Chapter 1

It was one of those long weekends and Mom and Dad decided that they needed to be alone. So, all of a sudden I found myself packed up and leaving to stay over at my Aunt's house. Not to say that I don't like my Aunt Julie, but I had plans. My friends and I were going to go down to the lake and pick up some girls. For, a 17 year old guy it was hard enough just trying to fit in, but being sent off to your aunt's to be babysat was definitely a shot to my cool factor. Needless to say when Julie showed, to pick me up, I was in a foul mood.

Julie was my dad's younger sister, way younger. Their was a twelve year gap between them. So, since my dad just turned forty five, she was only thirty three. And, she was hot. Arriving right after her workout at one of the gyms here in town. Flowing blond hair tied back into a pony tail and her golden bronze skin shinning with little beads of sweat. A perfect figure: small firm breasts, tiny little waist, and a really tight ass. If she wasn't my aunt I would've been turned on. Okay, so I was a little turned on. But, that just made me madder because I was feeling horny now and my chance to get laid this weekend was blown. And, for a seventeen year old virgin that was a hell of a chance to blow.

I grabbed my duffel bag and walked out the door while Dad and Mom talked to aunt Julie. I think they could all tell I was ticked. Tossing my bag into the back of the black Lexus; I wondered what the hell I was going to do for four days on a crappy old farm in the middle of nowhere.

Grabbing my shoulder and turning me a little dad said, "Alan, do whatever your aunt tells you this weekend. Okay?" I gave him a little nod.

Mom gave me a big hug, "Now be a good boy for Julie." With a little whisper in my ear she said, "The weekend will be better then you think." Rolling my eyes, all I could think was 'Yea, sure' as she gave me a little peck on the cheek.

The drive wasn't that bad, it was a pretty day. I was sure that the guys were already playing in the lake and hitting on the girls. I guess I must have had a scowl on my face, because Julie patted my knee and gave me a little sympathetic smile. But, she had this glint in her eyes that made me uncomfortable. I gave her a little smile back.

"So big guy, had plans for the weekend?" Julie tried to break the silence a bit.

"Yea, I was going to go down to the lake and scope... ahm, hang out." I blushed a bit. I couldn't believe I was about to tell her that we were going to the lake to hit on some girls.

"Well I'm sorry that your plans got messed up. But at least you can do some swimming at our place." Julie smiled her hand still resting on my knee. Luckily she didn't catch my slip or at least she let me off the hook.

"Sorry, Aunt Julie I can't. I left my trunks at home. I didn't know you guys had a place to swim."

"Don't worry, Amy and I will find you something to wear." She gave my knee a little squeeze then put her hand back on the wheel. I had forgotten about her daughter Amy. She was pretty cute and just a year younger then I. Julie had gotten married right out of high school to her boyfriend. He died in an car accident only a year later. Dad told me that Julie was devastated. She only pulled herself together with Mom and Dad's help. They put her through school and now she was quite a successful computer programmer and consultant. Like Dad.

I had a little flair for computers myself and at night I was Prime-Byte hacker extreme. Well not that extreme. In fact, I wasn't really hacking anything except adult sites. I had built quite a collection of false passwords and accounts. Any site that I wanted, I could get into. I always claimed to be better when I talked to the few hackers I knew online, but hell they'd never know what I really did. Careful and slow was how I had always taken it. But, of recent I was getting a bit sloppy. I was surfing some weird kink sites and was staying up way too late reading the stories and fawning over the pictures. The other day Mom was on my computer and I was sure that she was going to find out what I had been up too: Since I hadn't cleaned my cache or history and some links were still in my location bar. I was sweating, but Mom never said a word: I figured I was just paranoid why would Mom be spying on me anyway.

I was an A student, on the honor roll, and I was on the swim team as an extra. I guess the only part that made them worry was that I never had a girlfriend. It's hard when your shy. I had lots of friends, quite a few were girls, but I never knew what to say or do. So, I just let it lie. I figured that sooner or later I would figure out the right way to pick up girls. Hell, I thought that this weekend was going to be the one, but that was ruined. I just couldn't figure girls out though. I thought that I looked alright. My tan was coming back, and my hair was lightening to a dirty blond. I was still in good shape from all the swimming, and had deep blue eyes, but not a single girl seemed to notice me. I was their pal, their friend; never what I wanted to be.

The Lexus pulled down the long dirt drive up to the old converted farm house. It was really quite a pretty place and with all the trees turning green and the flowers coming into bloom it was almost spectacular. I pulled my bag from the back seat and got out the car. Their was this look of awe on my face. Aunt Julie came up behind me a gave me a smack on the ass, pulling me back to the present. She just had this big smile on her face, "Looks allot different then last time you saw it, doesn't it?"

"Yea, Aunt Julie, it's... cool." The heat was burning across my face and down my chest. That swat on the ass wasn't any light playful tap. She'd put some force behind it. Before I had time to wonder why, she'd taken my hand and was leading me into the house.

She grabbed my bag and lead me upstairs to a little room right between hers and Amy's. It was small but had a large hardwood four poster bed that took up almost the whole room. Their was a small closet with a large deadbolt on it, which seemed a bit odd. And, an old time basin was siting on this little table built into the corner. A small circular window was right between the posts of the bed on the far wall. It didn't even look like it opened. It was an odd looking room, very Spartan, and grim looking. But, it would do for a couple days. Julie put the bag down in the closet and sat on the end of the bed.

"Amy should be home soon. She stayed over at a friend's last night. I was thinking that swimming would be nice on a day like this. What do you think?" Julie looked up at me and again she had that weird glint in her eyes.

"I guess that would be fine. But, I need to get a swim suit." I shifted my feel a little, looking down at the gray shag carpet. Her look made me feel like she was looking right through me, or at least right through my clothes. She got up and grabbed my hand and lead me to the bathroom.

"Why don't you take a nice hot shower and I'll get you some of Richard's old trunks." She smiled and closed the door leaving me in the bathroom alone. She yelled from down the hall that she would bring me a towel. The door didn't even have a lock on it. I started to undress thinking that she would knock when she came back, but she just barged in. I had just stripped my under ware down and was kicking them off as she walked in. I know that I must have turned three shades of red as I reached down and yanked my pants up to cover myself.

"Aunt Julie!" I yelled more embarrassed then I'd ever been in my whole life. Holding my pants over my crotch and backing towards the wall.

"Oh come on, Alan. I use to change your diapers." She rolled her eyes as she offered me the towel.

"That was a long time ago, Aunt Julie." I pulled the towel from her and wrapped it around myself. Dropping the pants back to the floor.

"Okay Alan, I leave you be." She had a quirky little smile curling at the sides of her full red lips. She came closer and I was almost pressed between her and the wall as she moved closer reaching towards my shoulder. Her smell was intoxicating. And I could see a little down the front of the leotard that she had on. Suddenly the sound of 'Tainted Love' blasted into my ear. I jumped a little and turned to see her finger on the power switch of a radio behind me. She backed up a little and looked me up and down raising an eyebrow. I looked down to see the towel starting to tent out on front of me. All the blood rushed to my head. God, I was so embarrassed. I felt light headed it was that bad. Julie just gave a little smile then walked out closing the door behind her.

I turned on the water, got it warm, and jumped in. Soaping my self up and washing my hair I couldn't help but stroke my cock a little. I was so horny I wanted to jerk off right there, but I was scared that Julie just might walk back in. I couldn't help but think about her smooth skin and her smell. My cock was so hard it hurt. Finally, I turned the hot water off and just let the cold overcome me. It took a while and I was shaking a bit from the cold, but my erection finally subsided. Wrapping the towel around me I jumped out of the shower and reached down to get my clothes. But, they were gone. I looked around but she didn't leave anything for me to wear. I cracked the door open and yelled, "Aunt Julie." But got no response. Going to the bedroom to get some other clothes I found the closet locked. 'Great!' I thought to myself. Here I was in my Aunt's house and all I have to wear is a towel. It couldn't get any worse. I slowly and cautiously walked around the house calling for my Aunt but she didn't answer. Just happening to glance out the back window and saw Aunt Julie lounging by her pool in this tight little pink two piece. Hell, I didn't even know she had a pool. I went over to the sliding glass door which opened onto the back enclosed porch with the pool. It had large wrought iron gates and an ivy covered metal roof. It was really cool. I wandered out onto the porch and the glass door slide shut behind me with a click. Aunt Julie looked up with a little shock and said, "Damn!" under her breath.

"Aunt Julie, what did you do with my clothes?" I asked her cautiously, because she had a slightly perturbed look on her face. She just looked at me for a second and gave a little shrug to herself and laughed.

"Well I was getting you some trunks, but I walked out here to check the water for a sec and the door closed on me." I shrugged a little wondering what that had to do with anything. "The door locks automatically and I don't have the key on me." She answered my unspoken question. I turned faster then I imagined and tried to pull the door open but it was firmly locked. I banged my head against the door a few times until I felt Julie grab my shoulders lightly. "Don't worry Amy will be here soon to let us out." She thought that I was worried about getting out. What I was worried about was standing around with only a towel on.