A milfy surprise

You decide to make a move on the passing milf. "Umm, excuse me ma'am... Did you' just..?"

She stops and turns around, looking semi-confused.

"Yes, my dear?"

"I don't mean to intrude, but, um..."

"Oh! I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be so loud, but um... Yeah." Suddenly sheepish and flustered, the once-confident-looking woman looks down, trying hard to hide the smirk she's starting to show.

"L-O-L, Mom," your cousin chimes in. Her habit of verbally pronouncing online acronyms irks you to no end.

The woman finally looks back up at you, her body language now totally different. Now that you aren't totally focused on her boobs, you finally recognize her: it's your aunt, who you last saw ten years ago. Back then, she was morbidly obese; her way of coping with her divorce from your crazy, gun-toting-redneck uncle.

"Holy shit! You got hot, Aunt Bridget," you shout before you can catch yourself. The MILF's eyes widen, but instead of giving you a stern lecture, she starts biting her lip like a schoolgirl with a crush.