I was drooling over the image. I couldn’t even believe she was my aunt. She looked like a lingerie model.God! I wanted to fuck her so bad. The way h...r curves were placed and the way her body was showing. I wanted to rip that tiny piece of cloth off her body and fuck her. Her flawless body was to die for. She had pressed her arms sideways, pressing her boobs. I was just wondering how I am getting lucky like this.That’s when another message popped up.Selena: You still there?Me: You just killed me. Some guy talked me up as soon as I sat down and kept buying me drinks. We had some small talk about him being in town to meet a client and blah, blah blah. A few times he caught looking at has swelling bulge as we talked and drank. He asked to play a game of darts after adjusting himself a few and I was like “sure.” Thank God no one was near the dartboard because I was throwing them all over the place. I thought it was cute that whenever I picked up my darts off the floor, he commented that I. “Wanna go for a ride?”He groaned when I slipped my hand into his trousers, his cock tenting his boxers. I pressed it flat up against his belly, feeling his pulse against my palm, my own just as fast.“You’re going to get me fired,” he growled, turning me around and shoving me against the copier, lifting my skirt high. I never wore pantyhose anymore, just old-fashion stockings and garters, so he could have easy access whenever he liked.“Ryan! No!” I protested when his finger probed my ass instead. So as not to be left out, the youngest sister bolted down the bank and launched herself into their midst, shrieking delightfully as she bombed the surface. The trio made sure to duck and splash each other thoroughly until every stitch of clothing was soaked through and they were breathless. Hauling himself out, Matthew helped lift his sisters to the bank in a gentlemanly manner before they walked back bedraggled to the house. "Matthew is so much fun," observed Amy innocently, pressing to his.