I assumed I would be here for a while, stranded at this lonely table, until she finally wondered where I was and looked around, I would go over when s...e waved me over. I took a few sips of my drink, watched them flirt and listened to the football game that was playing on the huge TV hanging on the wall behind the pool tables. I watched them laugh and my wife blushed again when the waitress came back to the table with their drinks. The stranger handed the young blonde a twenty and told her to. " "Aunt Heather you know I'd be happy to do whatever I could to help." "Well I don't mean chores, I mean more like taking over as the man of the house." As she said this, she bent over and I could look right down her gown to see her tits. It was then that I realized what she was talking about; she wanted me to take over pleasing her from Uncle Jim. I didn't know if I could do it, I mean I could do it, me and Alicia Foster had done it lots but she was just a k** like me. Aunt Heather was an. As soon as she ripped off my shirt, I reached up with one hand and flicked my wrist unclasping her bra. I was surprised I was able to do that. I figured I needed a lot of practice to do that but somehow instinct kicked in allowing me to pull off that task on the first try. I looked up at her and saw that she was smiling at me. She immediately pushed on my chest forcing me to lay back down on the couch. I looked up at her and smiled to myself. I don’t remember when I started falling for Amanda. She saidthat yes, she had. She seemed a little surprised. I told her she couldcontinue if she wanted, because I wanted her to have fun, but shedeclined and said that she'd had enough.She then said, "If I were really mean, I could fulfill another one ofyour fantasies right now, but I think you'd just die."I asked what that was, very hopeful."You've said before that you'd like to be teased and then not allowedto cum at the end. Don't worry - I couldn't do that to you now. Notafter.