As she opened her dresser drawers she found that Kyle had neatly folded her things, including her panties and put them away. She flushed at this, and went downstairs where Kyle was making himself a salad in the kitchen.
“Kyle, I…” Kyle interrupted her.
“I know; you want to thank me for taking care of your laundry for you.”
“Kyle, that’s not it, I don’t need you doing my laundry for me. You can leave it in a basket. I didn’t mean for you to have to put things away.”
“Uh, OK. I just wanted to do something nice for you and didn’t think you’d mind if I got into your drawers.” Again, Kim blushed at the double entendre’, but chose to ignore it.
Later that night Kyle returned from the gym and heard Kim on her cell phone. “How could I have been so stupid? I gave up nine years of my life to that cocksucker! Sometimes I wonder if there was something I did that turned Patrick gay.”
Kyle eavesdropped for a while longer as Kim poured herself out to her friend on the phone. He felt sorry for her and decided to give her a push. He went into the kitchen and purposely made a lot of noise so as to announce his presence.
Less than a minute later Kim walked into the kitchen, eyes swollen and red. She got a Kleenex and Kyle said, “You OK, Aunt Kim?”
“Yeah, I’m fine, it’s just a cold,” Kim lied, not wanting to share her miseries with Kyle.
Kyle stepped over to his aunt and slipped his hands around her cheekbones, holding her face. He kissed her forehead, then stepped back. “You’re a little warm. I’m going to run out and get some things. You should have a glass of wine and relax.”
Kim flushed at Kyle’s intimate gesture. “That sounds like a good idea, Kyle.”
Kyle returned about ninety minutes later to find Kim napping on the couch with an empty glass of wine in front of her. He took the opportunity to sneak upstairs, then came back down. He took a minute to gather some things from the kitchen, then laid out some sushi and miso soup on the table in front of his aunt. “Hope you like crunch rolls, Aunt Kim. You should eat the soup while it’s hot.”
She thought to herself, “Handsome, hung and kind… where do I get someone like that?” “Thank you, Kyle. You make me feel special.”
“You are special, Aunt Kim.”
“Sometimes I don’t feel that way. My divorce from Patrick has made feel like my whole life has been set on fire and burnt up.”
“Then rise from the ashes. Make something positive happen, don’t be a fucking victim. You’re a hot MILF with a lot to offer, Aunt Kim. Make some changes so you don’t become a man-hating shrew with a half dozen cats.”
Kyle’s words made Kim’s head swirl. She knew he was right about needing to make some changes. “Do you really think I’m a hot MILF, Kyle?” Kim wanted some validation as she was insecure.
“Fuck yes, I think you’re a hot MILF. But it matters a lot more what you think about yourself.” Kyle sat next to Kim on the couch and put his hand on her thigh. “I really appreciate your hospitality. I have to drive to Chicago for a swim meet at Northwestern and won’t be back until Saturday. Will you let me take my hot MILF aunt out for dinner Saturday night?”
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