Nerdy Nephew & Sexy Aunt

The man was breathing heavily. He was so enraged by Brian's speech that he barely knew what to do with himself. He looked at Brian's aunt who was smiling at the fact that he had just been dressed down.

"You're friend has quite a mouth on him."

"He's usually the strong, silent type."

"Look. I can do this all night." Brian said. "So maybe you should just take the hint and leave. Nobody wants you here."

"I've never been spoken to in such a way."

"Just wait until you're homeless, you buggy whip salesman."

At that comment the man actually bore his teeth for a moment before trying to regain his composure. He adjusted his tie and then without ceremony just walked away with his date. As they left Brian and his aunt heard the man and his date begin to argue.

"Was that true what he said?"

"No. He's an idiot who doesn't know what he's talking about."

"But what about ...?"

"No. No. Now stop asking me about it."

Brian's aunt laughed. "That was awesome. How did you know all that stuff?"

"I did a paper on the UN report last year. I got an A. What's funny though is that in my paper I had to take the other side."

"Can I read it sometime?"

"I might be able to get a copy off the school server."

"Is it true that diamonds are about to go down in value."

"Oh yeah. They're doomed. When a teenager can make a diamond in his kitchen with some sugar and some acid you just can't sustain those kinds of high prices."

"You can make diamonds out of sugar?"

"You can make diamonds out of anything. You know. Anything that has carbon in it. Ashes, paper, gasoline. You just have to find a way to strip away everything but the carbon and find a way to tell the carbon to make diamond cubes instead of graphite flakes."

"And you know how to do that?"

"Oh yeah. It's easy. I was reading a paper about this one guy working on graphene super capacitors who used his lab equipment to grow a diamond in the shape of his girlfriend's name."

"Wow. If you propose to me with that I'm saying yes."

"Now making gold, that's a bit more difficult but it can be done."

"Can you do it?"

"No. Well, not without an atom smasher."

"How much does one of those costs?"

"Millions of dollars."

"Then maybe we'll just stick with making diamonds for now."

They had a very enjoyable meal and when it was over Brian thought they were going to just go home but his aunt wanted to take him to the place with dancing that she'd mentioned to her friend.

"I don't know how to dance." Brian protested.

"That's ok. I'll teach you. It's very good exercise. "

The dance hall was fill with couples of all ages and there were even a few families there that brought their kids. Brian couldn't keep up with most the others even after his aunt gave him a few pointers so he found himself being instructed by a 10 year old girl for most of the night. Most of the dances that night were for couples but they weren't romantic in nature, just fun. Before every dance number everyone changed partners. There were a few dances that required four people in a square and there was one the kids called the maggot dance that made everyone in the room make one big line. The last dance of the night was a return to the one big line model and it seemed like it was everyone's favorite.

His aunt was wiping her face. She'd gotten very sweaty and her cheeks were flush and red. "How'd you like Walls?"

"Excuse me?"

"Walls of Limerick. They say we've all got a little Irish in us somewhere."

"You mean the dance? It has a name?"

"They've all got names."

"I didn't know that."

"You did really well for your first time."

"Thanks."

During the taxi ride home Brian's aunt started to lose her energy and she leaned over onto her nephew's shoulder. Brian didn't know exactly what to do about that so he just let her stay there. It was that moment when he first noticed it.

It might have been there before, waiting under the surface until now but he was feeling it stronger and stronger. His aunt was a very attractive woman. She was smart and capable. She was energetic and fun. Even though she had a career her house was clean. She just had so many good qualities and Brian could not help but be attracted to her.

Something about the dancing had changed him. Even though he was wearing all these nice clothes and so was his aunt, their natural smell had gotten stronger with all that moving about. The touch of her body sitting next to his. The scent of her odor in the air. It was intoxicating and Brian was getting a hard on against his better judgment. He told himself to get under control. He tried to shift his position so that if his aunt looked his way she wouldn't be grossed out by his boner poking up through his pants.

As he adjusted himself his aunt took that as an opportunity to put her arm round him and nestle in even more. It seemed an odd sight since she was so voluptuous and he was kind of a tooth pick.

Intellectually he understood clearly that he could not feel this way about her. She was his aunt. They were related. Why didn't his body understand that they were related? He looked down at her head on his shoulder. In doing so he was able to see past her face to her cleavage area. He swallowed hard.

He wasn't going to give in. If he did then everything his grandparents and everything his mother thought about him would be confirmed. He wasn't like his father. He was never going to be like his father. He was going to keep himself under control. He had to.

Back at the apartment his aunt offered Brian the chance to take a shower first. He tried to decline by saying it was her house but she counted by saying he was her guest. While he was in the middle of soaping himself up his aunt actually came into the bathroom.

"I'm putting a fresh towel here for you."

"Ok." he said.

"Are you finding everything ok."

Every moment that she wouldn't leave just made his cock grow larger. If she only knew what she was doing to him.

He finished up and dried off. He was standing there with just a towel wrapped around his waist as he got his clothes in order when his aunt came in again. Brian froze in place.

"You need to grow some hair on that chest." she said as she went into her medicine cabinet and got something. "Did you leave me some hot water?"

"Um ... I think so."

"Great."

She stood there looking at him. He didn't know what she wanted. He didn't dare think she wanted what he'd just been thinking about. But why was she in there?

She tilted her head to the side. "Are you just going to stand there and watch me undress or do you want to get out of here."

She didn't say it as a question. She said it as a command to get dressed somewhere else and give her some privacy. As Brian gathered his things and then left he couldn't help but think to himself that if it really had been a question he might have wanted to answer that he did in fact want to watch her undress.

As he exited the bathroom he looked back at his aunt in the last moment before she shut the door. There was something in her eyes. She was looking at him. It unnerved Brian. It almost made him think that she might be thinking what he was thinking.

After getting dressed he got ready for bed, or sofa as it were. He thought that he might pull out that book he had and find out why all the astronauts on Mars were slowly getting weaker and weaker. But he didn't. Instead he listened to the water running in the shower. He could not help but think about his aunt and what her body must look like. He tried to force himself to think of something else.

"I'm not a pervert." he said to himself. The thought came to him that there might be a keyhole in the door to the bathroom. No. No. He shook his head violently. "I'm not like my father." he uttered as he balled his hand up into a fist so tight he might have been in danger of breaking his finger bones. He felt heat on his face and saliva building up in his mouth. As he blinked he saw his aunt's naked body behind his eyelids.

Of course he'd never seen his aunt naked. He had no idea what she actually looked like. It was probably some idealized woman's body. Or maybe it was his image of a younger version of his mom, who he was not attracted to at all.

He brought his hands to his mouth and breathed back in the air he just exhaled. He needed to calm down. It was just chemicals. Everything that was going on was just chemicals. Hormones. They would pass.

The water turned off and there was silence in the apartment. His aunt came out of the bathroom in a bathrobe and a towel wrapped around her hair.

"You know, I was thinking that tomorrow I want to take you to the museum. You should get some culture while you're here."

"Sounds good."

She stood in front of him and looked down at his tense seated figure. Brian wasn't looking at her. He was looking at the floor and to the side.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

"Nothing. Um ... I was just thinking that maybe I could try to fix your computer so you could use your internet."

"You can try if you want but I think it'd be best if I just buy a new one. You know, if you know about computers and stuff why don't you go with me and help me pick one."

"Or you could just buy parts and I'll put it together for you."

"You know how to do that?" she asked as she squatted down in front of him because she liked for people to look at her when they spoke to her.

"Yes. It's pretty easy." he said as she turned his face to look at hers. He was trying to keep his cool. He was trying not to let on what was going on in his mind. Besides the fact that it was really nice to finally have a member of his family that didn't treat him like shit, he really needed to stay here until the fall semester started.

She looked at him. She looked at how he was looking at her. He was her nephew. He was a member of her family but she barely knew him. But that look was not the look of a family member to another. That was a different look and she understood it well.

She backed away from him. She thought for a moment. She looked at him and then looked at her bedroom.

"I'll be right back. Hold that thought." On the surface she was talking about the computer parts things but really she sort of felt like it was the other thing.

In her bedroom she got out her pajamas and got into them. She took a deep breath. She was sort of flattered. He had the hots for her. And why not. She was sexy. None of those high school girls he'd been chasing could measure up to her. She didn't know if he had been chasing high school girls but she was still flattered that she turned him on. But, he was her nephew. She thought back to her behavior and wondered if anything she did might have brought this on. She was going to have to act a bit more dignified around him. She didn't want to be responsible for corrupting the boy.

Only, she didn't really think of him as a boy. And he wasn't a boy. He certainly didn't have a boy's cock. That thing was something like 10% of his whole body. Maybe she was exaggerating it but he was definitely a man. She felt herself blush and she smiled. "Ok. None of that." she told herself. She'd have to cool it. It wasn't fair to poor Brian out there. She didn't want him going away with stories of his slutty aunt who cock teased him.

After she was dressed she went back out to the living room. He nephew had not moved from where he was. It didn't look like he'd moved at all. She approached him and looked at his groin area. He had a hard on. He had a massive hard on and he was trying to restrain himself. He was trying to be a gentleman for her. It was sort of sweet.

She sat down next to him and wondered in her mind how to best deal with the situation. Should they discuss it or should she hope it just went away on its own? She always believed in being proactive about things. She remembered back to what Brian had told Shawn and it seemed like he felt the same way.

"Brian, can I ask you something?"

"Of course."

"Do you find me attractive?"

He looked away from her. "No. I mean. You're pretty."

"Really?"

"Why do you ask?"

"I can't help but notice a few things."

"Sorry."

"It's ok. Do you want to talk about it?"

"No."

"Well. I can respect that. Maybe we should establish some house rules. I'm not really used to living with someone else so maybe I'll have to adjust my usual routine."

He just nodded.

"Did I do anything that made you uncomfortable?"

"No."

"If I did, I'm sorry."

"It's ok. It's your house."

"Not while you're here. You're my guest. How about, we take turns? You slept on the sofa last night and tonight you can have the bed."

"That's ok. I don't mind."

"And maybe when one of us uses the bathroom we should lock the door."

"Ok."

"Brian. I really like it when people look at me when I talk to them."

He turned and looked at her and his eyes immediately went to her breasts. He looked down and then up at her eyes but no more than two seconds later looked at her breasts again and then looked away.

"I'm sorry." he said.

"Well, look. Now I really think we should talk about what's going on."

"I'm sorry. I won't do it again. I promise."

"You don't need to promise. It's ok. I don't mind. A guy has to look, right?"

He slowly turned his head back in her direction. He looked at her face. He looked at her breasts. He looked back at her face.

"You don't mind?"

"From what I hear guys can't really help it, now can they?"

"I guess not."

"I'm ok with you just looking. If you're going to live here then there might be times when we get peeks at each other. I don't think we can prevent that completely so let's just deal with it. How did you put it? Take our destiny in our hands."

He looked like he was starting to relax a bit more. That was good. She didn't like stress and she didn't want him stressed out the entire time he was there.

"In fact," she said, "I think I have you at a bit of a disadvantage."

"What do you mean?"

"I already got a peek at you. Let's just make it even." She started to unbutton her top.

"You don't have to do that." He looked down.

"You don't want to see?"

"No."

"Really?"

"What do you want me to say? Of course I want to see but I know I'm not supposed to."

"I can't believe you're so shy about it. I know Jill walks around her house naked all the time."

"Yeah but ..."

She turned his face to look at her and her half exposed breasts. "But what?"

"My mom doesn't make me feel this way." That statement affected her. She had an effect on him. He wanted her. She looked at his boner in his pants. She looked up at his torso. Inside she felt something move. She could feel her nipples get hard.

"That's because you're used to it." She said "So here. Get an eye full. You'll get used to these too."

He looked down at her chest. She let the fabric of her pajamas slide off her skin. Without even thinking about it he started to reach out for her but then retracted. She grabbed his hand and brought it to her bosom.

"Go ahead." she said. "They won't bite you."

At first he was just touching but then he started to press his entire palm up to her breast. She put her hand on top of his and then gave her breast a squeeze.

"From the base to the nipple. Imagine you're trying to get milk out of it."

He leaned towards her. She looked at his lips. He was looking at her nipples and she figured he wanted to suck them. Would she let him do that? What would be the harm?

"Have you ever been with a girl before?" she asked.

"No."

"Truthfully?"

He nodded. She looked at him. She looked at his body. She moved closer to him. He was surprised and tried to pull his hand away but she held it in place.

"Do you like them?"

"Yeah."

She licked her lips. Why was she doing this? She brought her free hand to his hair and ran her fingers through it. She looked at his face. He didn't know what to do. She moved in close and very gently gave him a peck on the lips. He froze in place. She liked how he tasted. He tasted really good for some reason. She moved in again and she kissed him a little longer this time.

There was no room now for him to hold her breasts. She had them pressed right up against his body as she kissed him deeper and deeper. He didn't know what to do with his hands but his aunt was not so inexperienced. She was rubbing her hands all over his body and before he knew what was really going on she was pulling his shirt off.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" he asked when he got momentary control over his mouth.

She stopped and looked at him. She was breathing heavily. It looked like she was thinking. She looked down at this shirt in her hands and then licked her lips. She looked up at him.

There was this one brief moment. This was her chance to collect herself. To focus her thoughts. This was her chance to stop this. She put his shirt down and then tried to stay in place. They looked at each other. He looked at her in the eyes. That was working for her. All he had to do was keep looking at her in the eyes. That was his shield. She could keep her composure so long as he kept looking at her in the eyes.

Brian looked down at her nipples and before he could look back up she was on him again. Her leg went over his body and she kissed him. She began to grind her pussy down onto his cock. She took his hand and gave him the hint that she wanted him to squeeze her ass.

They kissed in that position for a while and then she went to her back and he got on top of her. She directed his head to her breasts and he started to suck on her nipples.

"You're my favorite aunt." he said kind of as a joke.

"I'm your only aunt." She thought about that as the nipple of her left breast was in his mouth. "Maybe, don't call me that. Ok?"

"What do you want me to call you?"

"Just Sandy. I'll just be Sandy. Is that ok?"

He nodded as he sucked and she ran her fingers through his hair and then down the back of his neck to his shoulders. How had she let this happen? What was wrong with her? She tried to think back to what he was like as a little boy. She really couldn't remember ever spending time with him. Her sister had never brought him by for Thanksgiving or Christmas. Whenever she did come around with him she always wanted Brian to wait in the car, or wait outside, or just not be around.

She still remembered when her sister told her about Brian going away to boarding school. She was so happy to have him out of the house. She was so happy to be rid of him. Sandy couldn't understand why. Why wouldn't she want to be around this wonderful, handsome, intelligent man who was rapidly getting better and better at sucking on her nipples as he moved from one breast to the other.

Brian could not believe this was happening to him. This woman was so beautiful. But she was a relative. She didn't feel like a relative. She felt like some stranger he just met. But that wasn't true either. There was more to it than that. He felt more attracted to her than to any girl he'd ever had a crush on before. Of course he'd never gotten this far with any other girl before. Maybe that was why.

Brian was still thinking those kinds of thoughts when he began to try to pull her pajama bottoms down. Sandy looked down at him. Her mother's grandson was going to expose her pussy. Her parents were his grandparents. What?! Wait! ... She grabbed at his hands to stop him.

"No." she said and he stopped.

She sat up and before she could say anything he said "I'm sorry."

"It's ok. Um. I think, that's enough for today."

He nodded. And she stood up. She looked down at him. She did not want to leave it at that. She wanted to get his dick out. She wanted him. She straightened her back and got into proper posture.

"Good night Brian. I'll see you in the morning." She turned to walk away but then turned around again. "And hand me my top."