His Hot Aunt

"Let's see what Jimmy thinks of this outfit," she said as she opened her door.

She entered the hall and looking into his room. Jimmy wasn't there. She paused, and then she heard the shower in the guest bathroom turn on. 'He must need to relax from his long day of travel,' Lisa thought as she went to the kitchen to plan out dinner. She opened a bottle of wine and set herself to the task; anticipating the reaction of her handsome nephew to her skimpy outfit.

James jerked off again in the shower before getting himself cleaned up. He felt strange as he dried off. He felt shame for thinking of his aunt as a sexual object, while at the same time lusting for her as a sexual object. It was a serious conflict. He knew he shouldn't feel that way about Lisa but he couldn't help it.

He hadn't had sex in a long time do to the fact his classes consumed most of his free-time with studying and projects. James didn't even have a steady girlfriend for the same reason. The last time he got laid, he and some of his classmates went out celebrating after an extremely difficult physics exam, and he hooked up with a young lady at a club. She was cute and energetic in bed but there was nothing serious that was going to happening between them. She gave him her number afterward and said they should go out sometime. He wondered if Lisa would find her attractive. James stopped himself from going down that road and getting all worked up again, and tried to focus on what he was going to do while staying in Laguna.

Back in his room, James changed into shorts and a tank top and checked his phone for messages. He had texted his So. Cal. buddies that he'd be back in town, while waiting for his flight but hadn't heard back from them. His watch told him it was shortly before 6 pm local time but his body was feeling like it was later do to some jet-lag and getting up so early for his trip. He lay back on the cushy bed and drifted off to sleep.

The buzzing of his phone woke James from his nap. Mike - his best friend in high school - had texted him back about a get together planned for Saturday night. James' car was in another state so he hoped he could get one of his friends to pick him up or better yet find out where his parents had stored their cars before leaving on their trip. It was a sure thing they didn't leave them at home especially with his dad's brother doing the work on the house. He loved his uncle but he had experienced so many close calls while driving drunk that James' dad didn't want his brother crashing one of their vehicles while they were gone. James felt his stomach grumble and decided to find out what was for dinner. Rolling out of bed, he went looking for his aunt.

James stepped into the hall and saw the door to the third bedroom open. It was on the same side of the hall as the bathroom he used. Lisa had converted it to an office and was sitting at the desk typing on the computer with her back to him. Looking around, he saw a filing cabinet, a credenza, a book case, stacks of filing boxes, and a small recliner in the corner. The shelves on the walls had picture frames filled with photos of people and places along with souvenirs from all over the world. He noticed a picture, lying on the desk, of a ruggedly handsome man in his forties with his arm around Lisa, taken in some exotic location. She had a mischievous smile on her face in that shot. The picture looked as if it had been crumpled up then flattened out again. James was curious about this man. He knocked lightly on the door before entering.

"Mind if I ask what's for dinner?"

Startled, Lisa spun around in her chair. She then gave her nephew a big smile, "Hello sleepy head. I didn't want to disturb you while you napped so I came in here to do some work. I've got a salad in the fridge and some carne asada we can throw on the barbeque along with chips, salsa, and guacamole."

"Wow! That sounds great. I'm starving."

It was then James noticed his aunt's outfit. Her kimono had sagged open at the top and he got a good look at the majority of her right breast. Her nipple was still covered but he did see it was poking at the silky material. His eyes drifted down and the very top of her inner thighs were exposed. If she had opened her legs even slightly, he would have been looking at her naked pussy. Lisa could tell her attire was having an effect on the young man before her, but didn't want to go too far over the line too quickly. She turned back to her monitor.

"Why don't you go fire up the grill and let me finish here. The meat is on the top shelf in the fridge. Help yourself to a beer if you want, just don't get drunk. Your mom will kill me if she finds out I let you drink while you were here."

"No problem," he replied with a chuckle, "I won't say a word about what happens here."

She suddenly wondered how much would happen that wouldn't go any farther than the two of them. Lisa had a devilish smile on her face as Jimmy went to light the barbeque. Fortunately she had her back to him so he didn't see it.

Lisa kept the dinner conversation focused on James. How school was, what he did for fun, was he dating anyone? She wanted to hear everything her nephew was up to. He did his best to fill her in on all that was going on in his life at college and he didn't feel uncomfortable at all telling her anything and everything, including his dating status. She seemed surprised he didn't have a girlfriend but didn't make him feel awkward about it. He then remembered the text from Mike and switched gears.

"I forgot to tell you, Mike texted me about a party he's having Saturday and I was wondering if you knew what my parents did with their cars?"

"I have your mom's Mercedes and your dad's Jeep in my garage. Your dad's Porsche is at the dealership in storage. They said you could use the Jeep while you were home. The keys are on the hook by the door," she pointed to the door leading to the garage and a rack of keys hanging nearby.

"Cool, I didn't want to have to bug you for a ride every time I wanted to go somewhere."

"You know I'd be happy to take you anyplace you wanted to go," she replied leaning forward and taking his hand.

Her touch was electric. James felt a tremor roll through him. Her eyes were fixed on his and she had a naughty smile on her face. 'Is she flirting with me?' he wondered. He remembered that same smile from the picture on her desk.

"Who's that guy in the picture on your desk?" he asked.

"What picture?"

"The one that's all wrinkled."

"Oh...That one," Lisa sat back in her chair, folding her arms across her chest, protectively.

"Is there something wrong?" James was concerned he'd opened an old wound.

"That's Raymond Hicks. He's a big art dealer from New York I met in Australia when I was shooting down there," she replied, taking a big drink from her wine glass.

"Are you dating him?"

"We were. He helped me get my gallery started. Hooked me up with finance people, clients, artists, and even the realtor that helped me get this place," Lisa gulped her wine again, falling silent.

"So what happened? Did he cheat on you?"

"No...He's married with two kids back in New York," rising from her chair to open another bottle of wine, "I made the mistake of falling in love with him before I found out. To make matters worse, I find out that he has a girl like me in every place he's has a gallery. L.A., Seattle, Dallas, Atlanta, Boston...I've lost count." She sat back down with her refilled glass and took another long draw on it as a tear ran down her cheek.

"I'm sorry I upset you by bringing him up, I didn't mean-"

"It's ok...you didn't know. I need to throw that picture away and get him out of my head," standing again, Lisa walked toward the hall leading to her room, "Would you mind cleaning up dinner for me?" She turned, not waiting for his answer and left the room.

"Sure...," James felt bad and seeing his aunt cry was disturbing to him because he'd never seen her cry before.

***

James awoke the next morning to sun streaming in his window. He hadn't slept well, feeling he was responsible for his aunt's pain the previous evening. Add to that the incestuous thoughts about her and it all had left his mind in turmoil. It was a slightly after 9 am, when he finally rolled out of bed. He put on his shorts and went to the bathroom. The house was quiet. Lisa had put a note for him on the bar before she left.

Jimmy,

Sorry I was such a downer last night. It wasn't your fault so don't blame yourself. I have a client meeting in San Diego today but I'll be home around 7:00 so if you're around, we can have dinner together. And I promise not to be a cry baby! Have fun today!

Lisa.

James made himself some breakfast and considered his options for the day. When he was finished with breakfast he put on his swim-suit and got a towel from the linen closet. A day at the beach was the plan. Maybe he'd meet a girl to take his mind off his aunt. He grabbed the keys to the Jeep and entered the garage. Hitting the garage door opener, he tossed his towel and his backpack into the vehicle.

James climbed in and started the engine when he noticed a surfboard hanging from the rafters. It was the one he loaned Lisa when he was in high school because she wanted to try surfing. He got out and pulled it down. It was dusty but still in good shape. He lowered the top on the Jeep and put the board in the back before heading out.

The drive up the coast was refreshing. James took his time driving to Huntington Beach, enjoying the scenery. He parked on one of the side streets south of the pier and hiked the rest of the way to the sand. It felt good being back in the town where he grew up. He was going to enjoy himself today.

***

Lisa arrived home sooner than she expected and found Jimmy in the driveway hosing off a surfboard. She waved as she pulled in next to where he was working. Jimmy turned off the water so he wouldn't splash her or her car. Lisa's eyes wondered over his body. He only had his trunks on so she got a good view of her lean nephew. That warm feeling began again between her legs before she had even gotten out of the car. He wasn't a ripped muscular guy but he did have nice definition, and with his handsome face, it was a panty dampening combination.

James watched his aunt as she stepped out of her car. She was dressed very differently from what he was accustomed to seeing her wear. She wore a short-sleeve collard dress which ended a couple inches above her knees. It was navy blue in color with red accents at the neck, waist, and hem. With that she had on sheer navy nylons and dark blue open-toed pumps with 4" heels. Lisa had her hair back in a tight pony tail and very conservative makeup. No wild colors or dramatic eye lines but she looked beautiful. His cock stirred in his loose fitting swim-suit. He couldn't take his eyes off her.

"What're you staring at? Haven't you ever seen a woman dressed for work before?" Lisa asked seeing his fixed gaze.

Jimmy's eyes on her made her pussy wet, she didn't know why but she liked it. Exaggerating her steps toward him, like she was on a runway in Paris, she swayed her hips and made her boobs bounce. Her nylons hissed as her thighs rub together with each step. Jimmy was transfixed. She could see a bulge forming in his shorts the closer she got and that set her sex on fire. She was turning him on and that was turning her on more. Lisa continued past him to the front door, only looking back as she entered to see him still staring, open mouthed, at her.

"When you're done, come in and tell me all about your day," she smiled and gave him a wink before shutting the door.

James was no stranger to women dressed like Lisa. His mother wore suit coats and knee-length skirts every day for work, along with nylons, and heels. 'Maybe that's why I love seeing women in pantyhose,' he thought, but this was his aunt. She was a wild and crazy woman who usually wore bizarre colored nylons for shock value, not as formal work attire. He quickly finished what he was doing, closed the garage, and went into the house. Lisa was standing by the bar leafing through the mail he'd put there when he'd gotten home. His eyes went right to her ass, down to the floor and back up again before locking on her firm calves. His cock was now straining in his suit; there was no hiding it so he hurried past her toward his room to change.

"Is Chinese ok?" she asked looking over the top of the envelopes in her hand.

"What?" stopping in his tracks, he made the mistake of turning toward her and giving Lisa a profile of his stiff dick tenting his trunks.

"Is Chinese food ok for dinner? I know this great place that delivers."

"Yeah that's fine," he turned and headed for his room when he saw Lisa's eye on his crotch.

"What would you like," she asked trying to keep him in view, but he didn't stop.

"Anything you order will be great!" he called over his shoulder before closing the door to his room.

'God, I'm gonna have to break out the vibrator tonight,' she told herself as she located the restaurant's menu.

***

That's how the rest of the week went. James would get up, have breakfast, and hit the beach. His aunt would be gone in the morning and would either bring something home for dinner or make it herself. Both nephew and aunt would masturbate frequently when they were able and the sexual tension continued to rise between them. Thursday, James brought sandwiches to the gallery for Lisa and Sandy and joined them for lunch. That turned into him doing everything he could to hide his rampant cock stretching out his shorts. The two women seemed determined to keep him aroused. He got home that day and jerked off three times before Lisa arrived with dinner. He hoped he wouldn't be too worn out to meet Mike and a couple other friends for a mountain bike run off Ortega Highway in the morning.

Friday morning James woke with some serious morning wood and decided to relieve the pressure in his balls right then and there. He kicked off the covers and began slowly pumping his shaft with long, steady strokes. He gradually increased the tempo until he was feverishly jacking himself off. He was thinking of Lisa the whole time, wishing she was riding his cock like a maniac. Just then the door to his room opened and Lisa stepped in. James froze with his stiff cock in hand. She approached the bed wearing only her black robe.

"Don't stop baby, I want to see you cum," untying the sash at her waist and allowing her robe to fall open.

James was mortified that his aunt walked in on him but he was so turned on he resumed stroking his cock. She stood at the side of the bed, watching him masturbate, her eyes filled with lust and desire. Without warning she climbed onto the bed, straddling his hips.

"Put it inside me. I've always wanted to feel your cock in my pussy," she purred.

He could see her bald pussy dripping with her juices just inches from the head of his cock. He angled it toward her and she positioned herself over his steely rod.

"I've wanted you for so long Jimmy," her voice sultry and low.

She lowered herself on his rigid dick, fully engulfing him in her warm wetness.

"OH GOD YES, LISA!" he shouted in lustful pleasure.

James' eye snapped open as cum exploded from his cock, splattering his chest and stomach. Lisa was nowhere to be seen. He had dreamt it all and now was covered in his own semen. With a long exhale, trying to calm himself, he pounded his fist into the mattress in frustration then reached for the box of tissues on the nightstand. He wiped off what he could and then went to the bathroom to take a quick shower. Standing under the warm flow, he knew he had to hurry if he was going to meet his friends to go mountain biking. James never heard Lisa's car start up and pull out of the driveway.

***

She was running late that morning and hadn't left for work yet; hearing Jimmy call out her name in his room made Lisa jump. The tone in his voice and the accompanying grunts left no doubt in her mind he had jerked off to thoughts of his aunt. This was troubling to her. The idea of having sex with her nephew was a naughty fantasy, not something she was willing to actually pursue. She felt scared and aroused at the same time. Why couldn't she get the image of Jimmy fucking her out of her mind. It was one thing to masturbate about fucking a family member, it was a whole other thing to let it happen. Now it seemed both of them had the same thought in mind.

She had to get out of there before she was discovered and things got out of hand, she paused, 'was that a pun?'. Lisa removed her heels and stood quietly, listening at her door. It was barely opened so she could peer into the hall. Jimmy's door opened and her heart skipped a beat. He was naked as he crossed the hall to the bathroom. She saw his cock - still hard after its thunderous release - swaying back and forth as he walked. Fortunately he closed the door and turned on the shower. Lisa waited to hear him get in, then quietly padded down the hall to make her escape.

The drive to the gallery was a blur as Lisa's heart raced the entire time. What was she to do now that her nephew was having the same thoughts about her as she was having about him? Crossing that line between fantasy and reality carried a heavy price. Would it be worth the guilt and shame to experience the pleasure of having the young man that filled her with such lust and desire? Neither of them would be the same once that genie was out of the bottle. 'Would that really be that bad?' a voice within her asked.

***

James got back to his aunt's place in the early evening. She wasn't home yet and he was glad because he was a mess. Dirt, sweat, and mud covered his clothes and pack. He had borrowed one of his friends' bikes so at least he didn't have to clean that up too. He dusted off the best he could then went to take a shower. His body ached. It had been a long time since his last serious mountain bike ride and he was paying the price now. He decided a soak in the hot tube would help relieve the aches and pains.

With his swim-trunks on and a towel over his shoulder, James walked out onto the patio and down the dozen or so steps to the enclosed gazebo. It was fifteen feet square with a ten by ten above ground Jacuzzi in one corner. There were slatted shutters that could be opened to allow a view out. James removed the cover, turned on the heater and jets, then went back to the house for a beer. The automatic thermostat kept the water at a constant eighty degrees, and with the cover on, it didn't use much energy to maintain it at that temperature. Now that the heater was turned on, it would be only a matter of minutes for it to bring the water temp up to James' one hundred degree setting.

James returned with a cold beer and a bag of chips to find the Jacuzzi just starting to steam the air. He set the beer in one of the built-in holders on the side and eased himself into the bubbling pool. He sank in up to his neck with his head resting on a pad and let the hot swirling water wash away his pain.

Lisa arrived home to what appeared to be an empty house. The Jeep was in the garage but she couldn't find Jimmy. His bedroom door was open as was the bathroom. She could see a fresh pile of dirty clothes in the hamper but no Jimmy. She went to her room and removed her work clothes and put on a pair of yoga pants and a tank top. When she passed by the window in her room, she noticed the door to the gazebo was open. 'Jimmy must be in there,' she thought.

For a moment she just stared at the open door, wondering if he was alone. And if so, would he want some company? The events of the morning came rushing back, causing Lisa to shiver. She wasn't sure if it was arousal or anxiety that made her quake but she could feel a familiar warmth filling her loins. It was time to test the waters. Before she even realized what she was doing, Lisa was naked, her hair in a bun, wrapping a large towel around herself.