Sister’s Wedding: Sylvia’s final fling with brother & dad before her wedding

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The evening is a success and by ten o’clock, they have seating arrangements complete and Sylvia is relieved. She kisses Chris, hugging him tightly and tells him he needs to get Aunt Sally home. Chris doesn’t argue and he and Sally drive off while Sylvia says her goodnights to her Mom, Dad and Randy. Randy goes to his room, too, wondering how late Mom and Dad are going to stay up.

*****

“So, how’s the abstinence going?” Aunt Sally asks, smiling at him from the passenger seat of his car. “It must be really hard?” she says without any special inflection.

“Yeah,” Chris answers, wondering if she meant that the way he thinks. “Some days it’s harder than others,” he says keeping the double entendre going.

“I bet it is.” Aunt Sally says, leaning forward and taking off her jacket. She’s kept in on all evening, but now in the dim light of the car he can see that her dress is very low cut, revealing a dangerous amount of cleavage. He’s keeping one eye on the road and trying not to stare at the exposed side of her breast as it curves its way down into her dress. “I give you two a lot of credit. I don’t know if I could do it.”

“It’s been a challenge,” Chris answers. “But it sure makes you look forward to your wedding night.”

“Hey, only two more days!” Aunt Sally announces, and three nights, she thinks. “What are you doing for a last minute fling?” she asks. Randy almost drives off the road and she starts laughing. “I don’t mean that. I mean are you having a bachelor party or going out on the town or what?” But Chris is pretty sure it’s exactly what she means.

“I’m hanging with Sylvia’s dad and brother tomorrow night. Then the rehearsal dinner is Friday night,” Chris answers, his eyes again on the curves of her milky white breasts. Is she really trying to tease him?

“Oh that sounds exciting,” she says sarcastically. “You’re a real party animal, huh?” she challenges him.

“Yeah, well. I don’t really know anyone in town,” he says, defensively. “A few of the guys and I went out Monday night before I came down here,” he says, recapturing his pride.

“Well, you may not know anyone else, but you know me.” Aunt Sally says. “And I’m not going to let you get married without buying you at least one drink. How about it, Chris?” she looks at him. “Let an old lady buy her new nephew a drink?”

“Sure,” Chris answers. “Say, where.” This is it. If he were a betting man, he’d bet he was going to get laid tonight.

“Turn right at the next light and go down about a mile.” Aunt Sally tells him. As he’s driving, she’s wiggling around and messing with her dress. He catches a glimpse of her right nipple as she bends forward, her dress gapes open and her bra cup slides away to the left. What the fuck! She’s taking her bra off! That’s what she’s been doing, wiggling around like that. This just keeps getting better.

By the time they pull into the parking lot, Sally has her bra off and is tucking it under her jacket on the backseat. “I never wear these things when I go out,” she tells Chris. “Too confining. I just make nice with my family by dressing more conservatively when I’m around them.” Holding the door for her, he admires her shapely legs as she gets out of the car. She doesn’t seem to mind.

Oh boy, this kid is hot to trot, Sally thinks. A month without pussy, for someone who’s used to getting it everyday, will do that to you. She slides her arm through his, pressing the side of her breast against his bicep as they walk into the nightclub, complete with loud music and wall-to-wall people. She can’t wait to get him out on the dance floor; a little grinding against his hard cock will tell her whether she wants to go any farther. She doubts if he’s as hung as her brother-in-law. But Frank is the exception. She sighs at the thought of Frank’s cock. She only got to sample it once, several years ago, but it is still a vivid memory.

*****

Her washing machine broke down, a few months after her divorce, and Frank came over to fix it. She was a wreck, feeling very low; she’d kicked her husband out after catching him with his cock buried to his balls in the ass of some high school cheerleader. They were behind the garage, in the middle of the fucking day! She’d turned the hose on them and then kicked his ass out. That’s what she gets for marrying the high school football coach. And now, her washing machine had broken down, leaking water all over the floor.

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