"I'm sorry, Aunt Roslyn. It just happened." He was blushing. His cock wilted some.

"I didn't mean for you to get self-conscious. In fact I'm flattered that I could actually excite you." She was extending herself, hoping that the boy would pick up the thread she held out. He did.

"I've always thought you were pretty, Aunt Roslyn."

"Sexy too?"

"Sure. Especially that." He reddened again. He was squirming a bit on the rug. She wasn't so careful now as she rubbed his inner thighs. She touched his balls and cock casually, almost as if she would begin to rub them too any moment.

"Maybe we'd better quit," Kendall said, sitting up. He limped over to the bed and sat there breathing hard. Roslyn knelt on her haunches before him. She put her palms on his knees and gazed lovingly into his eyes.

"You've always been special to me, Kendall. But I guess you knew that."

"I… I guess so."

She started letting her hands smooth down his legs again. He didn't do anything to stop her. This time she didn't hesitate. She went directly to the taut, hot sack of silk that covered his cock and balls. She touched it, began to squeeze it gently. Kendall groaned. His eyes closed for a moment, opened again.

"You beautiful young animal you." He was sitting on the very edge of the mattress so she was able to slide close between his knees. Then with her body so close, she took his hands and guided them around behind her back. "Undo me."

If the catch of her halter hadn't been easy, Kendall would never have gotten it loose. But as the deep cups fell from her breasts, his eyes seemed dazzled for a moment as if from a flashbulb. He tried to close his knees some but she pushed them apart and insinuated her body into the opening. Then her own fingers glided around his back and found the knotted silk cord that held his g-string up.

"Aunt Roslyn… I feel really weird. I mean, I just got here and I haven't even said, hello to Evan."