Chapter 50: A Day in the Life

In the interest of moving things along, and not continuing with an almost daily account of my life in High School, I'm going to jump ahead to June of the following year. For the reader who simply can't go on without knowing what transpired during that short span, I shall summarize.

Football:

My initial effort playing quarterback went well, much better than I had any right to expect. We went 7 — 2, and got into the State playoffs, where I managed to complete a last second pass to Timmy Warfield and win the first game against Christian Divinity HS. However, the next opponent, Benedict Arnold Military Academy, was a lesson in how much I had to learn about reading the defense. I was picked off four times, two going for touchdowns. We lost, 24 — 7, and that was that for our year.

Hayley and I continued seeing one another, and others; for she had this thing about sharing me with her friends. Of course, she put it all on tape. Among "her friends" was Sandra, who rewarded me for seeing her through that horrible abortion with some torrid sexual escapades.

Baseball:

I had better luck with the baseball season, in that I won 12 and lost 2. We won the state championship, and I received tons of publicity and scholarship offers for both baseball and football. Well, the baseball offers outnumbered football by a 2 — 1 margin. On advice from my coaches in both sports, and my mother and some of her friends, I held off making any commitments either way. I had another year of baseball ahead of me, as well as two seasons of football. Lots of things were going to happen, and hopefully most would be good.

That brings me to my Aunt Nicole's wedding. My mother and I flew to Cincinnati with her fiancé, David Mitchum. Oh, yes, Mom got him to give her a nice diamond ring during the Christmas Holiday. Their wedding date is set for the following June.

I like him, and we get along just fine. Mom couldn't be happier. And I should mention that although Hayley had planned on coming to Aunt Nicole's wedding as my guest, her father had a heart attack. Everyone thought it best that she remain with her family until things improved with his worrisome condition.

That brings me to Cincinnati — and Aunt Nicole, the woman who taught me more than I needed to know about sex.

With her fiancé, Julius Baxter, out of town on business, Aunt Nicole entertained David, Mom, and me until Mom yawned and sent David a pre-arranged signal and they "retired" for the night, leaving me alone with my aunt.

Nicole fixed us drinks as I told her about Hayley and why she hadn't accompanied us to Cincinnati.

I wasn't sure just how my aunt and I would act since she was about to get married, but she soon resolved that worry by bending forward in handing me my drink, (A scotch on the rocks — I was now considered an adult in more ways than one, it appeared.) and providing me a generous view of her almost forgotten breasts.

"It's been a while, Aubrey."

"It has. A lot's happened ... to both of us."

"You certainly have grown."

"You sent me those weights. They certainly helped."

"Have you grown ... elsewhere?"

"Possibly. But you'll have to see for yourself."

"I'm sure I will. But, tell me, are the girl's treating you all right?"

"Yes, thanks to your, um, advice."

"Mine and Krista's," she smiled warmly.

"Yes, Krista, and how is she?"

"Mrs. Von Kempf is now Ms. Smith. Ms. Krista Marie Smith."

"Oh ... what happened?"

"They got a mutually agreed upon divorce."

I found myself staring at my aunt's knees. She was sitting with her knees close together. As I was staring, her knees separated a little. More than a little; perhaps as much as four or five inches. A generous portion of creamy white thigh met my eye, and I felt my cock begin to stiffen.

Aunt Nicole gave me a dreamy smile, lifted her glass to sip her drink, and spread her legs a little farther apart. Now I could see a little bit of her panties. As we continued our conversation, her legs opened wider again. Now I had a clear view of her crotch. I could see the dark triangle of her pubic hair, and just below that I could see the outline of her pussy lips through the thin material. By now I had a full hard on. With some difficulty I took my eyes of Nicole's crotch and looked up to see her staring at me with a knowing smile on her face.

"Are you teasing me, Aunt Nicole?"

"I've asked you to call me Nicole when we're alone. And to answer your question, yes, I am. Do you like what you see?"

I didn't reply, but got up from my chair and got down on the floor in front of Nicole. I spread her legs farther apart, and then pushed her skirt up completely exposing her panties.

I could hear her rate of breathing increase as I worked her forward so that she was now sitting on the edge of the chair. With my right hand I began running my fingers gently over her silk covered pussy. My aunt responded to this by purring and pushing her hips forward.

"It's no accident your fiancé is out of town, is it?"

Her lust filled voiced rasped, "No, it isn't, Aubrey. I've waited for this for quite a while now."

"So have I," I told her, and I meant it.

I slipped a couple of fingers under the crotch of her panties, and pulled them to the side, exposing her pussy to my feverish eyes.

"Kiss me there!"

I leaned forward and ran my tongue lightly up the crest of her pussy lips. As I did this I could almost sense a vibration going through Nicole's body. When my tongue reached the point where her pussy lips were joined at the top I ran my tongue back down. I repeated this several times and then pushed my tongue as deep inside her pussy as I could make it go.

Nicole responded with a loud, "Yes!" I then locked my lips onto her pussy and sucked and licked her into her first orgasm of the evening.

After her orgasm, Nicole had me stand up and helped me out of my pants and shorts. Then she stood up and had me sit down. She knelt on the floor between my legs and began stroking my cock. It didn't need any encouragement, as it was already rock hard.

I heard her giggle softly, and then felt an electric current rocket through me as she touched my balls with her ice filled glass.

"Keep quiet, we don't want to interrupt your mother and David ... or do we?"

"No! We don't want to have them coming downstairs," I said as emphatically as I could manage.

She laughed, and said, "No Oedipus complex for Aubrey, eh?"

"Not if I can help it. I have no interest in that area. Besides..."

"What?"

"I've already been with several mothers."

"That's my boy," she giggled again, "No pun intended."

Nicole took a sip of her drink, and took three or four pieces of ice into her mouth. I listened as she chewed and sucked on the ice before swallowing it.

"You'll like this," she cooed, and took me into her chilled mouth, swirling her ice cold tongue over the head of my glans.

There was no way I could have held off coming, and I told her. She yanked me from her mouth, and used her hand to pump my ejaculate into her empty drink. Then, while I sat back and tried to recover, she held up her glass and showed me the globs of cum in it.

"Here's to you," she said, and drained the contents in one large gulp.

"When did you start doing that?" I asked, for she had totally surprised me, displaying a side of her sexual personality to me that I had never even thought of.

"Erotic wasn't it?" she said with a lewd grin.

"It sure was," I replied, filing it away for a scene with Hayley when we resumed our film making.

Aunt Nicole answered my earlier question, "Well, I haven't seen you for a couple years, have I?"

"So ... there have been other guys," I said, regretting the words as they left my mouth.