Looking At My Aunt In A Different Kind Of Way

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I guess something made me really look at her, that morning. Cynthia was my aunt. She was staying with us, visiting, for the first time since Greg and I were married, and Greg was off at work and Cynthia had just come down for breakfast. I looked at her, and realized I hadn’t really paid much attention, but that she reminded me of Greg in a lot of ways. They had the same eyes, and though her hair was lighter, their faces were similar, and even their build: both were about 5’8″ and rather slender, but her breast over flowed her bra from what I could see. And they had some of the same personality quirks, and there was something the similar about the way they spoke. Well, Cynthia had come down for breakfast, and I surprised myself! I felt an attraction! I had never felt an attraction like that for a woman! And I certainly wasn’t unsatisfied with sex with Greg–to the contrary, it was great and seemed to be getting better all the time–we were doing it more than ever, sometimes getting together twice in one day! We both loved it, and sometimes, I’d even ask him for it! Well, I sat there at breakfast and surreptitiously peeked at Cynthia, wondering how she could be having this effect on me! She was dressed in shorts and a sleeveless white top, her long limbs showing. The way she smiled at me did things to me I couldn’t believe! I wished that Greg was home, though I couldn’t imagine slipping off with him while Cynthia was around. I sat there, trying to keep my conversation istanbul travesti going, but feeling very distracted. After breakfast, we really had nothing to do, so we went out to the mall. We were in a clothing store and I tried on a couple of skirts, but having Cynthia around was still affecting me. I encouraged her to try on an outfit, and soon I found myself looking forward to getting her to try on more of them. Cynthia came out of the dressing room dressed in this sexy little black dress and she asked me and the sales lady what we thought. I looked at her, and my heart skipped a beat! I managed to stay calm though and tell her I thought the dress suited her. The sales lady agreed. Cynthia was looking around for another dress to try on, and I found myself asking the sales lady if she knew of any dresses that would look good on Cynthia. She showed me one and Cynthia agreed to try it on, and the sales lady and I looked for more. Then the sales lady said, “You’re hooked on her, aren’t you?” Cynthia was changing at the time. It took a second for it to sink in, and then I felt a momentary wave of panic. I was *that* transparent? I forced myself to speak as nonchalantly as the sales lady had: “Excuse me?” “Oh, you can’t deny it–you have the hots for her. You like to see her dress up.” “She’s my *aunt* and we just came in to do some shopping!” I wasn’t nonchalant anymore, but I managed to keep my voice in a low hiss. “And you like to see her body. istanbul travestileri Here, we could try to convince her to try on this,” and she showed me this slinky little dress that I couldn’t believe! I don’t know when she could wear such a thing other than for her future husband. “I’ll bet she’ll try it on,” continued the sales lady, “encourage her,” and she pushed it in my hands. I looked down at it and just about went into a trance. Cynthia had come out and was modeling another dress. Once again, it almost killed me to look at her, and I felt a lump rising in my throat about the thought of seeing her in the dress in my hand. Finally, I proceeded to talk her into trying it on. I surprised myself how smooth *and* relentless I could be! I told her it was just for a lark. I told her she should at least have the chance to see what she would look like in such a dress. She went for it, and took it into the changing room. The sales lady said “You’d like to see her nude, wouldn’t you?” I didn’t see how she could be so forward. “Listen,” I started, ready to tell her what’s what. “Oh, stop denying it–listen to me: I’ll tell you how you can get your chance to see her nude.” The part of me that wanted to do it kept me tongue-tied and I just stood there dumbly. “Good,” she went on, “I know this pond you can take her to go swimming. It’s a little out of the city and no one goes there, so you can just drive her there and tell her it’s so hot you two travesti istanbul should just take a dip.” “Go swimming naked?!” I said. Then Cynthia came out of the dressing room. I was transfixed. After a few seconds of just staring, I glanced at the sales lady. She was staring too, but in a second she seemed to come to her senses. Anyone, man or woman would have stared at Cynthia in that dress. She had come out preening, but looked a little alarmed at our reaction. In a second, we were both telling her how great it looked, if a bit daring. Cynthia seemed a bit embarrassed by the idea of other people in the store possibly coming over and seeing her so she went to take it off. As soon as she left, the sales lady proceeded to tell me how to get to this pond she was talking about. She said just make sure we have a beer for lunch, and then just drive out, telling Cynthia that on the spur of the moment I’d remembered a perfect way to beat the heat. Cynthia came out and we left, but as we left I felt I was in the possession of dangerous knowledge… I didn’t know if I’d be responsible for my own actions! I found myself taking us to one of those restaurant-bar chains for lunch and sure enough, we each had a beer. I stared at Cynthia while she wasn’t looking and sometimes I thought I’d never do anything like that saleslady suggested and other times I was afraid I’d already decided to do it. We sat there and talked a bit, and then, sure enough, when we left, I found myself following the saleslady’ s directions. And I even used her line. We ended up on a little country road and turned onto a little track into the fields. Eventually we came to this little pond in a very obscure pot! No one was around, and it looked like people seldom came there.

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