Spending Time With Aunt Darla Pt. 2.

TO THE READER: This one is a little bit shorter, but it gets more rough & kinky.

LATER IN THE EVENING..

As we were deciding what to do in my cousin Eli’s bedroom and how we were gonna re-arrange his dresser, bed, etc., I couldn’t stop thinking about what me & my aunt just did in the laundry room. For one, she was walking wobbly & staggering just a tad. For another.., SHE’S STILL BUTT-NAKED!!! Then I said to her, “Do you realize that the blinds on the windows are open?”

“Shit!” exclaimed my aunt. “People might see us. Could you hit the blinds, please?”

“Okay, I’ll do it,” I replied to her as I walked over to one of the windows. As I lowered and closed the blinds, aunt Darla went back into the laundry room and put her jersey back in. As I finished closing the blinds, she walked back into the bedroom with her jersey on. Eli’s bedroom was about the same size as his brother Brendan’s, only Brendan’s bedroom only had one big window instead of two. Then I asked her, “Just out of curiousity, are you gonna re-arrange Brendan’s room too?”

“Actually,” she said, “his is already done. We did that while you were away at college.”

“Oh, I see,” I said to her. Then I asked her, “Where do you keep the vacuum cleaner at?”

“Well worry about that tomorrow,” Darla said. “All were really doing is getting an idea and just moving a couple things around.”

“Okay,” I said. About a half an hour of deciding where to move stuff, we came to a decision. By now, it was going on 9 pm. Then she heard the timer go off on the washing machine, so she asked me to put the wet clothes into the dryer next to the washer.

“Okay,” I said. Then I asked her, “Do I need to set the timer or check the lint vent?”

“Actually,” she said, “it’s all set. All you need to do is hit the start button after you put the clothes in the dryer. I already did everything else.”

“Okay, no problem,” I said as I turned to go back into the laundry room. Aunt Darla must definitely be related to my mom, because my mom taught the same thing when it came to doing my laundry. Sure enough, it was a piece of cake. It took me no more then a couple of minutes to transfer the wet clothes into the dryer. After I press start, I went back I to Eli’s bedroom where aunt Darla was at.

“It’s done,” I said. Then she said, “Good.”

As we’re standing there, aunt Darla suggested we move Eli’s dresser out of the bedroom first before we figured out how to move his bed. The way his bed was positioned, it would take up a lot of space just to move it around. The dresser wasn’t easy to move either, because it would’ve taken both of us to move it. So I suggested that aunt Darla get one end, and I would get the other end that was closer to the bedroom door.

So I said to her, “On a count of three, lift.”

“Okay, ready Doug,” Darla said. Once I counted to three, we lifted his dresser after we took out all of his drawers so it wouldn’t be as heavy. It’s amazing that Darla was able to maintain her balance, despite that fact that I’d just stretched her pussy from the pounding I did a short time earlier. We decided to move the empty dresser a few feet at a time. Since both Eli’s & Brendan’s bedrooms are both next to each other, we decided to move the dresser into Brendan’s room instead of leaving it in the hallway. It took us a bit longer than we thought. After it took us about a half an hour just to move the heavy dresser, we both went into the kitchen and took a swig of our drinks- which was now watered-down from the melted ice & the soda being flat.

“Ready to move the bed?” she asked me. I replied, “Yes, aunt Darla.” And so we both went back into Eli’s bedroom after a quick breather.