about on that run, so be off with yourself" she said and smiled at him with a wicked grin.

 

[georgerb]

His hand almost melted at her touch. Adding in the glimpse of her breasts caused such confusion. He was torn between just leaving or staying as ordered to stay.

"Easy?? Not sure what you mean about your own sister Auntie."

Despite an internal yell to stay and hear more, he left for his jog.

 

[wickedpen]

Jean watched her nephew head out on his job from the front door from where he left. His fine youthful body looked delicious after so many years stuck in this house. She leaned against the door frame holding her wine. "Yeah your mother is not the saint you think little Jason. But you are going to make up for the curse she put on me all those years ago." she said with a wicked smile before turning and shutting the door.

 

[georgerb]

Jason did a fast paced walk heading towards work. Everything that just happened was just a jumble in his mind. While he would admit that he had checked his Aunt out he would also admit she was doing some of it on purpose.

Work went well, and he even managed to push through two system sales. Running in the background was Aunt Jean's comment about "the incident". But then again, that could have been the wine talking.

He decided to delay going home until late. Maybe the best option was to get out early, return late and keep things mellow. He didn't need to push issues and his folks get some bad report.

 

[wickedpen]

The house was dark when Jason got home. Aunt Jean sat in a kitchen chair wondering when he could arrive. She watched the clock in silence until it hit 10 and she heard foot steps at the front door. The kitchen was not in clear view of the front door, but she listened expecting him to come into the kitchen.

The door opened and she heard him quietly head upstairs.

"Interesting. He is avoiding me," she thought as her fingernails slid across the wooden table.

The house was silent as she heard him close his door. She crept upstairs avoiding the stairs that creaked and stood by his door listening. Suddenly the door opened and she managed to step to the side in the darkened hall as Jason walked across to the bathroom and shut the door. Aunt Jean was silent as she stepped into her room a few feet down the hall.

 

[georgerb]

He wasn't sure if it was just being in a strange house or his imagination, but the house had some eerie feel. That deep desire to look around from a feeling of being watched. The hall bathroom was decked out as he expected, full of girly stuff and decor that was basically non-functional.

He would normally shower but thought better of it and maybe wake up his Aunt Jean. Brushing his teeth he checked out was in the lower vanity cabinets and the linen closet. He changed into his sleeping shorts and stacked his clothes in the hamper reminding himself to get them washed first thing in the morning.

He hadn't picked up on anything at work about the so called "incident" of cameras. Not that that would be a challenge for an IT guy. Even easier now days with so many laptops having cameras and video calling options.

Heading back to his room, he again got that feeling of being watched but after glancing around he couldn't confirm anything. He went down the hall a bit near what he thought was Aunt Jean's room but didn't hear anything. Deciding to grab a bottle of water from the kitchen he headed downstairs as quiet as he could.

He also though he would need to explore the rooms upstairs after Auntie headed out to work. Gotta know your potential adversaries...especially if Ann and Tracy were still as pushy as they used to be as sitters. The last tread creaked a bit...and he noted he would have to remember that.

 

[wickedpen]

Jean had not locked the door to her room but in her office, a converted closet that was just big enough for a desk and two monitors she watched the screens divided into many smaller windows. Each showing a view of some part of the house. She watched Jason come into his room and dress. He was turned away from the camera, so no money shot but she was pleased to see his athletic ass. She then watched him go downstairs and then back to his room.

Once the lights were off in his room and he was in bed she turned on the infrared camera but he was still and most likely sleeping. She set the timer to record his room in the morning and went to bed.

She did not sleep well as the excitement of having the house full of young people kept her awake. Her 6am alarm rung and she showered and headed out to her job. She was the business manager for a local gardening store. She was getting ahead so she could have some time off with her family. She had been planning this summer since her sister made the request that Jason stay with her. Then Ann and Tracy announced they were staying the summer too, it was too good. She had not told them of Jason's plans and tonight would be interesting when they arrive and I tell them they have to share a room, as Jason is staying Ann's for the summer.

 

[georgerb]

Struggling awake, Jason raised up on his elbows, foggily trying to make sense of the strange room. 7:15 and the house was dead quiet. Then it came back to him he was in his Aunt's house...his abode for the next few months. Toss in some snippets of wild dreams that made little sense, he did like most folks, tried to find some reason to them. Images of his cousins babysitting him and their insulting laughter. Images of his Mom being "loose" as Aunt Jean implied. Just too confusing.

Standing up he scratched his balls and looked around the room. Not really girly but enough that you knew this wasn't probably just a guest room but most likely one of the cousin's. He had placed most of his stuff in the first dresser which was empty, not even checking the closet. Opening the door to it revealed various dresses and skirts. Yep....one of the girls must sleep here. Assume Aunt Jean cleaned out the dresser for me and that the girls will be bunking together, he headed to the bathroom.

After relieving himself he grabbed his clothes and headed downstairs. Popping a K-cup into the brewer then heading for the laundry. Stockings every where and piles of clothing he moved to the folding table. Tossing his clothes in and stripping out of his sleeping shorts and adding them to the load. A quick check of the dryer showed it full of clothes. Going back to the kitchen for his coffee, he returned and started folding. He didn't know whether he should or shouldn't but either way he may be wrong...damn.

Most the load was panties and silk like tees...a multitude of colors and styles. Holy crap! Even two pair of crotchless ones! He held them up and as any male, got quite a twinge in his cock. He did his best not to think of what Aunt Jean would look like in them...but he just couldn't resist feeling them again as he stacked them up.

He headed back to the kitchen for a refill then upstairs to shower and check his email.

 

[wickedpen]

Sitting at her desk at work Jean logged into her video feeds and settled back with her coffee for a little entertainment. She watched but was disappointed with no morning jerk off session.
"You are not like your father" she laughed quietly to herself. Then she watched as the motion sensitive cameras came on and off as he moved tot he laundry room.
"Will you like my things Jason?" she asked leaning forward to see how he reacts. He holds them up and looks but then puts them down and leaves.
"Disappointing" she sighs leaning back in her chair. "He did not inherit the sex genes of his parents somehow. Maybe he did and they just need to be turned on?" the spoke to herself almost a little psycho watching her nephew. "I bet Ann can offer him something he can't deny" she smiled and went back to work.

 

[georgerb]

Heading towards the shower, he almost entered but glanced down the hallway. Images of those panties still floating in his head. Should I? Glancing around as if a child about to steal cookies, he placed his clothes inside on the vanity. In a short few steps, he was at his Aunt's bedroom door. Another quick look around the hall and not sensing that hidden look, his hand grabbed the knob and turned. The latch released and he stuck his head in while debating to be more daring.

Contemporary styling with feminine touches, but a bit brash with metal and straight lines. Textured walls and minimal artwork. Odd. The door to the master bath was open and similar design...almost cold and impersonal. Kind of like his Aunt he thought in her appearance but he got the impression that she knew things but didn't readily display them.

He walked over to the dresser and pulled open the top right drawer. Lavender fragrance wafted up and his eyes fell on neatly stacked panties of every sort. His finger tips traced across them, and for some undefinable reason, went deep into a pile and pulled out a pair of purple ones. Pushing the drawer shut, he reached down to the next drawer but it wouldn't open. Odd.

With work coming up soon, he dared to hit the closet door but it was locked. As were the drawers to the night stands. WTF. He left her room even though he knew he would be back and see what she was hiding. Before heading back to the shower, he tried the door to the other bedroom...again another lock.

Why? Who in their right mind would have so many locks? Turning on the shower he looked at the panties and dragged them across his cock. Watching in the mirror as it grew from that silky feel. His imagination went wild thinking of them on Aunt Jean and then chastised himself for not checking her bathroom hamper. Plenty of time to explore more...it was going to be a long summer.

Daring to do more he stroked his cock with the panties. Justifying he could get them on a fast wash and dry before he had to leave. Or just keep them for some more relief tonight. His cum splatted on the sink and mirror.

 

[wickedpen]

The alert notification of her bedroom motion sense popped up on her screen. Aunt Jean was many things, and a closet techy was one of those things. She quickly opened the window and there he was, Jason in her bedroom.
"You dirty boy" she said with a wicked smile. "Go for the panties, just as I left all those for you in the dryer" she said as her plan was working. She watched him pull a pair and then try the other drawers.
"Silly boy Aunt Jean has secrets to hide" she said as she watched him leave her room then go to the bathroom. She had worn a long skirt today just in case. As she sat in the small enclosed business office with the door closed she pulled the skirt up seeing him now int he bathroom.
"Do you like your Aunt's panties Jason?" she sighed softly as her fingers slid over her silk panties. "Do they feel good on that big cock baby?" she said watching him stroke himself. Her finger soon slid under her panties and was flesh to flesh with her button.
"Oh yeah Jason, let me see it, let me see you cum all over my panties" she sighed louder now as she sat on the edge of her chair nearing her own release.
Through the video she saw his face tighten and then his fist pump him seed onto her sink even her mirror.
"Oh God" she said louder than she expected as she too came seeing him. She watched him finish and then wipe his cum off the mirror with her panties.
"Oh you are a bad boy Jason, you want to cum in Aunt Jean's panties? I am going to let you" she said softly as she straightened her panties and skirt.

 

[georgerb]

He came hard and stroked himself down with the cum soaked panties. Jumping into the shower, he took the panties with him and washed them out, his cock somewhat semi-hard. Drying off, naked, he headed downstairs and got his clothes putting the wet panties in the dryer as he went back to his room to dress.

He was tempted to do more exploring but was limited on time. At the last instant he grabbed a pair of her panties off the folding table. Heading up stairs and dressing for work, he slipped on the pale pink panties. Then checked the hall bathroom for it being clean of any mess.

Sending a text to his parents that all was well, he ran back down stairs and grabbed the dry panties. Headed back up to Auntie's room to put them back. Hesitation....and grabbing another pair to put with his things. Time running short and he glanced at her bathroom door...wanting to explore that hamper. Fuck..no time.

Heading out, he wondered on how alike his Aunt and Mom were....

 

[wickedpen]

Ann got a call from her mother earlier in the day. Awakening her early, she answered and agreed to her mothers wishes. She knew better than to refuse having been raised by Jean. She threw her already packed bags in the car and headed home.

"Someone you know is in the house and being naughty with my things. Please go home and straighten him out. Mom" was all the text said. She wondered which of Jean's boyfriend was poking into things he shouldn't? This was not the first time she had been called on for this and since she was planning on coming home today anyway the hour and a half drive was not a big deal to start early.

Looking up the stairs, having come in silently she was shocked to see "Jason?"

Jason took a second to recover from the shock of seeing someone at the bottom of the stairs as he rearranged his Aunt's panties and also how Ann had blossomed into an amazing woman. Her skinny body was no longer. Over the last three years since Jason had seen her, she had grown four inches taller and a few cup sizes. She was wearing a halter top and cut off jean shorts. She was tan and her brown hair was highlighted with blonde streaks. She looked amazing. "Ann?" he responded.

"What are you doing here?" she said still thinking this was one of her mother's lovers.

Jason did not continue down the stairs as he wanted to go back and put back everything but it was too late.

"I am spending the summer, surely your mom told you?" he said trying to carry on a conversation and figure a way out of his horny ways.

"Uh no. She just said someone was being naughty with her things?" Ann said admiring the young man she remembered as an annoying geeky teen. His shoulders were wide and his face was handsome and those jeans did not disservice to him.

She looked at him in silence and mae a judgment call to go against her mom's wishes. She motioned for Jason to follow her as she went out into the garage then out a back door to a side yard. Jason followed nervously.

"Jason, my mom has the house under total video surveillance. This is the only place I think, and I repeat I think she can't see us. You need to put back whatever you took and then you are going to have to deal with her when she gets home. I will deny we ever had this conversation but know this, she can see everything and wants to see everything." Ann's tone was strange but serious. "I will do what I can for you but she is a little crazy. The fact she did not tell me that is was you means she is up to something." Ann finished and then looked him up and down strangely. "Definitely up to something"s he repeated then went back inside.

 

[georgerb]

Absolute shock.

And now what to do! Who did he trust? The cousin that laughed at him? The Aunt that took him in? Putting things back proved to Ann he had done something wrong. Not doing so made things worse with Aunt Jean if what Ann said is true.

"Stay here Ann, give me a few minutes..I need to head out to work."

How the hell had she changed so much? So different than the flat chested bitch of years ago but still had that commanding voice he had no choice but to follow back then.

He put the extra pair of panties back, but completely forgetting the pair he had on.

Ann was in the kitchen. "I have to get to work. I owe you Ann."

Dashing out with the image of those cutoffs and tan legs. Fuck. Barely 24 hours and in deep shit.

 

[wickedpen]

Ann was pleased to see her cousin's post pubescent body and continued horny ways. She remembered how he looked at the other girls, before she "blossomed" as her mom put it. They had always been an open house and she knew of her mother's odd behavior. This was going to be a strange summer to say the least.

She went back inside and called her mom.

"Hey mom, I talked to him and I think we are all good" she said as Jean accepted her explanation and after reviewing the video footage and seeing Ann take him out to the blind spot knew things were well on their way.

"OK I will see you soon, bye" Ann said hanging up and then unloading the rest of her stuff. Her mind could not escape the young man who was spending the summer. She had broken up with her boyfriend a week before and what had been a wonderful sexual outlet was gone. Ann was not one to do well without an outlet. She laid on her bed and imagined Jason. She began to concoct plans about getting him alone and seeing if he was totally against fucking his cousin. Her hands went to those places that felt so good and she did not care if her mother saw. She knew the video of her masturbating was plentiful on the massive hard drives. It was just the way it was. All families have their quirks and surveillance was theirs. To be honest this was part of what sent her boyfriend away. She always wanted to video their sex. Lights on and the whole nine. It was fun in the beginning but he started to feel she was playing to the camera more than him.

 

[georgerb]

Jason was pretty much in a daze the whole day at work. Ann's revelation about video surveillance could be an issue, or it could be total bullshit. He couldn't really trust her, nor Tracy, in his past experiences. Add to that mix Aunt Jean, a definite control freak, and a close connection to his Mom.

Crap. On a restroom break he headed to relieve himself, and as he pulled out his cock he felt the panties. Fuck. Now what to do? It was as if he was making the situation worse in some unknown plan.

In between customers he searched for some hack programs and downloaded them. Hopefully he could use it to detect things in Aunt Jean's house and find out what was true or not.

And forced aside thoughts if Ann had been wearing panties and what type. Maybe Ann and if Tracy had arrived they would be busy in their room and he could try to be unobtrusive in his room. Maybe even hack into any cam system and get his ass out of trouble.

 

[wickedpen]

Jean sat in her office waiting for the cameras to come back on. She was a little angry Ann had handled it as she had and knew that Jason now knew about the cameras but it was all good.

"Hello Ann Marie" Jean said formally into the phone. Jean was a hard mother and treated her girls with an iron fist and also had created a powerful dynamic between the three of them. With their father out of the picture she had protected her girls from the vile hedonistic men of the town. They were all attractive and many a man and boy made passes at them. Jean was an adult and entitled to her pleasure which the girls understood. But now they were of age and things were starting to change.

"I understand" she told Ann, the youngest. She knew they would have above average IQs and libidos from both of their parents. This became apparent in high school when the cameras went in and the amount of self love was documented. Jean always thought "better to satisfy themselves then to let someone get them pregnant." She talked with them about their urges and managed to get them to college. It was not easy as birth control was like a golden ticket and they did not hold on to those for long.

This summer would be a test of many things Jean knew and wanted to have something to remember it by, for when everyone left her alone.

 

[georgerb]

Jason made it home and it was very quiet...almost too quiet. He now wondered if his previous thoughts of being watched were not of a physical source but a sense of potential cameras. Too many questions. Too few answers.

He entered his room and was almost stripped before he actually took close look. There must be something wrong. Whose suitcases were those? No way. Maybe Anns'? And she just placed them here...? Another question.

As he turned to get some clothes, the mirror reflected his image, naked and in panties. Fuck. Rushing off to the bathroom, he started the water and got out of his Aunt's panties. Staring at them, he couldn't resist rubbing them on his cock. No way would she expend a camera in a bathroom even if what Ann said was true. Despite his worries, he soiled the panties with a rush and showered quickly, and rinsed the panties as he did so.

He felt just enough time to get them dry before anyone got home. But what the hell would he do with them? Risk getting them back to Aunt Jean's room? Or toss them into the hamper in the hall bathroom?

Standing in the hall, still slightly wet from the shower, and with wet panties in his hand, he heard voices below...

"Let's get a cool one before we get your stuff up to your room", he heard Ann's voice say.

Then, "Sounds great, do you think he knows he has a roommate?", as Tracy spoke.

Damn.

 

[wickedpen]

Tracy was two years older than Ann and looked it. She was tall and blonde and wore black framed glasses. She was a chemistry student but looked more like a super model pretending to be a scientist.

"Sounds great, do you think he knows he has a roommate?" Tracy said as she and Ann stood in the kitchen.

Ann pulled two beers from the fridge and opened them and handed one to Tracey. "You really look great" Tracy said to her little sister as they clinked bottles and said "cheers."

"He definitely doesn't know he has a roommate and I think you will be thinking you are the lucky one" Ann said pretending to fan herself showing he was so hot.

"Nerdy Jason? Please, Bill back at school is hotter than any cousin of mine" Tracy said.

"We shall see" Ann said with a devilish grin. Then she leaned into Tracy's ear and whispered "just remember the cameras and mics." Then leaned back and laughed pretending it had been a joke.

There was an air of acting in their language and movements, caused by a lifetime of being watched.

They heard mother's car pull into the gravel driveway and looked at each other knowingly.

Jean came in and hugged each as they made pleasantries and small talk as Jean got a beer and joined them at the table.

"So Tracy big surprise" Jean said.

"Ann told me I have a roommate" Tracy deflated Jean's surprise.

"Isn't that great?" Jean said excitedly, never having liked Bill from school.

"I guess butt hat full sized bed is pretty small" Tracy said.

"I don't think either of you are going to mind" Ann said with a grin.

"Oh Ann," Jean chided her "always thinking sex sex sex." she shook her head and took a long drink of her beer.

Tracy leaned in to her mother and in a quiet voice said "shouldn't I room with Ann?"

"Absolutely not! My house my rules and, you haven't even met the boy yet." Jean said firmly.

 

[georgerb]

Jason could only catch snippets of the conversation, before awakening to the fact he was naked, and holding a damp pair of his Aunt's panties in the fricking hallway. As much as he wanted to get closer to the stairs to hear more, he got into his room as quietly as he could. He got to his dresser and found a tank top to put on and some cutoffs, after placing the damp panties between some tees. No time to figure out what to do about them now. It is as it was.

Putting on some shoes, he grabbed his car keys and started down the stairs, hoping he could get out quietly and delay any interaction for the time being. Procrastination and guilt weighing the scales for a short term relief.

Part of him was tempted to face the music now. He was amazed out how Ann had changed and was curious about Tracy...but not face his Aunt right now...it would be like an inquisition for sure, three against one.

As he approached the bottom, he forgot about that squeaky step....