Poking Aunt Nita

Poking Aunt Nita

My wife was raised by her grandparents, who had a daughter late in life. As a result, Carly and her aunt, Juanita, are more like sisters, rather than aunt and niece.

As Carly’s mom got older, we wound up being responsible for her, although she had spent very little time being responsible for her own daughter.

We bought a nice little home for her and I was always able to keep up the maintenance on the place. When I’d be there working, I loved to get the old gal talking about her younger years, promising I would not reveal some secrets to her daughter.

The main reason she’d given Carly up for her grandparents to raise, was because she’d become a high priced call girl and couldn’t watch over her child at night.

“You better not ever tell Carly this, but sweetie, I’ve had as many as eight men in my bed in one night; sometimes, as many as four at one time. I made more money back then than half of my customers did. I always tried to send Mama and Paw some money every month, but sometimes, my bills were just too much. Most of the time, I didn’t even like screwing, but I damn sure liked the money.”

When Carly wasn’t with me, I’d teasingly call her, ‘Ol’ Puss’. It always brought a grin and she’d shake her fist at me.

Now I get to the meat of this story…

I found out things about Juanita (Nita) that I never suspected. I knew she had married an older man the day after she graduated high school.

“I introduced them one time when she came to Springfield to visit me for a few days,” my mother-in-law (Jackie/Ol’ Puss) told me, “He was a sweet talker and had about seven inches. Trust me, he knew how to use it, too. I told him not to fuck Nita but both of them were naked in MY bed when I got home from my date… So much for MY customer; he asked her to marry him when she got out of school, so she did.”

The more I pumped information from Ol’ Puss, the more interested I became in trying to fuck Nita. I learned that her husband wasn’t the first dick she’d had in her. She’d confided in her big sis many times… Nita had been fucking boys since the eighth grade.
Her marriage to Ed lasted less than two years, when she found out about another girl who was carrying his baby. They split and she went into the workforce.

As it happened, that was about the same time Carly finished high school and began working at the same advertising agency. Nita fell in love with a printer who worked there and Carly fell in love with me, Don Parker. Those two marriages, less than a year apart, have lasted for decades.

Only one time during the first twenty, or so, years was Nita and I alone. Carly was giving birth to our youngest daughter and Nita made the two hundred mile trip from her home to the hospital for moral support.

The baby was born, but Carly had some problems during delivery and the doctor said she’d have to stay in the hospital for a few days.
Nita said she didn’t have anything pressing, so she’d stay and help out with our other two kids.

By this time, Carly was thirty-eight and Nita was forty, same age as me. Nita napped a little on the one hour drive back to our lake house. It was dark when we arrived, so I told her we’d just leave the kids at Jackie’s place until morning.

We showered and met in the living room for a little chill time. The TV was on some channel with old black and white reruns. Needless to say, the light, loose pajama top and short bottoms she wore caught my attention. All I wore was long, satin bottoms and no shirt.

“You want a little glass of wine, maybe some popcorn?”

“Oh, Donnie, that sounds so good. Want me to help?”

“I can get it, but… sure, c’mon.”

She opened the wine bottle while I popped the popcorn. I just dumped it all in one big bowl and sat on the couch beside her, enjoying the Dick Van Dyke show followed by Father Knows Best.

I didn’t get up enough nerve to bring up having sex, so we finally said goodnight and went to bed. I had one more glass of wine (my fourth) and proceeded to my bathroom. I brushed and flossed, took a quick shower and, as I stood at the toilet, I realized I was pulling on my cock, thinking of the pussy in the guest room, just twenty feet away.

“What the fuck?” I thought, “No need to pump a load of cum into this pot when Nita’s right in there… I’m gonna give it a shot.”

She was still awake and, with the night light on, she saw me open her door and walk in, naked.

“Oh no, Don. You just stop right there. There’s not gonna be any of that. I’ll never cheat on Ken and I don’t think you really want to cheat on Carly.