Nothing. I finally realised something.

I shut my eyes and let out a groan; a mix of annoyance and frustration with the thought of being so close to losing my virginity but my common sense telling me not without protection. I can feel Athena start to slowly grind up against my hard cock, the movements eating away at my self control.

"Uhhhgh Fuck" I spit as my mind races with choices and potential consequences. Why the fuck did Athena have to be so cute, so sexy, so god damn perfect. My Aunt and Uncle friggin outdid themselves making her.

WAIT A MINUTE.

My eyes snap open and as an idea springs forth in my mind like a jack in a box. So freaking blatantly obvious we both have overlooked it. Whipping my head forward I quickly kiss Athena, bringing my hands up to her waist I firmly lift her up off me as I bring my weight forward to get off the couch. Maintaining the kiss, I rotate her mid lift to deposit her back down on sofa as I stand. As I break the kiss she looks at me with lust filled eyes.

"What are you doing?" she breathes softly, her left hand reaching out and grabbing my aching erection while her right trails from my neck down over my chest.

"Stay right there...….Cuz" I reply, then give her a quick peck before breaking free and turning towards the hallway. Athena bites her lip as she watches me stride quickly out of the room , her hands moving towards her hot pussy.

Moving fast I make my way down the hallway and practically sprint up the stairs. I pass the guest bedroom, and the bathroom then Athena's room and stop at the last door; the door to the master bedroom. I open it and step inside, stopping briefly to survey the room. To the left is the master bed. A big king double sitting up unusually high, covered with a deep purple duvet and lots of cushions; with two dark coloured bedside tables adorning either side cluttered with the usual appliances and junk, alarm clocks, books, lamps etc. Directly opposite me, around the bed, is an opening which leads into a hallway with open shelves on either side filled with clothes, and a sliding door at its far end. To the right in the far corner sits a desk with a closed laptop on it and paperwork splayed out all over the work surface. A tall filing cabinet separates the desk from another door which leads out onto a private deck.

Eying the closed sliding door across from me in the walk in robe, I deftly step around the foot of the bed and make my way through the robe, glancing at the clothing quickly as I step in. To the left seems to be all my aunts clothing neatly folded and organised, and my uncles all stuffed away messily on the right. Reaching the door at the far end I slide it open and step into the master en suite. My eyes instantly locked onto the target of my thoughts. The vanity cabinet and mirror cabinet above it. Crouching down, I open the cabinet doors and start rummaging through the contents. Nothing on the top shelf, damn. I lower myself further to get a better look at the bottom shelf when hard cock touches the freezing cold tile.

"Fuck!" I mutter as I'm startled by the cold shock, recoiling slightly and lifting my hips. I rotate and lay on my side and resume my search. I move an assortment of products around as I search, bottles of shampoo and conditioner, toilet cleaner, spare bars of lavender soap. As I move some spare rolls of TP at the back I get a glimpse of small blue box with the picture of a man holding onto a woman from behind while kissing her neck. "YES!" I breathe in relief and reach in to retrieve the box. I sit myself up on my knees and look at the results of my search; a 12 pack box of regular sized ribbed condoms. As I stand up using the vanity to support myself I tilt and spill its contents into the sink.

One condom falls out and slides into the centre of the sink coming to rest on the pop up plug. Its packaging not looking in good condition. I look inside the box to see its now empty. Well shit. Looking closely at the box I notice the use by date printed on the bottom. The box expired 2 years ago. "Great" I mutter aloud, picking up the condom packet and checking its date as well.

Yep, its the same. I put the condom packet in the box and throw it in the waste basket next to toilet. Back to square one. Looking at myself in the mirror feeling deflated I reach to the side panel of the mirror cabinet and gently pull on the tab opening it up.

HALLELUJAH!

Before me sitting on the middle shelf are three condom boxes. Not one, not two, but three.

I reach in and snatch the leftmost box searching for the use by date. 6 months left. YES. Opening the box I can still see at least half a dozen packets inside. "Yyyyeeeeesssssss" I breathe. Relief washes over me. I can fuck, I can fuck now. As I look at the box again a slogan written on the side catches my eye. "Contains 3 exciting flavours. Vanilla, chocolate, and fruit-blast." I chuckle as I put down the box and reach back in for the middle one; again its within date and the packets advertising is boasting about 2 different ribbing patterns for your partners pleasure. You take a quick peak inside and see only 4 packets left inside,; its something at least. Placing the box in the sink bowl next to the flavoured and reach in for the final box, the biggest one. "36 mega pack of lubed latex condoms" it reads on the front of the box. Checking the use by date again its got the longest one yet, 11 months. Turning it over you notice that this box is still sealed, it hasn't been opened yet.

JACKPOT!

I shut the door to the cabinet and my reflection shows the biggest smile on my face as I pick up the three boxes and hurriedly walk back through the walk in robe into the master bedroom. As I enter the room I spy the two bedside tables. I know my father keeps a collection of porno mags in the bottom drawer of his bedside table, and my mom has a small vibrator at the back of hers, I wonder if my aunt and uncle might have anything of interest in theirs.