Hurry back downstairs

Not quite fully processing what you just saw and heard, nor knowing exactly how you should act on this, you tuck your still raging hard-on back into your shorts and start moving stealthily back down the hall. It's not before reaching the bottom of the stairs, do you let yourself take a deep breath, relaxing your shoulders as you realize that you'd escaped being caught.

In the few short moments it took you to get back downstairs, you had already come to the decision that you were going to try to get into Aunt Becky's pants before the day was over, but the other thing you wisely determined without even thinking about it was that being caught outside her door jerking off or walking into her room with your dick swinging was not the best way accomplish that. You grab the few return items from earlier off the counter as you pass through the kitchen, then head back to the bathroom and wait until you hear your aunt beginning to stir from her room, your mind already hashing out a plan to seduce her.

A few minutes pass before you hear her moving around upstairs, which had given you more than enough time to settle yourself down and form the beginnings of your plan. Grabbing the return items again, you return to the kitchen and once again set them down on the counter, then begin slowly going through motions to make it seem like you had just finished up the repair job, biding time until she made her way back down. First you go over to the sink and begin washing your hands, taking your time to scrub all around the nail beds and under the nails themselves, then dry them off with paper towels, making sure you've gotten every last drop of water off before tossing the towels into the trash. Next you move to the refrigerator and grab a bottle of water, then lean against the countertop, waiting for your aunt to come downstairs.

In less than a minute, you hear her footsteps moving down the hall, then the stairs so you open the bottle of water and begin sipping from it, working to portray the casual look of someone enjoying their first sip of a cold drink after finishing a job well done. You remove the bottle from your lips as you see her enter the room, swallowing the water down before smiling at her. She's back in the clothes she had on earlier, looks like she probably brushed her hair out a bit as well, and returns her smile when she sees you. "Hey Aunt Becky, good timing." you say to her. "I just finished everything a couple of minutes ago. I called out to you a little earlier, but you must not have heard me, so I got everything cleaned up and put away, and now I just got myself some water." you tell her, deciding to bring up the fact that her absence was noticed.

A slight blush rises to her cheeks at your comment, knowing why it was that she didn't hear you, but grateful that you didn't search for her further and merely went about cleaning up from the job; at least that's what she thinks happens. "Oh David, I'm sorry I didn't hear you and you had to clean everything up by yourself too. I was just putting away some laundry. Maybe I was in the bathroom at the time." she lies to you, trying to offer a feasible explanation as to why she didn't hear you calling her name.

"It's no big deal Aunt Becky. Also, I didn't need all of the things you bought." you say gesturing to the items on the counter. "You can return these things the next time you have the chance. So, are there any other projects you need taken care of while I'm here? Any little things you need done?"

"No no, you've done enough for me for one day." she says to you, refusing your help. "Let me make us some lunch then we can sit and talk for a bit."

You don't bother arguing, as you'd much rather begin seducing your aunt at this point than doing more projects around the house, and simply move out of her way to let her do what she needs to. Sitting down on the opposite side of the breakfast bar allows you to watch her every move without it looking like you are, as well as hide the bulge that has once again formed in your shorts. You get the perfect view of her ass when she bends over to get something out of a bottom drawer and your don't bother stopping yourself from fantasizing about what that site would be like without her clothes in the way.

Lunch isn't anything too elaborate as your aunt just made up some sandwiches and took out some chips. Getting a beer for you and pouring a glass of wine for herself, the two of you have a seat at the table to eat. You've only taken one bite of your sandwich before Aunt Becky starts the conversation. "So, how are things with you and Tia? You're still together, right?" she asks, about your girlfriend.

Taking a sip of your beer, you contemplate how to answer. If your goal is to fuck your aunt, then the last thing you should do is tell her how great things are between the two of you and that you're considering asking her to move in with you. You also know she probably won't fall for any type of lie you might be able to pull off with some drunk girl at a bar. You decide to go with a version of the truth. "Yeah, we're still together, but lately, I've been starting to wonder if maybe we should take a break from each other."

"Really? How come?" she asks with a hint of concern in her voice.

Seeing this as an opportunity to start planting a seed in her mind, you have an answer at the ready. "Well, to be honest, I feel like I'm still too young to be tied down to one person. I do love her Aunt Becky, but I don't know if I've gotten everything out of my system yet. I feel like, sexually, there's more I want to experience still. I know you got married even younger than I am now. Did you ever have those types of doubts or wish you'd experienced more?" you ask her, hoping that she did and is still horny enough to consider helping you experience some of those things.

Aunt Becky doesn't answer you right away and looks to be contemplating about how best to answer your question. Then locking eyes with you, she begins to respond. "I think everyone has some doubts when they're thinking about taking the next step in a relationship." she says with seriousness in her voice. "Sometimes you just have to push those doubts aside and follow your heart. Looking back on it, I wouldn't change a thing about how I did things."

Unfortunately, things became a little more serious than you wanted it to become and you don't want to start having a long-winded conversation about your and Tia's relationship, so you decide to see if you can steer it another way. "OK, thanks Aunt Becky." you say, indicating that you've heard what she's said and plan to think on it. "So what about you? Are you seeing anyone yet?" you ask, bringing the conversation to her. "A woman as hot and sexy as you are probably has men all over her, am I right?"

"Oh David, it's not that easy when you're a 40 year old widow." she tells you, blushing a little at your "hot and sexy" compliment. "There's just not a lot of great options out there. By this age, the men that are available are either divorced with a ton of baggage, or are still single because no one wants to be with them."

"Well then, maybe you need to start looking for some younger guys." you suggest, seeing the opportunity to let her know that you think of her in a sexual way. "There's tons of guys out there that have cougar fantasies. I know I do." you say lifting an eyebrow and smiling as you slip in that extra bit of information.

Chuckling a little at your comment, she responds. "I'm not sure that's the best way to start a relationship, fulfilling some random guy's fantasy."

"Now who said anything about a relationship?" you ask her, countering her argument. "I'm not saying you have to marry the guys, just use them to satisfy your needs! Aunt Becky, you're in your prime right now! There's no way you should be wasting that, waiting to find the perfect person. You know if the situations were reversed, Uncle Jim would be fucking a different woman every night, and truthfully, I know he'd want you to do the same!" you tell her as you get up from the table to throw away your napkin. Noticing her wine glass is more than half empty, you grab the bottle off the counter and move back towards her, figuring getting her buzzed can only help your cause.

"Well, you're definitely right about your uncle." she says in agreement and smiling at his memory. "Knowing him, he would have probably found someone to hook up with at my funeral! That man was insatiable, but he also had the game to pull it off." Then getting back to herself, she says "But I was never very comfortable being the one to approach guys, and I wouldn't even know where to go to meet them anyway."

Topping off her glass, you set the bottle on the table next to her glass so that it's within her reach, and instead of sitting back down in your chair, you stand over her and begin massaging the back of her shoulders. As soon as you start kneading, her body reflexively melts into you, shoulders relaxing to allow your hands to work the stress out of her. "God you're all knotted up!" you tell her, hands discovering a particularly tight region in her left upper trap. "I've gotta take care of this for you."

"David, you don't have to do that." she says without any conviction or really doing anything at all to try and actually stop you.

"Shhhh, just sit there, sip your wine, and enjoy." you tell her softly as you continue giving your attention on her shoulders. Standing over her, you find you now have a better view of her cleavage and you find yourself once again thinking about the scene you witnessed not long ago and how her dark areola stood out in contrast on her perfectly shaped breasts.

Your aunt does exactly as she's told, sipping from her glass and rolling her head to the side as you start working the tension from her body. "Mmmm, OK David. If you insist." she says, happily relenting to you and your trained hands.

The beginnings of your plan seem to be falling into place, but you know there's a lot more that needs to go your way before you're able to get with your aunt. It's one thing to fantasize about having sex with someone in the privacy of your own room, another thing entirely to jump on your nephew's cock just because he gave you a little shoulder rub, and you're fully aware of that. What you need to do is find a way to begin relaxing her inhibitions, get her to remove some of the clothes she has on, start dropping hints that you want the same things she does, and get her horny enough so that she'll act on them, and you're hoping this massage will help to accomplish that.