Chapter 2

"Let's just stay like this, it's kinda cool. I really want to do that again. It was awesome."

She gave me a hug which surprised me. The most surprising part of it was how sexy it felt to be held to her with all our skin touching. And the buzz it gave my pussy. But we were quickly off to the kitchen for lunch.

As we ate our sandwiches, she said, "I know who you should meet. Robbie Gibbs."

"Who's he?"

"He does my yard for me. Every third Thursday. Gee, that's kinda hard to say," she snickered, "every third Thursday. And he's really cute."

"How old is he?"

"Um, must be a year older than you. He's a sophomore next year."

"And cute?"

"Oh, yes, very cute and I'll bet he's got a very handsome penis in his pants. One that he might just let you see if we approach this right."

I was laughing because I just figured she was kidding. But we were soon back in her bedroom, now both on her bed, side-by-side, each with a vibrator, each happily masturbating.

My rubbing in the shower had been tentative, exploratory; this was purposeful, intentional, aimed at now what I knew was the end result ... an orgasm. A wonderful, magnificent, glorious orgasm. Oh, now I knew, now I'd had the real thing. I was now changed, changed forever.

That first afternoon, after our lunch, I was able to get off twice while my aunt was doing herself. I was now firmly on the road to expanding my sexual life which was thrilling.

I took the vibrator home and used it twice that night in bed. I looked the next morning before my shower and, yes, my pussy lips were bright pink from all the fun I'd been having.

I was now often at my aunt's house and the following Thursday, as I came in her back door, she reminded me that it was the day her yard boy came.

"Are you really serious about what you said, Aunt Helen?"

"Well, we'll see how it goes but I have a whole pitcher of lemonade in the fridge to help him cool down after he does the yard. Then we'll see if we can't warm him back up again," she said laughing.

About ten o'clock the doorbell rang and she ran up to answer it.

I heard her talking and went up to see what this boy looked like.

"Oh, here's my niece, Laura. Laura, this is Robbie Gibbs, here to do the yard," she said and we said our hellos and then he went off to do his work and we went back to her office.

"Well, cute, huh?"

"Yeah, nice. Tall, a little skinny but really cute. You think he'll, you know, show me his penis?"

"Let me work on that, honey. I think I might be able to persuade him to do just that."

So she did some more work on one of her projects and when the doorbell rang again, it was almost eleven.

She told me to come with her and she pulled the door open and Robbie told her he was finished and she invited him in to cool off and have some lemonade while she wrote him a check.

We all went back to the kitchen and he and I sat while Aunt Helen got down glasses and brought the lemonade.

"Whew, this tastes really good, just what I needed," Robbie said as he wiped his brow. "Already hot out there."