After paying the bill and tipping the waiter heavily, I helped my slightly drunk Aunt Sheen to our car. Aunty Sheen walked slowly, with deliberate ste...s, so as not to appear drunk. She had learnt to handle her alcohol well since she started drinking around 2 years ago. I started to help aunty into the front passenger seat but she pulled open the rear door and stumbled inside. I watched as she pushed her handbag and laptop to the far side before moving in to make space for me. “Come here, son.. Then I calmly sat right down on his lap."Oof!" he said, and set his glass on the floor next to the chair.I said, "I bet I can get up from here in a tenth of a second." That depends," Steve said, putting both arms around my middle. "Maybe I won't let you up." Bob didn't even look up. Good book, I guess.Steve sat there with this little grin on his face."Do you really want a slightly overweight suburban housewife with two kids sitting on you?" I said.He gently lifted one hand up until it just. I reached down and peeled back the flaps of her skirt. Her panties were thin cotton in the same shade of blue as her shirt, and were printed with the outlines of daisies in yellow. Very cute, I thought, as I lowered my right hand and began to fondle her behind. I heard a quick gasp when my hand made contact, but nothing further. Good. I had a couple of books with me so I pulled one over with my free hand, and opened it at random. Pretending to read gave me an excuse to look down continuously,. The slight stink from her asshole, the ripe sweat from her taint, and the piss from her panties all came together in an aroma that turned her on fast. When she went back to her desk she would smell her hand through the day, keeping her horny.At home when she did her daughters laundry she would separate their panties and breathe them in, most of the time putting them in her mouth and sucking the fabric to get the taste she had come to crave.Back in the room, Sam pulled her panties down to her.