***We sat on her bed, side-by-side. Not as close as we’d been in my room, but close enough so that the same sensations welled inside me. I might hav... only just come, but my cock was thick and capable, pumped up with need.“So, tell me, Mikey, did you … uhm … enjoy what went on?”It was strange to see my aunt so unsure, but desire saw me through any uncertainty on my part.“It was fantastic, Aunt Janet,” I gasped.My aunt pouted and said, “But don’t you think it’s a bit wrong? Well, a lot wrong,”. Years back, when I was around 38 or so, I worked around the villages around Lyon, going from house to house collecting the thrash and taking it away in one of those tiny haul trucks in the little by lanes where the large dispensers wouldn't fit. Doing my rounds everyday I'd go across roughly 50 to 60 houses a day and working shifts would have me exhausted and ravished because trust me when I tell you manually lifting thrash and having it taken away was a major pain in the back.The inhabitants. Shoes got kicked off because of the carpet and it made us laugh when it was my turn to dance with Paul. Our hands and arms began fumbling at each other for we didn’t know which of us was going to lead and we held onto each other as we laughed. Drinks flowed and all our inhibitions went out of the window. I didn’t know we had the record but somebody put it on and it was The Stripper. So the floor was left to me and I began to do the sensuous dance as I slowly took my dress off and kick it to. Shaken, but relieved it had been her and not Bash that had read the story, she signed off the Internet. Julie posted a note on Bash's computer telling him to talk to her first before signing on because there was a problem. Then she went to the bathroom to take a shower. Julie was feeling invigorated and she guessed it must be from the adrenaline from such a close call. As she stepped out of the shower, she glanced at the full length mirror in the mirror. She did a double take as she realized.