The Holiday (closed for Horny_Aussie_72)

[YoungBusty]

Emma is trying to get her life back on track after the sudden death of her husband, Ralph, killed in a car accident. They had no children but had been partners in a real estate business which has now fallen to her to manage. She has been finding in stressful but not wishing to let him down, she is putting her all into making it a success. Her friends and family have worried about her, seeing that she needs a break and have rallied around to give her as much support as they can.

It is now a couple of years since she lost Ralph. There has been nobody else to replace him. Emma has had several assignations for sex with young men, when she has felt the need, but she has remained very much single since her loss. She has largely used the internet for her sexual pleasure.

Emma is a large lady with many curves and an outstanding bust. She is 41 years of age and stands 5ft 7inches in height with shoulder length brown hair and brown eyes. Her bras have been sized 40E. She was flirtatious to the point of being a tease until her loss but since then her personality has rather changed and she has become much more introverted and inward looking.

It was in the office that she was encouraged to enter this competition for a holiday. She only entered really to encourage teamwork and office morale, to show that she could be one of them, the staff, the team. To her surprise she won first prize, a holiday in London, England. At first it was a case of not having the time but then with gentle persuasion by her family and also by the staff at work, who would manage, she agreed to go but then with whom?

Emma approached her sister Sheila who was a good bit older but she could not make the date. She had nobody really close and then Sheila suggested her son, David aged 25, who was a confident type and who knew the ropes.

“Go on, take him” encouraged Sheila who hoped that her son would not only look after Emma and check that she was ok, but take her out of herself and bring back the old Emma.

Emma had always liked David, with whom got on well but was concerned at the age gap and differing interests. She refused to think about the holiday or take the trip seriously until the last moment.

“You don’t know who you’ll meet” said Sheila

“A lot of good over there in London, with me living here!” replied Emma.

Nevertheless and maybe harbouring a dream, Emma went out and bought some new casual and evening wear, a swimsuit and lingerie, quite surprised at the weight she had put on, being another couple of inches around the hips and now needing an F cup brassiere. This confirmed to her she needed the holiday and some exercise. It also led her to relax at home with a nice bottle of white wine. The holiday would not be long now though. She became thoughtful wondering, “just how are we going to make this work, David and I. Perhaps I ought to give him a call and check that he is getting all prepared, I am sure Sheila has his eyes on him but he is now a man and well, I need to check"

 

[Horny_Aussie_72]

Emma is trying to get her life back on track after the sudden death of her husband, Ralph, killed in a car accident. They had no children but had been partners in a real estate business which has now fallen to her to manage. She has been finding in stressful but not wishing to let him down, she is putting her all into making it a success. Her friends and family have worried about her, seeing that she needs a break and have rallied around to give her as much support as they can.

It is now a couple of years since she lost Ralph. There has been nobody else to replace him. Emma has had several assignations for sex with young men, when she has felt the need, but she has remained very much single since her loss. She has largely used the internet for her sexual pleasure.

Emma is a large lady with many curves and an outstanding bust. She is 41 years of age and stands 5ft 7inches in height with shoulder length brown hair and brown eyes. Her bras have been sized 40E. She was flirtatious to the point of being a tease until her loss but since then her personality has rather changed and she has become much more introverted and inward looking.

It was in the office that she was encouraged to enter this competition for a holiday. She only entered really to encourage teamwork and office morale, to show that she could be one of them, the staff, the team. To her surprise she won first prize, a holiday in London, England. At first it was a case of not having the time but then with gentle persuasion by her family and also by the staff at work, who would manage, she agreed to go but then with whom?

Emma approached her sister Sheila who was a good bit older but she could not make the date. She had nobody really close and then Sheila suggested her son, David aged 25, who was a confident type and who knew the ropes.

“Go on, take him” encouraged Sheila who hoped that her son would not only look after Emma and check that she was ok, but take her out of herself and bring back the old Emma.

Emma had always liked David, with whom got on well but was concerned at the age gap and differing interests. She refused to think about the holiday or take the trip seriously until the last moment.

“You don’t know who you’ll meet” said Sheila

“A lot of good over there in London, with me living here!” replied Emma.

Nevertheless and maybe harbouring a dream, Emma went out and bought some new casual and evening wear, a swimsuit and lingerie, quite surprised at the weight she had put on, being another couple of inches around the hips and now needing an F cup brassiere. This confirmed to her she needed the holiday and some exercise. It also led her to relax at home with a nice bottle of white wine. The holiday would not be long now though. She became thoughtful wondering, “just how are we going to make this work, David and I. Perhaps I ought to give him a call and check that he is getting all prepared, I am sure Sheila has his eyes on him but he is now a man and well, I need to check"

David had just gotten out of the shower, after another long day at the importing company his father owned. He stood in front of the mirror, and looked at himself in the mirror. For his age he considered himself to be in reasonable shape.He stood 5’9 with his Mediterranean traits shining through. He had short cropped black hair, blue eyes, and olive skin encapsulating his average frame. But the long days he’d been working at the import business his father owned we’re starting to show. He’d noticed a few wrinkles starting to form on his forehead.

I walked out of the bathroom sat on the longue in his boxers, and listened to the morning news, as i enjoyed a coffee, before getting dressed for another 10-12 hour day at the warehouse. I had a few meetings with some existing clients about increasing their requirements, and a new customer who was looking to import some furniture from somewhere in Africa. I picked out a suit, then a shirt and tie to go with it, before heading off to the office.

On the drive to the office it had given me a chance to think about the conversation mum and I had on the phone last night. Mum mentioned something about Aunty Emma winning a prize holiday, and was looking for someone to accompany her, and mum had thrown my name into the mix, as well as telling me she’d sort it for me to have time off as she was the office administrator. I’d always been a go getter, and not shy to ask for something I wanted. The thought of a European escape certainly did sound enticing, and there were a very a very select few I’d rather go with beside Aunty Emma.

Our relationship was great, we’d laugh and talk, and I could also confide in her, or at least we used to, before Uncle Ralph passed away all those years ago. We could still talk, and I could still confide in her, but she’d changed since uncle Ralph’s passing. She’d become withdrawn, not the same bubbly lady she was once upon a time. ‘Maybe I can bring the old Aunty Emma back’ I thought. And without another thought I had told my phone to call Aunty Emma. “Hi Aunty Emma, how are you?” I said in a bright voice, as I heard her answer the phone.

 

[YoungBusty]

"Hi David, well I have a bit of a problem, it shouldn't be really, but I have won a holiday in London, England and I need to find somebody to travel with me. Would you like to come with me? I have gone out to buy all sorts of clothes and stuff and have promised to give things a really good go and try and get out of the rut I find myself in."

"Before you say anything David, please understand that you are just the person I need. I know you work really hard at your parent's place and I am sure you need a break too, just like me. You have just the sort of wit I like. I also promise and I mean this, to keep out of your way, to exercise some discretion and not to drink too much. I don't want to be an embarrassment.'

Whilst David's phone call had come as something of a surprise, Emma had thought quite deeply about the invite to David and hoped she had covered all the bases. She definitely hoped so.

"Even just talking to you David and hearing your voice, has been a boost and has brought back memories of earlier times we have had together. You are just what I need and I intend to prove that I am just what you need"

There was a hint of the old flirtatious Emma in those comments and she hoped that he noticed the same.

"Oh and just to add David, my bosom is larger than ever, just in case you wondered."

Emma realised this was not something she should really say to a nephew but it was only banter, she liked banter and in the past they had both appreciated it. There was no harm in getting back on track.

"So can I take it you are coming with me then David?"

 

[Horny_Aussie_72]

"I'd love to join you Aunty Emma. Apparently you're not the only one who thinks I am overdue for a break. Mum has decided that I should join you, and made that point crystal clear during our conversation last night. She told me that she will arrange coverage for me at work, reschedule any upcoming appointments I have, and you know your sister, once she has her mind made up about something, it happens one way or another." I laughed.

I thought I heard a laugh of agreement from Aunty Emma as I finished that statement, but I was glad to hear that she had recognised that she had gotten herself into a rut, and needed help. I missed the old Aunty Emma, she used to be so bright and bubbly, now she almost seemed withdrawn.

"I miss the earlier days Aunty Emma. I remember how you used to be more my like best friend, and we'd laugh, joke, and keep each other confidences. Like when I told you I lost my virginity, or when I'd come to you for help because my girlfriends were driving me crazy, and you'd calmly explain it to me from a girls perspective, instead of me arguing with my girlfriend because I didn't understand a girl's logic. But speaking of things like that. I not long broke up with Susan, because of something I suggested we try in the bedroom, and she took offence to it."

The fact that Aunty Emma felt comfortable enough to tell me "Oh and just to add David, my bosom is larger than ever, just in case you wondered." implied that she remembered the number of times she had caught me staring at her breasts throughout my teenage years, but also triggered a collage of memories of her breasts, and what they looked liked, and memories of me jerking off to those images, and instantly made my cock twitch in my boxers.

"Aunty Emma, I'm looking forward to this trip. When do leave?" I said as I pulled into my car space, and took the phone off hands free. "I just got to the office. See you soon." And the call terminated.

I went to my office, and logged in to my computer, and as usual I had an inbox full of various requests for quotes, potential new customers, and the usual inter-business emails. I went to the kitchen to make another coffee, and saw mum busying herself with her breakfast preparations. "Morning mum, I spoke to Aunty Emma, we're going away together. I'll email you the information when I get back to my desk."

The day passed in a blur, and before I knew it my day was done, and I headed home, to start sorting my clothes for this upcoming trip. I knew I would be taking mainly casual clothes, but I also wanted to take some nicer things, in case we went somewhere the demanded a nicer dress code. I hit the internet, and looked to see what musicals were showing in London, and thought that it would be a nice surprise for Aunty Emma, especially since we hadn't been to the theatre since we saw the stage production of Lion King about 5 years ago. I decided on going to see Hamilton, and booked some tickets front row tickets on the third tier for our third night in London.

As I climbed into bed that night, I couldn't help but think of the days when life was fun, Aunty Emma and I would spend hours together laughing, and her comment of "Oh and just to add David, my bosom is larger than ever, just in case you wondered." replayed in my head.

I wondered why she had mentioned this, and how much bigger they could get before they exploded. Aunty Emma had always been a busty woman, and quite offer they’d been the focus of my attention, and probably more often the visions I’d stroked my teenage cock to. But it was just her boobs, it was everything about her. She had a warm, friendly, caring personality, and despite her overly feminine curves and appearance, she really was very nice looking too.

I remembered times when I was convinced that Aunty Emma was wearing a shirt that was a size too small for her. I can easily remember times where the intricate patterns of her bra would be easily visible through the shirt that was stretched over, and struggling to contain those teasingly arousing boobs. In addition to this, I also knew that Aunty Emma had nipples that looked to be huge too. There were many times I’d seen Aunty Emma in a swimsuit, and for whatever reason, her nipples always seemed to be highly visible.

As I was remembering all these wonderful times, and images, my body had responded in kind, and reminded me exactly how much I appreciated these memories, and images, by making my cock incredibly hard, to the point it was almost hurting. I knew what needed to be done, and without hesitating I wrapped my hand around my hardness and started to stroke it the way I had when I was younger.

I came hard and fast, in fact it was a lot faster than I expected given the fact I’d been sexually active on a regular basis with my ex girlfriend, and the girlfriends before her. But now was time to clean up, and get some sleep.

The next morning, I showered, dressed, and left for work as always, but thought if Aunty Emma can tell me her bosoms have increased, I could have some fun too. So I called Aunty Emma, and after the usual small talk I said “Do know any decent places that a guy can go to and get waxed, I am well overdue for my sack, back and crack wax.” I could help but laugh after I’d said it, but it would be worth the monetary embarrassment, if after this trip the old Aunty Emma came back.

 

[YoungBusty]

Emma breathed a sigh of relief when David confirmed that he would be travelling with her. She expected it but then of course it was always nice to hear and with such enthusiasm. It made her think back to their times together and how she deliberately bent down in front of him to pick up things from the floor, just to show him her very large breasts and depth of cleavage. She also left her lingerie casually about the place and did not always close her bedroom door fully. Just little things which she saw it as part of his education. She tried to make him comfortable around a woman’s body, to educate him and to make him a much better lover for the future. It was all a bit of fun that they had at the time. Of course would he even be interested in her now that he was so much more experienced and she was so much larger?

It was therefore of some concern that David mentioned problems in the bedroom with his former girlfriend Susan. Perhaps she could help there, she hoped so. Not now of course but when they were together and more relaxed and comfortable with each other. It had her thinking though, what were his kinks? She hoped she hadn’t gone too far with him when as she was leaving his teenage years, was he now expecting too much from his girlfriends?

“I’m sorry to hear about Susan, perhaps it is something we can discuss and I can help you with when we are together. I hope that it has not upset you too much David. I would not want that for you” said Emma as she tried to give some comfort to the young man.

“I’ve got plane tickets for a couple of days’ time. I hope that is ok and not too short a notice for you. I know it is short notice but I have been so tied up with things that I have not got round to it. I am so grateful to you David, let’s make this trip a really good one for us.”

Work went well for Emma, she was able to delegate duties and leave instructions of where she should be contacted. Once home she began packing according to her list, making sure to include black lingerie, stocking and suspenders together with her vibrator with new batteries. There was no telling who she might meet and today’s phone conversation with David had got her thinking far more positively about things.

They had not discussed the hotel arrangements but Emma had phoned through and the best she could arrange for them was a family room with a double bed with two singles for a supplement. Emma felt that David would be ok with that, she hoped so. It was the best she could do at short notice and she was prepared to take turns with the double bed.

As she lay in her own bed at home that night there was a strange feeling in Emma’s stomach. She would be in a foreign country, many miles away from anybody who knew who with an attractive young man many years her junior. As she felt her clitoris she found a wetness that came so very quickly and a moan which evidenced deep longing in her body. Just how would she manage her daily masturbation with David in the room?

The following morning was a new day and Emma felt refreshed. She was really stimulated that David could find the time to call her and then his comments on waxing. She just dismissed them as a jape 'not a problem for me darling, but take care, you don't want precious goods damaged' She laughed and joked but it got her thinking about him and his body and his manhood. He will have needs too, the English ladies, the English accent. She will help of course but she felt that somehow he would not need too much of that help.

 

[Horny_Aussie_72]

The next few days passed quickly. Mum had arranged for my fill-in to spend the last few days before I departed to shadow me, and for me to bring him up to speed. This wasn't an easy task, but the fact that she had an understanding of the importing business, and the complexities thereof, made my life a whole lot easier. Before I signed off for my last day at work, I let Chloe know that if she needed me she could call me, or email me, and I would answer as promptly as possible.

After I finished work, I went to Michelle's Manscaping, and got myself nicely waxed in anticipation for and potential activity I may encounter while I was with Aunty Emma, and based on past experiences, she would do everything she could to ensure I was getting some sort of action while I was in London, because I was quietly confident she had already started arranging some action for herself.

I went home, finished my packing, set my suitcase by my front door, and put my passport on top of my wallet, so everything was good to go in the morning. I had arranged with Aunty Emma to collect her on the way through to the airport, but I hadn't told her I had arranged for a car service to drive us to the airport, to avoid the headache and added expense of parking. I called Aunty Emma when I was about 5 minutes away from her place, and let her know I was close, so she had a chance to lock up, and meet me out the front.

As I expected Aunty Emma was not out the front, so I told the driver which house to pull up out the front of, and I went and knocked on her door. "DAVID!" Aunty Emma said as she opened the door, and gave me her usual hug and kiss hello. "Listen, I need to go to the ladies before we head off. Could you please put my bags in the car, and I'll be out in a minute." I grabbed the handles of the suitcases and headed out for the car, and the driver met me at the rear of the car to put the bags into the car.

"She won't be too long." I said to the driver as I headed back to wait by the back door of the car.

When Aunty Emma emerged from the house, the look on her face was priceless.

"Surprise!!!" I said, holding the door open. "I figured if we were going to get away and relax, we may as well start it off right." I gestured her in to the car, and I followed her in, shutting the door behind me.

The scent from Aunty Emma's perfumed filled my nostrils, and it was a mixture of an aphrodisiac, and a time machine. I remembered that subtle scent from years ago, when Aunty Emma would cuddle me, and my face would end up between her boobs. The effect on my cock was the same as any thought of Aunty Emma had had on me over the last few days.

I looked over at Aunty Emma, and much to my horror her eyes were looking at my crotch, desperate to draw her eyes away from there before she noticed the effect she was having from me, I said "Thank you again for the invite. I am really going to enjoy spending this time with my favourite Aunty."

 

[YoungBusty]

Emma logged into the UK chat room in Erotic chat and waited for interest. When it arrived she asked for location and those near London she followed up. She kept chatting to two as she stepped out of her skirt and her hand disappeared inside her panties. She enjoyed the masturbation as one of the gentlemen kissed her, fondled her breast and pushed her back onto the grass before climbing on top of her to thrust his penis inside her vagina where it remained until he shot his sperm as she writhed under him, responding to his exertions. She orgasmed several times during the chat which lasted for about an hour and they exchanged email addresses. He said that he is married in his mid-40s working in London and living in the suburbs. He promised to meet her on her holiday. She has reservations but is rather attracted to the idea and agreed to get in contact when she arrived. She noted the name Eric against his number and they continued with evening contact until it was time for her to leave for her holiday.

Emma found herself surprisingly nervous as the time for departure came closer. It was all fitting into place but the enormity of the change hit her and also the responsibility for David to her sister. Nevertheless she looked forward and when he arrived with the vehicle she is bowled over. So much so that she ‘retreated’ to the bathroom for final preparations. Yes that perfume, his favourite, she had not forgotten and by the looks of things he appreciated it.

Yes the idea of waxing had concentrated Emma’s mind on David’s private regions and what he might be like now and how he might function. Wrong of course, given that he is family, but a trifle kinky and stimulating nevertheless. Who on earth is going to know what goes on in London anyway?

When she joined him in the car she cannot resist a look and responded to his comments by whispering in his ear saying "how did the waxing go?’" at the same time as giving his thigh a gentle squeeze.

She continued. "Yes our hotel, the Radisson Blu, is in theatreland which is not far from the Thames, Covent Carden, Soho, all the landmarks and I am sure there is a good nightlife around. There will certainly be nice restaurants around for us to enjoy. We can take a trip around London on one of their double decker tourist buses and go up the Eye and of course walk around the South Bank. I understand that is popular with the younger types. There is so much to do and we could even go for a train ride perhaps to Brighton which is a city on the coast, about an hour's journey away. If you want to do something just let me know and I am sure we can arrange it. I want us to relax too, not make this an endurance test. We do have to share a bedroom though David, I have not mentioned it before but I hope you are ok with it. We have a room with a double and two singles. We can share the double...."(Emma blushes) "I mean take turns in the double."

"Have you had a chance to do any research David, is there anything you particularly want to do when we arrive?" Emma asked, feeling that she has spoken enough.

 

[Horny_Aussie_72]

The squeeze on my thigh from Aunty Emma was like the opening of a flood gates for my pheromones. If we weren't in such a public setting I would have crossed that line, and any other boundary in my way, to have my way with her right there and then. 'Consequences be damned.' I thought to myself as I rested my hand on hers.

I turned my head to whisper in Aunty Emma's ear "The waxing went well. But what happens in London stays in London, so if we share a bed, no one would know other than us." As I said this, the driver braked fairly hard because some stupid ass decided to run across the road without paying mind to the traffic. The lurch of the car caused my hand to drag Aunty Emma's hand higher up my thigh than it was already. I made no attempt to move her hand down my thigh, or move it any higher. Instead I rested it there, moved my hand, and waited to see what Aunty Emma would do.

While Aunty Emma had hand high on my thigh, I said "I have a little thank you present for you, as my way of thanking you for your invite to accompany you. I bought us some tickets to go see Hamilton. Everyone is raving about it, and I know that we enjoyed see the Lion King a while back, so I thought we could make a night of it. Get all dressed up, go somewhere fancy for dinner, and then after the concert has finished, we could either go out and enjoy the night, or go back to the hotel, and enjoy each others company. The choice would be up to you. It is your night."

The driver pulled up at the departure terminal doors, and bustled round to open the door for us, before unloading our bags. I went to get a trolley, to make life a little easier. I slipped the driver a $20, as I shook his hand, and followed Aunty Emma in to the terminal. My eyes were glued fixedly to her ass.

We lined up and approached the check-in counter, and checked our bags, and found a coffee shop to enjoy before going through customs. "You know Aunty Emma, I've always been able to tell you anything without being judged, and I thank you for that. But I want you to know that I broke up with Susan Elizabeth Montgomery, with a carrot shoved up her ass, because I wanted to try something different in the bedroom, and I know you are open minded, but is it what is it that is so wrong for a guy to want to try getting pegged?" Judging by the way Aunty Emma's face didn't change I continued, "She thought that I was turning gay, and found me disgusting for suggesting such a thing."

As we finished our coffees and croissants, I was paged to airline desk, I excused myself from Aunty Emma, and disappeared, wondering what was wrong. I got to the desk, identified myself, and was advised that the plane had been overbooked and I had been bumped up to business class, When I asked about Aunty Emma, they said the upgrade was for both of us. The airline steward behind the counter presented me with both of the new boarding passes, and casually said “You can throw the old ones in the bin, they’ve been cancelled.” I thanked him numerous times, and returned to Aunty Enna, and when I sat down I explained that I had been upgraded, and that the upgrade applied to us both.

“Since we’re in business class, we have access to the lounge. Shall we?” I asked, as if I needed to wait for an answer.

 

[YoungBusty]

Talk about getting blown away by somebody. Emma is certainly feeling that with David and here he is more or less offering to sleep with her in the same bed. What is she to make of this? Does she not have a duty to her sister to act responsibly with him and yet he seems so confident and mature, perhaps she needs to forget about her sister and treat him as an adult and appreciate that they are two adults together.

Her hand feels awkward, in a way she would like to, out of curiosity more than anything but then what would it mean? She has interest but sort of family interest. Could she? She lets it rest and has no doubt David is aware, yes looking down she sees that he is aware. ‘Really nice’ she thinks.

“Oh that is a wonderful gift David, we will have a cracking time and yes we can see how the evening unfolds can’t we. There might be room service on offer,” she says with a giggle.

As they drink their coffee Emma hears the words ‘pegging.’ She knows from experience that the anus can provide special feelings although she is not one for it to be used casually but yes in a meaningful relationship it can be part of sexual fun. “Well David I don’t think that should be breaking up a relationship, not that alone, surely there were other things” she asks. She goes on to say “of course we are going to be so very near Soho where there should be a good few shops selling toys dealing with the pleasure of the anus so it will be fun to go together won’t it?” Emma likes the idea of being part of David’s sexual experimentation and continues “further if you are attracted to men you simply follow your desires and become bi sexual.” Emma thinks of her sexual history and attractions to her own sex at times in the past. “It is no big deal these days, or shouldn’t be. You can tell me though, are you attracted to men?”

Emma held David’s hand looking to reassure him. He was obviously a very sexual and inquisitive guy. She was learning so much about him and the trip was only just getting underway.

“I feel we are really going to enjoy this trip” said Emma to David when she heard of the upgrade. “Everything is working out and falling into place”. As she spoke she looked at her phone and found a text from Eric wishing her well for the trip. He was being persistent but he wrote well and was attentive. She wondered rather what he would be like in real life. This trip was certainly going to be eventful.

Emma had never travelled business class and the thought of a separate lounge was an enticing one. She felt it would be interesting to experience all the little extras that were provided and she was more than keen to move. Being with David, made her feel proud and dare she say it, more than a little sexy. He just had this way with him. It led her to think ‘a little kiss, what would be the harm in that?’ Whatever, she was going to continue to flirt with him but she did not want disappointment and for the holiday to be ruined by rash decisions. She would try and restrain herself and tread carefully, they were due to have many days together.

 

[Horny_Aussie_72]

When we entered the lounge, it was a whole other world. The level of comfort, and the service was very impressive. I didn't know which way to go first. "I think we should find somewhere to sit since we have almost an hour till we can start boarding." I said steering Aunty Emma towards a couple of plush looking chairs positioned around a coffee table. "This is nice."

A waiter came up to us and said, "Would you like anything to eat or drink please?"

I looked at the waiter, and said "I'll have a plate of mixed sandwiches, and a bottle of nice white wine please, with 2 glasses. Did you want anything?" I looked at Aunty Emma not wanting to address her as my Aunty in front of someone else. Here I was 25 years old, and travelling with my Aunty, as comfortable as I felt with the idea, calling her Aunty in front of people who weren't aware of our relationship felt a tad uncomfortable at times.

Not too long after we made our requests the waiter returned, placed the food, wine, and glasses on the table, and walked away after pouring us both a glass of wine.

"So there was more to the break up Aunty Emma, but to be honest it all stemmed from that. Susan accused me of being gay, there were innuendos of infidelity, and to make it worse she bought it up at a party. She never mentioned it was something I'd asked about, or inferred it in anyway, but there were a few funny looks that came my way over the remainder of the party." I said.

There was a chime followed by the announcement that our boarding would begin soon. "Oh well. Shall we start our mischief and adventure?" I stood up, and offered Aunty Emma a hand to get up, but I was a little to zealous in my intentions, and when she was standing up, I've tried to lift her up, but pulled her off balance, which I think was due to the magnificence of her breasts, and ended up brushing our lips against each others.

I said nothing, just smiled casually. Offered Aunty Emma my arm, and said "Shall we?"

 

[YoungBusty]

Emma loves to be pampered and treated and this holiday is starting very well. it was early to be drinking wine but Emma was happy to indulge, being with David and rather light headed in his company in any event. Whilst she was senior it was apparent that he was guiding her and looking after her. Perhaps this is what she has been missing in a man, she is very much enjoying it. Business class indeed !!! Emma was however very able to think clearly and take in what David had said about his relationship with Susan. There clearly was trust and respect missing on her part and from Emma's point of view David has done well to move on.

''All that was totally inappropriate and out of order David. I can well see why you were unable to maintain the relationship with Susan after that. You are young though and have much time on your side for future relationships. I see you as very attractive and I am sure others will."

Whilst David seemed to have got over the break up Emma was conscious that there could be scars and she wanted to show that she had full support for David. Further he had not directly addressed her question on bi sexuality. That however did not really matter one bit. She expected to find out more as the holiday went on and it really made no difference to her in this day and age. She knew London and in particular Soho to have gay bars and clubs both for ladies and gentlemen.

Emma rose from her seat with difficulty, the alcohol having its effect on her senses. She went off balance before David righted her. His body was so close to hers and she felt him brush against her breasts. It gave a feeling that she much appreciated but dare not comment on, not yet, not here. She was more than happy to grasp his arm as they made their way for boarding. As he mentioned 'mischief' she looked over to him and smiled. He was not that tall but his hair was good and he had wonderful blue eyes.

"Whatever mischief could we get up to?" she asked but in a away which did not encourage an answer. As they made their way, Emma thought back to earlier times and how they conducted themselves. They were of course now much older and mature. As they neared their boarding point Emma pushed her body into David's in jokey fashion to stop him in his tracks saying "go on tell me, what attributes in a young lady attract you.... and be honest now !!

 

[Horny_Aussie_72]

David smiled inwardly when he heard Aunty Emma say ''All that was totally inappropriate and out of order David. I can well see why you were unable to maintain the relationship with Susan after that. You are young though and have much time on your side for future relationships. I see you as very attractive and I am sure others will.", and it prompted him to remember the days when Aunty Emma would bend down in front of him to pick up things from the floor, and he would steal looks at her very large breasts, and on occasion, the bra that had the job of containing them. There was the odd time or two when Aunty Emma had bent over in front of him and was not wearing a bra. He wondered if this was deliberate on her part, because as she just admitted that she sees me as attractive. Then his mind drifted off to how she also left her lingerie casually about the place and did not always close her bedroom door fully, was this too intentional? Perhaps these are questions which will be answered in due course throughout our time in London.

David felt Aunty Emma swaying on occasion as they walked through the terminal, He knew that wine at that time of morning wasn't the norm, but he reasoned it out by thinking to himself 'Hey, I'm on holidays. I'm allowed to enjoy myself.' This train of thought was reinforced when he heard Aunty Emma ask "Whatever mischief could we get up to?", because he detected, or rather knew, that the Aunty Emma he was searching to bring back was bubbling not too far beneath the surface, and she would be more than willing to be his partner in crime, on any level.

David almost walked into an advertising sign when Aunty Emma pushed him to make him stop, and confronted him in such a manner that he felt he couldn't resist but to tell her the truth. "You want to know what I look for in a young lady? I look for you. You have shown me love like no other lady, besides my mother. You have been my best friend. You have been my confidant. And I want that person back, and as you said you want get out of the rut I you're in, and I am happy to help you, because I... Well... You're my Aunty." David chastised himself for firing up like that, maybe it was because he had been caught off guard, or felt he was being interrogated, but he nearly blurted out a secret that he had kept secret for many years. He was in love with his Aunty, and never wanted to tell her because of the ramifications that may come.

"Sorry Aunty Emma. I shouldn't have gone off like that." I said sheepishly.

The airport chime sounded again announcing that boarding had started for first class, and business class passengers. "Come on, that's us." I said, offering Aunty Emma my hand, not my arm, "Let's go cause mischief in London."

 

[YoungBusty]

Emma rather had the wind taken out of her sails by David's comments. She regarded the confession as one of having a crush on her and she wondered whether she should have flirted as she did. Has she encouraged an inappropriate relationship? Whatever he is much older now and they can address the issue later and in private.

Emma was happy to hold David's hand as they boarded the plane and she felt that she was growing closer to him as the hours passed. Perhaps this holiday is an occasion for them to clarify their true feelings. Emma has always liked David and she always felt comfortable in his company and with their horseplay. He was an obvious guy to tease but she never had the thought of actually having sex with him. Is that what he is looking for now, sex with his auntie? Well she could but should she ?

That said Emma saw that her involvement in David's life should be to encourage him to find a partner, a new lady partner, unless of course he is bi sexual, in which case it could also be a man. She could enjoy either. Just being near David made her feel really sexy, feelings she has not had for a long long time.

As Emma stored her things in the overhead cupboard she noticed a middle aged guy with his eyes on her bust. She felt further boosted from the attention and smiled his way, not wishing to embarrass the man who appeared very well dressed and on his own. Well this was business class ! As she prepared herself Emma looked to present herself to David in the best possible way, giving him the best view of her body given that they were in a public place. She felt her affection for him growing. She whispered in his ear saying "I rather fancy you too" before giving him a secret little kiss on his earlobe"

 

[Horny_Aussie_72]

As they boarded the plane, and were guided to their seats, David saw the flash of the smile Aunty Emma flashed the middle aged guy, and despite any logical rhyme or reason, he felt a pang of jealousy. David didn’t say anything, or act out about instead he admired the view he was being blessed with.

After being told the Aunty Emma fancied him too, his thoughts, emotions, and hormones dissolved into one big mess. Part of him wanted to jump on Aunty Emma right there and then, and fulfil the fantasies he’d dreamed of since he’d discovered sex, masturbation, and the wonderful world of fantasies. He felt the plane get pushed back and as they started to taxi out to the runway, David held Aunty Emma’s hand, but he intertwined their fingers so to anyone else, they were more intimate than what they actually were.

Take off was smooth, and it wasn’t long before the seat belt light had been turned off by the captain. David undid his seatbelt, and excused himself, as he headed for the restrooms. David returned shortly after, entwined his fingers easily in his aunt’s hand and said to her “Aunty Emma, you know I care a great deal for, and I would never do anything to upset you. I was wondering just while we’re away, could I call you Emma please.“

it was then that David noticed Aunty Emma had undone the top few buttons of her top, which exposed a rather deep view to her cleavage. He was trying to pull his eyes up so he could maintain eye contact with her but failed miserably, so he threw himself back in his seat, and still didn’t clarify with her that he was more than happy to share the double bed every night.

 

[YoungBusty]

“Of course you can call me Emma, in fact I welcome it. I want to think of you as a grown man rather than my young nephew. I think it will help us both.”

Emma hoped that the cleavage on view for David is to his taste. The flight seemed to pass without much incident. Emma dozed a little but felt quite tired on their arrival at Heathrow in the late evening. Relations with David seemed to be going well and they took a black cab from the airport into central London.

This was the first visit of Emma’s to London and the narrow roads and extent of the slow moving traffic came as something of a shock to her. She worked on her phone texting that she has arrived safely to her friends and acquaintances. She received a quick response from Eric saying ‘’great, phone me tomorrow.” She responded “OK xx.” She remained curious and now having endured the long journey and being in London, the prospect of meeting him seemed less fanciful.

Emma appreciated that her travelling clothes were unflattering in that the trousers did nothing to hide her stomach, thick thighs and large round bum. She preferred dresses and skirts but they were just not suited to crossing the Atlantic and in the taxi she felt no intimacy in her thigh being against David’s and her head on his shoulder. It was a necessity of travel, her tiredness and the lack of room in the cab. David chatted with the taxi driver as they moved towards their destination. She was curious as to how he might describe their relationship but she heard nothing to suggest that he was volunteering their family connection. This comforted her yet also concerned her a little. Further having been so close to him physically in the cab made her feel that they were very much becoming a couple.

David dealt with the check in at the hotel and with the carriage of bags up to their room. They were booked in for a light dinner in 30 minutes in the restaurant. It seemed a nice hotel, typically British being of older traditional style but in a nice neighbourhood just off a main road and not far from shopping, theatres, Trafalgar Square and many other attractions.

As they entered the room Emma threw her coat and bag onto a nearby chair and flopped down onto the bed, on her back smiling up at David as she began unbuttoning her top

“well we’ve made it” she said. “I’d better have a quick shower and change into something more suitable for dinner” she went on as she continued to unbutton her top to the waist giving an increasing view of her bra, chest and stomach. Absentmindedly her hand went feeling her tummy.

 

[Horny_Aussie_72]

The conversation in the taxi was generated by the driver, and because Aunty Emma was too busy virtually socialising, and the screen of her phone was aimed in David's direction. Aunty Emma was snuggled up to him while we rode to the hotel, and I was a tad surprised when I felt a pang of jealousy run through me, after seeing Aunty Emma reply to a guy named Eric with kisses, but at the end of the day, she was his aunty, a grown woman, they were not a couple, and he had no right being jealous.

What Aunty Emma missed was the idea David had in the taxi on the way to the hotel, was the glint in his eye when an idea formed in his mind, and without hesitation he put that plan into motion. “Hey Emma, you look a little tired, when we get the hotel, I’ll check us in, and manage the bags, you just grab a seat in the lobby.” He said resting his hand on hers.

After getting the bags into the lobby fairly easily, David found Emma, and placed the bags beside her. “I’m going to check us in, back soon.” David said.

David walked up to the reception desk, and handed the paperwork that Emma had given him for the accommodation to the reception staff, “I know this might be a bit last minute, but I’d like to upgrade the room type if I can. Would it be possible to get a room with queen, or king size bed please?”

The receptionist typed away on the keyboard and said “It is possible, but there would be an upgrade fee of £25 per night, because that would be a spa suite. It has a spa tub in the room, and a king bed, with a walk-in robe.”

David glanced over in Emma’s direction to make sure she wasn't looking in his direction, much to his annoyance, she was busy on her phone, probably to Eric, but in all fairness it could be a work colleague, or someone else. David knew there was less than zero chance of ever having a full blown relationship with his aunty, but nonetheless, while he was he with her, he was going to try his best.

Once David had the room keys, and had completed all the necessary paperwork, he walked back over to Emma, and said "That's all done, we're in room 1205." He grabbed the bags and headed off to the lifts.

David let Emma walk in first, as he bought the bags in to the room, and she barley blinked as she tossed her coat and handbag on a nearby chair, before flopping on the bed. David was going to lie beside her, but that idea was binned, as Emma said “I’d better have a quick shower and change into something more suitable for dinner”, and he realised she was unbuttoning even more of her top, he froze as he watched her proceed to unbutton her shirt all the way the her waist, allowing me an uninterrupted view of her bra, chest and stomach. Absentmindedly her hand went feeling her tummy.

Still riveted to the spot, David absentmindedly said "You are so fucking gorgeous.", and it was as if that broke a spell. David was suddenly aware of his erection again, and said "I'm going to shower after dinner." Not wanting to let Aunty Emma know that he had upgraded the room, as he didn't think she had cottoned on.

"Would you like a hand up?" David said offering Emma a hand, as he pulled her up off the bed, he pulled her into a hug, slid his hands under her shirt, and around her waist, feeling her skin against his, consciously ground his cock against Emma, and said "Thank you again for asking me to join you Aunty Emma. I love you, and I love the chance of having you all to myself for this time."

 

[YoungBusty]

“You’re very tempting David but I am your aunty. I love the banter and the flirting so let’s keep that up and see where it goes shall we?”

In a way Emma was pleased to feel David’s excitement next to her body but in no way did she want their holiday to become an orgy of sex. In fact she would be most happy if he could see him partnered with a young lady but this did not seem to be his ambition right now. As she stood, she looked around the room before saying

‘’This does not appear to be what was booked’’ as she wandered around. “A spa and walk in wardrobe plus only one bed. Mmm mind you it is large and I guess we can put a pillow down the bed between us. Mind you David I reckon you might need electrified wire to keep you in check. Ouch that could be really painful thinking about it.’’

Emma opened her case and reached for a toilet bag, some underwear and a thin summer dress, getting on with things, not really caring what David was looking at or up to.

‘’I’ll unpack everything later” she said.

Emma felt that there is a bit of an atmosphere in the room. Perhaps it was the long journey getting to them, they must have been fatigued. Even a young guy such as David, given the stress of coming away with auntie. It is thus with relief that she escaped to the refreshing shower and then disappeared to the wardrobe to dress. She reappeared in a simple black dress hanging to just above the knee but displaying copious bosom and cleavage. She covered up with a little white cardigan, well buttoned at the front. She wore block hold-ups and a small heel. Jewellery was a matching pearl necklace and earrings. She made nothing of her appearance but did say to David

‘’Perhaps we can get some air and go for a little walk after dinner, see a few of the local sights. Oh and I need to speak to you about a friend I am intending to meet over here. I will tell you more over dinner. Shall we go?”

Emma spoke with a smile but with some authority. She was rather more formal that she had been previously but she was becoming more confident and with a bit of style. She looked forward to eating dinner with the young man in the formal setting of the hotel’s restaurant with a waiter to attend on them and in the company of others.

 

[Horny_Aussie_72]

While Aunty Emma was in the shower, David threw on a pair of pants, and a nice polo shirt, finished with the black shoes that he wore to work. They were comfortable, well worn, but David had had the foresight to polish them before he packed them, and he could wear them for hours.

"I'd love a walk after dinner Emma, maybe we could go down and walk along the river. I think that sounds nice, don't you?" David said, before continuing, "And I was thinking while you were in the shower, that yes, you are my aunty, yes I love you dearly, and lord knows I would love to sleep with you. At the same time, I know that it would not be accepted by anyone we hold dear, your sister, my father, or any other family members. Hence why I have not made you aware of my feelings. If I recall correctly, we did agree that what happens in London stays in London - Does that still stand?" David said in a tone that inferred he was treading cautiously, and yet pleading his case at the same time.

David totally ignored the comment about her meeting a friend, because knowing her, she would undoubtedly readdress the issue over dinner.

David held the door open, and waived his arm as if he was a butler saying this way, for his aunty. Once Aunty Emma had vacated the room, David shut the door behind him, and they walked a step apart to the lift. Aunty Emma pushed the button, and bounced casually on the balls of her feet. "How do you do that Emma? You are wearing something so simple yet you look elegant, and very well dressed. Here I am, wearing a polo and pants, dressed reasonably well, and yet I feel under-dressed beside you." David said.

The lobby of the hotel was spattered with couples, and groups here and there, smiling at other couples as they made eye contact while walking through the lobby. David again stepped in front of Aunty Emma, and opened the door to the restaurant for her, before following her in. "Table for 2?" was the question that greeting them from an impeccably dressed waiter.

"Please." was the reply from Aunty Emma, and the waiter led them to a table, next to the window, overlooking the street.

The waiter presented them both with menus, and left. David perused the menu, and said "The roast dinner sounds nice, it comes complete with all the trimmings, including Yorkshire Pudding. I think I am sold."

The waiter reappeared, and said "Would you like something to drink?"

"I think I'll let this lovely lady choose our wine this evening." said David, smiling at Aunty Emma, knowing full well that she had never picked a bad wine.

 

[YoungBusty]

“The river will be lovely David, yes romantic even. Oh David please don’t talk about it like that, really I do not want to look on things like that, so direct and head on. Of course I want to sleep with you too and yes I will not be gossiping about anything when I get home and I will be sleeping with you in that big bed won’t I? Let it happen naturally OK? Now I am done with the subject OK? No more talk about it, let’s go and eat.”

Emma had said her piece and the subject was closed. She loved the way he was a proper gentleman and that they were going to dinner as a couple.

On looking down the wine list Emma went for a red to compliment the roast beef. She did not want anything heavy, not tonight after all their travel and she opted for a ‘light and fruity’ Merlot. “It will be an easy drinking wine’’ she explained.

“Now then I need to explain Eric don’t I. Well he is just a man that got chatting to me on the internet. He is married with a family and he lives in London. He is lonely without many friends and has just suggested meeting up with me as a once in a lifetime opportunity as I am in London too. It is as simple as that really. We have been mailing each day to keep in touch. He just seems a friendly sort of guy and he looks OK in the pics he has sent me. I would only meet him in a public place for coffee or for a bit of lunch, something like that. Do you have any questions about it David?”

Once the issue of Eric was dealt with Emma wished to move on and take David’s attention elsewhere so as casually as she could, she undid some of the buttons of her cardigan to show him an expanse of her breast flesh. She noticed the travel of his eyes and “to keep you interested” were some of her words she spoke by way of explanation.

After a short period of silence Emma sought to take their relationship to a new level and said “now that we are settled let’s play a little game shall we? Please forget that I am your auntie and let’s imagine I am your date for the evening, call me Sue and I will call you Bob. We're on a blind date arranged by well meaning but misguided friends. However surprisingly we do get on and there is sexual chemistry. I have undone my top to expose my cleavage for you, to give you a bit of encouragement and then I begin to rub your calf a bit like this to give you some more come on. I want you to chat me up Bob and look to seduce me. Do you reckon you could do that or at least try for a bit? Be like you would be with a mature date who you wanted to bed. Are you game to be Bob?”

Emma looked at him with a mischievous smile awaiting his response, knowing in her own mind that if he takes the bait and does his stuff, she will be Sue the Slut.

 

[Horny_Aussie_72]

Feeling his eyes drop instantly to her cleavage, and her foot rubbing against his calf, David pondered the possibilities for a moment, and replied “Sure Miss Sue, I’ll play along.”

David started to make some small talk “We really need to thank David and Emma for introducing us… How long have you been in real estate… You look amazing beautiful…” And carried on playing the role of Bob.

As dinner concluded, and desserts were being considered, David proceeded to say, “I’m really enjoying your company this evening Sue, would you consider joining me for a walk along the river when we’ve finished eating?”

As he said this, David slid his foot out of his shoe, and rubbed his foot along the exposed calf of Emma, or Sue, either way the words of "Of course I want to sleep with you too... I will be sleeping with you in that big bed won’t I..." and "Let it happen naturally" resounded around his head.

After dinner and dessert was finished, David went and fixed up the bill, returned to the table and offered Emma his arm "So Miss Sue, are you ready to join me me for a walk along the river this evening?" David said, knowing all too well that was what was previously agreed upon between David and Emma.

They walked through the lobby, and out hotel, laughing, as Emma recanted a story about the unfortunate incident that befell a client while they were inspecting a property, that involved a mouse, the clients wife, and her jumping into his arms, like she was expecting him to carry her across the threshold. They walked down past Trafalgar Square, and down to Westminster Bridge. By the time they reached the bridge, David realised that they were holding hands again, fingers entwined, as casually as you please.

David steered Emma to walk across the bridge, with the intent of walking down to Lambeth Bridge and back over Lambeth Bridge, then on the hotel. They reached the middle of Westminster Bridge, and David stopped looking up and down the River Thames, and saw the London Eye, and watched the lights from the buildings reflect of the surface of the water.

"Emma," David said, intentionally using her real name so he had her attention, "Thank you again for this chance to join you. I wouldn't have missed it for the world. Come and stand here." He guided her to where he wanted her. She had her back to the water, and was facing him. "Just as I thought. You are that beautiful, I can't see anything else. Let me take a photo." David pulled out his phone, said "Smile!", and clicked a few photos from different angles.

 

[YoungBusty]

The little play released the tension of the evening for Emma and she was able to relax more. Her brain concentrated on the part she was trying to play and removed many of the thoughts and concerns of being out with her nephew. Further as time was going on they were getting used to each other's company. She had also, perhaps in a none too subtle way, offered her fellow player her body and he had rather declined the offer. She had wanted to know the real David, behind the nephew with a crush on his auntie, and the real David she got was actually the David she has as auntie. He has not been acting, this is how he would be if he was actually on a date with a lady. He is a true romantic. It made her want to know him more, to actually experience the real David, if that is what he is offering. Why delay the inevitable?

London at night was magical for Emma. The cool air, the noise of the traffic, the tourists, the lights on the water, the boats on the Thames and the collective enjoyment.

Emma suggested a selfie of them both together on the bridge and their cheeks we oh so close as they smiled for the camera. They looked at each other and their eyes met. Emma was ready for it now, she must have given him some sort of signal because she felt her body coming under his control and his lips on hers, his tongue probing into her mouth. It was as if she was spellbound standing there as he kissed her and she responded, naturally, in the way she kissed someone who she cherished and desired. Her tongue met his and matched his as they French kissed on the Bridge, their bodies together, not pulling apart, not wishing the kiss to end. Eventually it did of course but it was as if a barrier had been broken. Nothing much was said.

Emma hailed a cab and asked it to drop them off at a pub near the hotel.

"Let's experience an old style British pub before bedtime" she said to David. She was now cuddled up to him, their thighs touching, holding hands. They were not yet physical lovers but surely it was only a question of time.

The pub was busy but they found a quiet corner. She saw the eyes on her breasts, those of the barman and the guys who had been drinking, their heads full of desire. She enjoyed the attention but had made her choice for the night though and she got as close to him and encouraged him as much as she could as she drank her port and lemon.

 

[Horny_Aussie_72]

Emma wasn’t the only one who noticed the attention being cast her way, David had noticed it as well. He made no qualms about resting his hand on the exposed thigh of his Aunty, and moving his fingers up and down her inner thigh as they sat beside each other.

David didn’t rush to finish his drink, but tried to time it so they finished their drink, and despite the attention David leaned over and whispered into Emma’s ear, “Let’s go back to the hotel, I’m thinking I need a shower and good nights sleep.”

With that David exited the booth, offered Wmma his hand to help her up. Still under the pretence of playing the part of Bob, as they headed to the door of the pub, David snaked an arm around Emma’s waist, and as if it was an everyday occurrence, he grabbed one ass cheeks, and gave it a squeeze, as he felt the daggers landing in his back from those that had been watching them.

The cool night had freshened somewhat while they were in the pub, so David pulled Emma close, and wrapped an arm around Emma’s shoulders, in an attempt to keep her warm, as they walked a little quicker than normal back to the hotel.

Once back in the safety of their room, David started to get things ready for A shower, and said “So are we still Sue and Bob, or are we us now?”

 

[YoungBusty]

Emma enjoyed David’s attention to her legs, in fact she looked to open her thighs more and she hoped that she was giving sufficient signs to him of her welcome. Just being there so close to him in public, relaxed and drinking alcohol increased her lust and desire. His grasp of her bum cheek on the way out brought a warmth to her body and she looked to grasp him around the waist as they moved together.

Once inside the bedroom Emma pottered about wondering a little as to the best way forward. He was being a gentleman, a lovely gentleman. The words ‘Sue and Bob’ from David’s mouth though provided something of a spark to Emma, whose attention was drawn and she focussed entirely on David and what he was doing. She smiled and carefully moved her body behind him. Her hands moved to his shoulders and she began massaging before saying

‘I was thinking that after your refreshing shower David you might like to see your auntie undress, sit in that chair and masturbate in front of you.’

Emma made sure her breasts were pushed into David’s back as she moved her hands over this chest and slowly down to his waist, before planting gentle kisses on his neck.

"mmm I love the feel of your body David and want you to watch me before bedtime. Will you give me that pleasure?”

 

[Horny_Aussie_72]

An almost inaudible moan escape David’s lips as he felt Emma start to massage him. It had been a long time since David had had any sort sort of massage whether it be professional, remedial, or intimate. So when Emma stateroom working his shoulders, he was in heaven.

When Emma breathed ‘I was thinking that after your refreshing shower David you might like to see your auntie undress, sit in that chair and masturbate in front of you.’ into his ear, mental images flashed through his minds eye, and pheromones and hormones went ballistic.

David then realised that Emma was pressing her breasts hard into his back, and he realised he was growing harder with every millimetre lower those soft hands traversed. By the time Emma’s hands rested on the waistband of David’s pants, he was as hard as he can ever recall being.

“I’d be honoured to watch you, but I have some questions. Did you me naked while I watch you? What if I get hard? - Because I will guarantee that will happen before your panties hit the floor. Do I need to masturbate too? Questions like this need to be answered.” David said slowly, and as if to sound like he was in control of his emotions, but the truth is they were actually out of control.

David turned around, and draped his arms on Emma’s shoulders, pulled her close to him by grabbing both ass cheeks, and pressing his cock against her belly, and without hesitating he kissed her deeply and hungrily. His tongue entered he mouth, and danced around her tongue, as his hands kneeled the soft, ass cheeks of his Aunty.

As the kiss broke, David slowly headed for the bathroom, drawing out the last seconds of their skin touching, before taking the 3 steps to the bathroom door, and opening it. As David entered the bathroom, he looked back at his Aunty, whose eyes were looking lost in list, as said “I should be put in about 10 minutes.” And with that the door was clicked shut, and the shower was running.

 

[YoungBusty]

’David, you don’t need to get naked and if you get hard it will likely encourage me even more. You don’t need to masturbate but if you want to that would be lovely. I love guys masturbating for me”

The fact that David had these questions and seemed quite intense about matters led Emma to feel that she needed to elaborate

“David, I am out of my work and home setting and am sensing freedom. I am with a bit of a hunk, let’s face it you are. You are making me feel very sexy. I am a sexy lady, it is just a question of bringing it out and you are doing that.”

“Perhaps what I will do then David is watch a movie clip or two on my laptop and masturbate whilst I watch. You might like to contribute, but it will be up to you. Perhaps I should have just got on with it and let things take their course!!”

Emma spoke casually and did not seem to upset David who was all over her body before he went into the shower.

In David’s absence Emma powered up her laptop and went searching under auntie and nephew before finding some suitable opportunities. She unzipped her dress standing in her bra and panties before taking a seat. She adjusted the sound, clicked and began to watch, her hand just resting between her thighs and over her mound, watching as the young man began to kiss his fully clothed auntie. She looked up as she saw David return from the shower, looking to take in his body and his movement, fantasising.

It felt a little formal on the chair so Emma grabbed the laptop and stretched out on the bed with the laptop by her side watching, her breasts spilling out of her bra and her bare legs and thighs there parted.

“You OK David, I’ve found one here, a nice young nephew with a mature auntie. The way they are kissing is ‘wow’ and his hand is very keen. I just like to see the foreplay and the way these things build-up”

Emma then clicked pause and looked up at David

“Now then, are you coming onto the bed with me?” she asked.