Play, aunt and boy

With Smith dangling in her arms like a bag full of feathers, Julie jumped to the couch and threw herself onto the big, plush sofa in the living room. Smith landed on her chest, gasping for breath, but Julie just laughed and with a quick yoga move, she lifted Smith to her feet.

“Now it’s time for Auntie June’s donuts!” She opened the pink bakery box with one hand, holding Smith tightly with the other. The smell of burnt sugar and hot chocolate wafted everywhere.

Julie picked up a large, shiny chocolate donut, took a big bite, half of it disappeared into her mouth. Then, her mouth still full, she leaned down and planted a sticky chocolate kiss on Smith’s cheek. “How does it taste?”

Smith wiped his face, frowned. “Julie! I’m dirty!”

“Shhh! Good kids get dirty!” Julie laughed, kicking off her slippers with a soft kick, pulling up her white cotton socks that reached up to her ankles. She put her feet on the hammock, moving Smith slightly so that he was sitting exactly on her right thigh, his back to Julie’s chest.

Julie picked up a vanilla donut with powdered sugar, and with her finger she drew a thick line of powdered sugar on his big toe. “Come on, put your feet here.” With a gentle push, she **** Smith to place his feet on Julie’s left thigh.

“Julie, no!”

“Why not? !” Julie drew a small heart on her ankle with her powdered sugar finger, then **** Smith to lick her foot. “A vanilla donut with auntie pie flavor!”

This was one of those habits of Julie that Smith didn’t like. Julie would always make her feet chocolate, cream, or put fruit and cake between her toes and **** Smith to eat them.

Smith struggled, but Julie calmed him down again with a quick tickle under her knee. She picked up another chocolate donut, this time rubbing a large piece of melted chocolate on her toes, then stuck her fingers into Smith’s mouth one by one.

Smith licked it reluctantly, the taste of the bitter, warm chocolate and the sweat on Julie’s skin mingling. Julie moved her feet, as if she were playing a swing with Smith.

“Now it’s Auntie’s feet!” Julie picked up a broken donut, sprinkled powdered sugar and melted chocolate on the soles of her feet, then raised her foot and held it right in front of Smith’s face. “Eat, little one! "A perfect breakfast!"

Smith pulled his head back, but Julie grabbed the back of his head with her other hand and gently pressed. "Just a little bite!"

Smith reluctantly bit into a small piece of doughnut stuck to Julie's skin. The taste was of sugar, chocolate, and a little salt from Julie's sweat. Julie laughed, moving her foot as if she were caressing Smith.

"See? Auntie's feet are the best plate of food in the world!"

Smith just sighed, his face covered in powdered sugar and chocolate. Julie planted another kiss on his forehead, this time with a mouthful of doughnuts.

"Now sit here, we'll finish our foot doughnuts by the time Julie gets here!"

Smith was stuck in Julie's arms, on her feet that now tasted of doughnuts and chocolate. Julie's excitement, her jokes, her kisses, and her legs that never seemed to get tired.

And Smith, as always, was just waiting for Juliet to come back from the hospital and save him.