“But not with you.”“Of course not,” she said.I saw trouble on the horizon. Aunt Christy had always treated me well, but more like I wasn’t t...ere, most of the time.“You don’t really have to do this, if you don’t want to,” I said.“Yes I do,” she said, again, instantly. “I agreed to do it.”“Yeah,” I said, “But I don’t want to...”“Just tell me what to do!” she barked.I would find out later that Aunt Christy had a kinky side to her, that only Danny knew about. It was a weird kind of thing where she. Sure. I fix her another vodka tonic with some Stoli from the freezer and offer it to her as she emerges from the bathroom. She tells me you don't need to get me drunk to get me in bed. After the moment of awe passed over me I embraced her and kissed her neck, along her chin, to her lips. She leaned back against the wall, and we furiously, passionately, made out for what seemed to be an eternity. We moved to the c couch where she pulled off here top, unzipped my pants and began going down on me.. Let my hair down and do something daring," she explained, her smile still ever-present."Tina, once those perverts see you, they'll be doing disgusting things and besides, what if someone we know sees us going into one of these places? Then what?" She laughed and explained we were going to a small city nearly fifty miles away."Your mini-skirt is so short. You're showing a lot of leg and your boobs are bouncing every time you walk," I complained."I know!" she answered. "We leave at ten pm." And. .Still silent we went back inside. Doors I left open, only closed the curtains. Grabbed a chair and placed it in the centre of her room. Gestured that she should stand at my left. And bend over my knee. I lifted her short skirt and exposed her butts. Pale and tight ... Soon to be shining and bright.I took my time from softly slapping and bits of caressing in between, to treating her to tougher and more severe spanks by my left hand. To be sure, I kept her wrists at her back with my right hand..