She was having the most disappointed face and looking so sad.Once she went upstairs, I went to my bedroom and tried to sleep. But I could not take my ...ind off the erotic incident I witnessed.So, around 1.30 am, I went near my aunt’s bedroom as she was sleeping alone and peeked in. It looked like she was deep asleep as she had a couple of beers.I quietly entered the room and went near her bed. I could see her covered in the comforter, so I slowly raised it. She was wearing a sleeveless nighty. “First off,” I said, “I have never had sex with your wife. Secondly, I haven’t laid eyes on your wife in 22 years; she hasn’t laid eyes on me in 25. I don’t want to hurt you, but believe me, you are a featherweight less than amateur and I am a heavyweight seasoned street fighter. If you understand all of this and intend to stop trying to attack me, nod your head.”He nodded, and I released his hands.“Who the fuck are you?” he finally asked.“Johnathan Harris,” I said.“You’re Johnny?” he. I was deeply hurtful and wounding. I'm so, so sorry, my darling. Please, please forgive me." I do, my love. I love you too much not to." Oh Lottë, my darling Lottë, thank you." And do you forgive me for yelling at you like that?" There's nothing to forgive, my darling. I was the cause." Now, Uncle Robin," she said softly, "no recriminations, no more misery. Give me a kiss and then let's go and find a drink."Robin pulled her back into a hug which she returned in full measure.Daphne came bounding. I watched these love sessionsalmost daily. I also began to plan on seeing Grandma's cunt more closely.Often, she would return to the house with the pail and continue with hercooking and baking routines, or, sometimes, take a nap. If I were there,she would often invite me to nap with her. As usual, I would take off allmy clothes and lay down next to her. Once, when I thought she was asleep, I slid down in the bed and putmy head right next to her cunt. Her nightie had slid upward revealing.