Now since I have never met any of Bobby's crew, I would never know whether who I was having sex with was part of his crew or not. Knowing that I was g...ing to meet them at my house under different circumstances was exciting as hell.I walked in and the place was pitch black at first, like it always is when I come in from the bright lobby. I felt someone grab my arm and they pulled me towards them. I felt lips on my mouth and kissed him back just as hot as he was kissing me. I know Bobby and his. . I knew where it was leading and so wanted him, yet it felt wrong. My c***d was in bed, I hadn't hoovered up or shaved my legs that day but yet my pussy was hungry for him. In between chats I showered, hoovered, tried to find something to wear.. something sexy.. god it had been so long since any man was adventurous enough to want me to wear anything tarty and I wanted this first meeting to be one he remembered. Even later now, nearly 11pm and I'm still unsure about giving my address out. I. Aunt Julie? She is the babysitter? Well OK. I suppose it isn’t as bad as it could have been.Let me tell you a bit about my Aunt. She never took herself seriously, always ready to laugh with us while I was growing up, even if it was at her expense.She was pretty good looking as well. She still is. She still has long, thick red hair, and even though she doesn’t quite have the same tight figure as she used to, the curves are still in the right places.She was always my favourite Aunt though. She. Yet in a way, it seems like eons ago, and I wonder where all the years went. I know that I lived them all. I have glimpses of how it was back then and of all my hopes and dreams.But, here it is ... the back nine of my life and it catches me by surprise ... How did I get here so fast? Where did the years go and where did my youth go?I remember well seeing older people through the years and thinking that those older people were years away from me and that I was only on the first hole and the back.