I had taken a stack of dishes in the kitchen when I herd light talking. It was Lindsey on her cell in my den. "Everything alright Lindsey?" I asked. "...es Mr Anderson! I was letting my dad know I'm ready to be picked up." She said. "Oh, ok, your welcome to watch tv while you wait." And I hurried out side. This was bad! I was cleaning up, picking up beach towels, when Lindsey peaked her head out and asked. "Mr Anderson, where do you keep the dish soap?" "You don't have to do that sweetie." I. " "Oh no honey." "Its....its just this hectic life style." "That is the price of fame honey." "Take it or leave it," he replied, smiling her. She tried to smile back at him but it was a smile that did not come off right. They had just pulled up into the hotel parking lot. They got out of the car and walked arm in arm through the rows of cars. They took the elevator up to the fifth floor. They got off and walked down the hallway until they reached their room. Kathy stood right behind her. When I went to the adjacent room, I was surprised and shocked to see the bed all set up. Warm blankets all kpet and arranged on the same bed next to her.I never knew that she had a sex thing in her. Her husband dies 8 years before and she never remarried. I can understand her thoughts, but I never had a clue of it. We lied down and she started talking about sex education. I was stunned and little fear too, but was excited to be in bed with the aunty as well. I told her little. She asked If I. I would then grab a dirty bra or pantie from the previous day and start jerking off my dick with it.I loved the flow of adrenaline and the slight chance of getting caught since I did all this right outside the bathroom door. It wouldn’t be a problem of whether my aunt would get out before me or not, because all that stimulation always made up cum within a couple of minutes.For the first few days, I caught the cum in my hands and left the clothes there and ran off as soon as I finished. After.