Mission To Rescue [A Story] – Part 4

I was unbelievably silent.

“…I said I will keep finding out your sins until you change!” as she spoke these last words, she began to repack the movies into the box. I didn’t fail to notice how her eyes lingered on some of them each time she dropped them into the box. It was as though she was finding the pictures exciting in a way.

When she was done, she stood and carried the box, and began walking to my door. My eyes were back on her Buttocks again which I felt swayed repeatedly as she walked away!
My eyes were back on her Buttocks again which I felt swayed repeatedly as she walked away!

“I will burn these things first thing tomorrow morning!” she managed to finally call out as she slammed my door behind her. While her last words did get to me, imaginations of what her full Buttocks was going to look like if seen Unclad, was what really did occupy my thoughts instead!

While her last words did get to me, imaginations of what her full Buttocks was going to look like if seen Unclad, was what really did occupy my thoughts instead!

I eventually didn’t come out for dinner as anyone would predict and even went as far as locking myself inside for the rest of that day. I was feeling embarrassed beyond words and was struggling to summon myself to stand before Aunty Edna again.

She was barely a day in our home and she had already uncovered more than mum ever did. At least between us at that moment, two things were already proven – firstly, that I was unarguably a bad (corrupt if you like) dude and secondly, that I have had a habit of seeing Unclad people fucking themselves in every hole possible both in print and in video!

The single fact that she had to ask me severally if I still intended to deny, was quick testament to it. She may have mentioned my friends in the conversation but we both knew it was more about me than them. After all, I was the one caught with the huge stash of X-trated material under his bed!

Anyways, what kept bothering me was my inward reaction to these rather strange circumstances evolving around me. While it was very obvious at that moment that I was being physically terrified and probably troubled by the person of my aunty, that couldn’t be said of my inward self. Or better still, my ‘inner mind’. My inner mind had appeared to be purely fascinated by her person instead. It wasn’t as though I was suffering from the excitement of coming very close to aunty Edna for the first time because she had on so many previous occasions, stayed in our home – and quite for some time. I was thinking it had a lot to do with being left all alone with a woman who was otherwise very attractive. Putting the ‘my aunty’ aside, she was certainly a woman I would love to get into bed with!

And being a natural lover of mature older women, especially ones with big asses, it made it even a lot tougher to put her away! She has a beautiful body to die for and has this aura of sexiness that makes you think she probably was a slut and sleeps with countless guys week in, week out! But what kept masking it all up was her supposedly stern no-nonsense disposition. Her usual countenance was already enough to scare you away from her.
She has a beautiful body to die for and has this aura of sexiness that makes you think she probably was a slut

In fact, if I was to describe her in strong words, I would call her a dominatrix from a X-trated flick! Too bad I am having to depict her in such dirty terms though! But I needed to since she appears to be fit for such a role! So while I was still dreading what could become of her stay against her knack for finding out my sins and crimes, I still had this tingling sense of excitement deep inside of me at the thought of continually remaining home alone with her.

It was apparent in how I had never stopped watching her body, most especially her Buttocks and legs! So on the said night just after she had banged my door behind her, I spent just a few of the following of minutes thinking of the several ways I could begin to maneuver my way through her supposedly tough surveillance but then, spent the rest of the rather long night, thinking more about aunty Edna. It was clear my mind was beginning to stray sinfully – towards the forbidden!

WATCH OUT FOR PART 5 TOMORROW