We were sitting at the dining table having a lunchtime sandwich when I asked him if there was a girl on the scene.“No, I don’t know any girls real...y, other than you and mum.”“Does it worry you?” I asked.“No.”“Do have anything worrying you? Anything on your mind I can help with?”“No.” Like I said, very shy and certainly no chatterbox. “But I am a bit worried about one thing.”“Okay, can I help?” I asked.“Well, I’m so pleased you are here, Aunty Jen. I think I can talk to you more than mum and. Stephanie told him she was taking the kids to visit her mother Saturday morning when he arrived home on Friday night. Perfect, he thought as he drifted off to sleep.He didn't hear her slip out of bed in the morning and barely felt her soft kiss as she headed out the door. Sleep held him in a tight grip.He rolled over and groaned as the phone rang and rang. The ringing stopped as he finally became conscious enough for it to register. What time was it, he wondered. He squinted at the alarm clock.. ”Being the good boyfriend I am, I stay outside until she yells it’s ok for me to come in. And when I come in do I ever get a treat. She is wear a very revealing night gown, with no bra, nipples sticking out.“So how do I look?” she asks.Being honest, I answer “You look amazing, I’m not sure if I can handle it.”“Gee, thanks,” she says honestly.So we watch the coverage of the New Year’s on T.V. , while I get pretty cozy next to Katie. She puts her hand on my dick. I freeze. What do I do? Do I tell. "There ya go, miss," he said, looking down at me. I am a tall girl, buthe stood a full head above me. I smiled, feeling my lips puff and myeyes flutter. "Thank you so much, sir," I said, and I walked slowlyinside, strutting unconsciously, and turned a few feet inside to look athim.He looked me up and down, and my eyes fell to his crotch. I wanted toinvite him in, but he said he needed to return to the lobby. I took adeep breath and stepped back toward him, looking up at his eyes. .