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

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

Author: Trainman5771

The shower tub just fit the two of them as they washed each other. The lukewarm water refreshed their skin and state of mind. The day outside was in the nineties already and the humidity was over eighty percent. The cottage didn’t have central air conditioning but each room had a window unit in it and a wall unit in the living room similar to the ones found in hotels. Once the cottage was closed up, the A/C units did their job pretty good. The bathroom didn’t have one but the overhead vent was powerful and drew the moisture out and the cooler air from the rest of the house in.

As each washed the other, they enjoyed the caressing and touching but didn’t want to go any further. Both were tired and just wanted to enjoy the loving caresses of the other. Exiting the tub-shower, they dried the other off with gentle pats and allowed the moisture to just evaporate. The cooling effect was nice as Jean still looked a bit flushed from the experience while Ben sat on the toilet seat lid. Jean sat in his lap to dry her legs and feet then turned and gave him a warm slow loving kiss of immense affection. The gesture wasn’t lost on him. He enjoyed these kisses tremendously and thought they were his favorite kind.

After the kiss of kisses, Jean stood and hung her towel on the rod on the back of the door. Then she left the bathroom to him and went into the bedroom to put on a cover-up before heading to the kitchen to fix drinks. Ben finished drying his legs and feet but didn’t feel the energy to stand again. A couple of minutes later he decided he’d better or she’d come in thinking something was wrong. He did stand up but not without his right knee popping and exploding in a brief but intense pain.

The pain shocked him awake fully and he realized his old injured “trick” knee was aggravated by kneeling on the hard floor in front of the couch. He tried to relax it and gently straightened it out to stretch the tightness in the muscles. Putting some weight on it, he tested it for stability then flexed it again. Satisfied it wouldn’t buckle, he put his weight on it. He turned slowly and hung his towel over the shower curtain rod to dry and headed to the kitchen.

After changing into his gym shorts, he went into the kitchen and noticed Jean wearing a blue Japanese floral silk kimono that reached only to mid-thigh. Coverings like this on her started his imagination engine again as the view was all too enticing. She moved about with fluid motion and grace. She was so comfortable around him it pleased him she didn’t show any reservations at all with him, even when not making love.

He sat down at the kitchen table and watched her move about. Her body was lithe, supple, soft and moved with a grace and elegance that only a sensuous woman could. She stopped before him to hand him his drink before he noticed she was standing in front of him. He realized he was staring at her legs. He openly took her visage in as he looked up to find her with a grin on her face.

Like what you see? she asked as he took the glass from her, their fingers touching briefly.

I see what I like. He replied. She giggled and sat down in the chair across from his. He frowned but thought the view was better since her kimono was now mostly open exposing her cleavage and much curvature. The frown disappeared as quick as it came. He watched her sip her tea as she looked at him over the rim of her cup. He took a drink of whatever was in his glass and looked at her doing the same.

I can’t get enough of you mister. She said dreamily. “I don’t think I will ever get enough. But I can’t help but think about how long this will last.” Her expression turning a bit sad.

What do you mean? Ben asked.

I mean I can give you what you need Ben. I just can’t give you what you want. She said staring into her teacup. He gave her a puzzled look. “Does that scare you any? I mean, does it put you off that I want you so much and can’t give you the kind of life you really want?” She sighed and looked off into space as she took another sip of her tea.

I think what you’re saying is that I’m unable to get what I want out of our relationship? I don’t figure. What could I want more than you? He said frowning.

I’ll not look like this forever Ben. One day you’ll wake up and realize you’ve been screwing an old bag of door knobs. I’ll be an old woman all used up. I know you really want someone you can share the rest of your life with. To build a family and grow old together with. When I lose my vitality and looks, will you really be happy for the rest of your life?

Don’t try to scare me away lover. You’ll not be rid of me that easily. He said. She looked at him with marked concentration and narrowed her eyes. She pursed her lips and set the tea cup down.

Oh! she said in mock concern in an imitation of Scarlet O’Hara. “Whatever do you mean sir? Will I be the fair maiden of your dreams or the harlot of your fantasies?” The effect was convincing with her natural southern accented speech. He responded in character.

Nothing to worry about my dear. Not that long ago we loved a fierce love. A passionate love. But, a horrible demon of ill repute has returned to force his weakness upon me dear lady. Ben said in his best imitation of a Southern Gentleman.

Oh my! What can you do to banish this demon?!

“Fear my love. I shall simply think of your love, your honor, and your body. He said with a leering gaze and a wink. “With those weapons of mass erection I will have the strength to persevere and see the evil force stricken! I shall rise again!” Ben said pounding the table with his fist making his point more potent. The look on his face was completely serious as he glared into her eyes. Her eyes grew wider by the moment as he spoke. Then suddenly she realized what he’d meant and broke into a gale of laughter. He winked at her again and took another swallow of his iced tea.

There wasn’t much to be done but pick up the clothes in the living room and turn the A/C units on low for the night. They sat on the couch with his laptop and watched a romantic comedy before heading to bed. After climbing into bed they kissed each other goodnight. He spooned her with an arm over her as they fell asleep.

Morning dawned and Ben was the first to rise. A full bladder and a raging morning-glory had his shorts tented to its limit. Moving about would chafe it so he removed the shorts to keep that from happening. It was difficult to aim for the bowl with a stiffy and let flow but its energy began to deplete and became more managable after that. After taking care of business and did his morning ritual of brushing and shaving, he went to the kitchen and started breakfast.

A little while later, Jean came into the kitchen after her morning ritual wearing her kimono again. He noticed her moving a tad less fluidly than last night as she sat down at the table. He pouring coffee and took her the first cup right away. Then he retrieved a small glass of orange juice on the counter and set it in front of her. She thanked him but hadn’t looked up to see him yet while she sipped at her juice.

Ben scrambled some eggs and fried some sausage links while waiting for the toaster to finish with a bagel. When he turned from the stove to serve the eggs and sausage to her, he saw she was staring at his cock.

Watched water never boils. He said. She blinked and looked up.

Huh? was all she managed.

Don’t worry. The subject will come up later. He said.

Jean blushed hard and giggled. He couldn’t believe he’d gotten to her with all her prancing around like she had.

Jeez! Is it hot in here?! she exclaimed.

Yes and you are. Ben said. She smiled warmly and eyed the skillet.

Well if I didn’t know better, I’d say you’re a man in love fixing breakfast and all for his woman. She purred. He turned to scrape his portion of eggs and sausage onto his plate after serving her and smiled but said nothing. He knew he was in love with her. So was she with him. He put the skillet back on the stove top on a cold eye and shut off the gas then took the bagel from the toaster and put it on a small plate.

He retrieved the cream cheese and a small bowl of strawberries from the refrigerator then retrieved a knife from the silverware drawer before returning to the table. Her lips formed into a ‘O’ as she clasped her fingers together in anticipation of the treat.

I think I’ll keep you around. She said, her eyes lighting up with delight as she spied the strawberries. She loved bagels and strawberries with cream cheese. “Strawberries, cream cheese and a bagel. Mmmmm. My favorite breakfast.” She said reaching for the knife. Ben just smiled and watched her enthusiasm as she attacked the slice of bagel slathering a good amount of cream cheese on it. She sliced a strawberry into thin discs and placed them around the bagel on top of the cream cheese.

He watched as she licked her lips just before they parted to allow them to close around the thick bread slice. To him, her lips wrapped around the bagel in a sensuous embrace that seemed to melt the morsel at their touch. As she bit through the heavy bread, her upper lip was coated with the cream cheese stained with strawberry juice.

Her lips closed and worked together as she chewed while her eyes closed savoring the treat like it was ambrosia. While he watched, the cream cheese spread across her lips. His mouth watered and he licked his. She eyed him and saw his reaction. She swallowed the morsel and her tongue snaked out to lick her lips clean of the creamy remnants.

She picked a strawberry from the bowl and swirled it through the cream cheese scooping a large blob of it on the end. She gazed at him as she brought it to her mouth. Her lips again formed an ‘O’ and she pressed the sweet strawberry between her generous red moist lips with her fingertip. His mouth slackened and his lips parted at this most sensual act.

She closed her eyes and tilted her head back slightly as she bit down on the strawberry, the cream cheese spreading over her lips thickly. As she chewed, her eyes remained closed adding to the sensual almost sexual experience she looked to be having. His shaft began to stiffen at this most erotic scene. Her eyes opened and had a dreamy sexy expression in them as they gazed at him. She dropped her head and looked up from beneath her lashes in an unmistakable expression of lust as she stood and moved over to him without breaking her gaze from his.