Favorite Aunt – Chapter 9B: There be Forest Nymph’s here

Incest story: Favorite Aunt – Chapter 9B: There be Forest Nymph’s here

Author: Trainman5771

His body felt like it was vibrating with the thunderous sound in his dream. He thought he had heard thunder and figured that was what had woken him. Checking the sky outside through the windows from the sofa, he didn’t see any clouds and figured it was all in his dream. It was so real and so surreal at the same time.

He lay back and took a few deep breaths to slow his heart rate and relax while fragments of his dream flashed through his mind. ‘Who was the woman and why was she in the middle of the creek?’ he wondered. Ben knew he saw her face for a fraction of a second but couldn’t recall it. In fact, he couldn’t recall what she looked like either.

It was like the flash and the sound scared him senseless and his memory refused to let go. Giving up on the dream, he did get up this time and went to the kitchen for a hard lemonade. He looked down at something that caught his peripheral vision and saw a sticky note stuck to his shirt. He pulled it off and read it.

‘I have to go up to the house and pick up supper and some wine. B.B.S. (Be Back Soon) Love, J.’

Ben put the note on the fridge and opened the bottle. He downed the bottle quickly and pulled another out. Finishing the second and starting on a third, he decided to lay back down. The dream roused him. Dreams rarely ever did. He kept wondering who the woman was and what she looked like.

Ben awoke suddenly when he heard kitchen door shut. Laying there, he heard Jean moving about in the kitchen shuffling stuff. When it was quiet he opened his eyes and saw Jean’s green eyes looking down on him.

Hi. He said.

Hi. She said. “How are you feeling?”

Better.

I see you’ve been up and got my note. She said looking at his expression.

“Yeah. I got up and nabbed a drink then came back in here. Next I thing I know, you’re here.” Ben said squinting his eyes. Her expression seemed to falter and a look of concern crossed her features.

Bad dream?”” she asked. He nodded but didn’t say anything more.”

Ben sat upright and reached for his drink only to find it empty. Jean put a hand on his right knee and took the empty bottle from him. She smiled at him then stood up and went into the kitchen

You really shouldn’t have alcohol with those pain meds Ben. She said from in the kitchen. He could hear her shuffling stuff again then liquid pouring into a glass. Ben rolled his eyes wondering if she would be going into her ‘Auntie’ role. She came around the breakfast bar into the living room and handed him a drink. He took it looking up questioning what it was with a look.

Iced tea with lemon. She said simply. He smiled his thanks and took a sip. His eyes lit up as a pleasant surprised crossed his face.

That’s really good! he said. Jean smiled a little sadly as she seemed to be looking somewhere else in her memories. He saw the look and put his hand into hers. She focused on him smiling.

Grandma’s special iced tea. Jean said. Ben smiled at that.

A great cook she was and I’m glad she passed some of it down to you. What better way to celebrate her memory than to use the knowledge she gave? Ben said. Jean sat down on his lap gently trying to avoid putting any pressure on his left knee. Once settled, she put her arms around his neck and hugged him close for a while.

So tell me about your bad dream. Jean said.

Can’t. I can’t remember much other than it took place out front in the creek. He said.

That’s it? Jean asked. Ben nodded and took another swallow of his tea.

Everything else is really fuzzy. Seems like the more I think about it the more fuzzy it gets. He said. Jean nodded and got up then went to the kitchen again.

I have lunch in the oven warming. Hungry? she called from the kitchen. Ben got up and went to her. She was pulling out something from the oven and placed it atop the stove. “Go sit and I’ll bring it to you.” She said.

Yes, my Queen. He said in a gentle voice and bowed. She gave him a smirk as he stood up and went to the kitchen table. After cleaning up from lunch Ben went into the bedroom. Jean was finishing up in the kitchen when he came back into the living room and put on his trail boots. After tying them, he stood up with his pack hanging from a strap over one shoulder. He reached for his shotgun on the rack and checked the weapon. When he looked up, he saw Jean standing at the threshold to the kitchen with a funny look on her face.

What? he asked.

Without a word she pointed at him as if he’d forgotten something. He looked down then back up at her.

Trust me. This is the only proper outfit for a nature walk. He said grinning then turned and headed out the door, butt naked. If he could have seen her, the look on her face would have been priceless. The screen door banged closed behind him as he stepped off the porch and into the Noon sunlight.

The sound of the screen door brought her to her senses and she realized he wasn’t there. She ran to the door to call out. He was walking toward the trees. Knowing where he was headed she went to the bedroom and grabbed his swim trunks from his duffle bag then retrieved her navy blue one-piece from hers and returned to the kitchen.

She stuffed the garments into her small pack and quickly removed her kimono. She pulled out the box and put on the pasties and C-string and clipped the nipple clamps with the jeweled dangles to her nipples. She retrieved one more clip and pushed the C-string down to clip it to the hood of her clit. The dangle was a single gold link with a Cubic Zirconia gem at the end of it.

Changing her mind, she removed the C-string and put it back in the box. She picked up a pair of panties made of gold chain instead and slipped them on. Checking herself in the mirror quickly she was satisfied nothing would fall off and quickly made for the living room to slip on her socks and walking shoes.

She thought how exciting this was going to be as she took a quick look around for anyone. Heart racing, she felt a familiar tingle down below. She put her belt on and cinched it then quickly hung the items from it hooking the canteen directly behind her. That completed, she retrieved her shotgun from the rack and paused at the screen door for a moment. Taking a deep breath and letting it out slow, she pushed the screen door open and stepped outside in her birthday suit and made a bee line to Ben.

Ben heard quick footfalls behind him so he stopped and looked around. He turned waiting for Jean to catch up. The sight that greeted him was magnificent. Her breasts bounced and sparkled in the sun light. He squinted and saw she was wearing something other than nipple charms. He glanced down and watched the muscles in her legs flex and relax giving him a semi hard-on as their definition changed.

He always loved watching a woman’s muscular movements. Looking up further he saw she was wearing panties that sparkled too just before she plunged into the shade of the trees. When she caught up to him she wasn’t winded except for the fact that she was flushed. He could see a blood vessel at the hollow of her throat pulsing rapidly. She was in good shape and thought her racing pulse was from excitement rather than exertion.

Wow! she breathed. “I haven’t done this in long while!” she exclaimed.

You look great doing it. He said. She nodded. “When did you do this before?” he asked.

When I was a lot younger. There’s a swimming hole on the other side of the property where the creek runs through. There’s a little cabin there too we used to play in. I don’t know what kind of shape it’s in now but the hole is still there. I haven’t been to the place in many years. That’s the secret place I want to take you sometime. She said. She looked around spread her arms out wide throwing her head back.

I feel wonderful and free! Gawd I can’t believe I’m out here naked as a Jay and loving it! she exclaimed. “I feel exhilarated! How about you?”

Like you, wild and free. He said grinning and tilting his head gesturing to their direction. She nodded excitedly and they started walking. She took his hand in hers as they went into the woods together.

After just looking around at the woods and following the utility poles for a ways and the novelty of nude outdoor hiking seemed to wear off, she turned to him.

Yes? he said.

Ah. Um. She started but found it hard to look at his face with his cock swaying like it was as he walked. She heard him chuckle. She started again after clearing her throat. “What do you hope to discover with the poles and power line?” She forced herself to look at his face.

I’m not sure. I guess it’s more of a curiosity than anything. He said. They walked a little further. “I was thinking about an alternative route to bring in electricity to the new cottage. Isn’t the road in this direction?” he asked.

Yes it is. About a half mile from the cottage I think. She said and stepped over an old pine tree that had fallen partway across the utility road.

I wonder if the power company would tie into that line instead. It would solve the problem with your neighbor. He said and turned to see her expression. She grimaced.

I don’t know. I haven’t gotten any letters in a couple of years but the name on the mailbox hasn’t changed. She thought for a moment. “Petrovicha is their name. I’ve never met them actually. They were already here by the time I started building my house. I originally intended to live in the cottage but because of where they built theirs, I didn’t want to live in view of them all the time.” She said her expression saddened a little.

I remember you saying as much. If you were to build another cottage here, I know where to build it so it wouldn’t be in view of their place nor it from theirs. We’ll need to get in touch with a few people but I’m sure we can make it happen. He said. Jean nodded silently.

This looks more than just a utility road. Ben said pointing out ahead of them.

This was the old driveway to get to the cottage from the road. The old bridge was replaced but the driveway entrance was never put back in. The power company uses the road to service the line but it’s rare. She said. Ben noted the overgrown state of the road.