What's a Kegel?

Your aunt takes up her napkin, wipes her fingers and dabs her lips clean. "Soon."

You nod. You couldn't wait to see what she had in store for you.

Once more you and Elsie do the clean up without being asked. Both of you happy to do it. Your aunt responds to a few work emails. You ask Elsie about her day. She tells you all about it, telling you that after yesterday everything suddenly felt different. She told you how she now noticed the boys looking at her and how she felt a bit flattered, if self conscious, about it. You tell her to tell you if any of them bother her. She giggles and lays her head on your shoulder. "Thanks big bro."

You only realized then just how much her forbidden attraction to you had been holding her back. She hadn't even been looking at other boys because she was thinking of you. Also, nearly the moment you nipped this thing in the bud, she moved here to Peg's. Had she just been sticking around the house for you? Probably yes.

You wonder what it might have been like with her, if you had given in to those taboo desires. You loved her more than anything in this world, but would it have spoiled what you had as brother and sister? Regardless, you were happy Elsie felt more free.

She also tells you about the struggles she had been having with a girl she had been tutoring. Zoey was her name. "A total sweetie pie, but oh my god...she is...uh..." You could tell she was trying to find a polite way of saying it. "...uh..."

"Dumb?"

She laughs. "That's not nice!" You could tell you'd hit the mark though. El then looks down, she fidgets with her fingers. "She used to ask me about you ya know. Asking if you were single. She had a crush on you so bad last year."

"Zoey did?" You think back...ohhhh yeah. A super cute blonde with a bubbly personality. Hard to forget her.

El looks up. "I...never...introduced her...because I thought you and I would...oh boy...you know...be together." She rolls her eyes. "God, it sounds so freaky now. I was a foolish girl. I'm sorry Jesse. I should have told you how I felt. We could have done all this so much earlier."

You hug her and kiss her on the head. "It's okay El, it's fine. I think everything is working out fine. Don't you?"

She hugs you back tight, her arms wrapped around our chest and her head pressing hard into your chest. "Yeah. At least between us."

You savor each other's presence before parting. The pair of you get some homework done at the kitchen table, god, it felt like you were kids again. Roughly and hour after dinner your aunt looks up from her computer.

"Okay Jesse, it's time." She takes off her glasses and sets them on top of her closed laptop. "Follow me. El, feel free to come on up anytime."

El nods. "I just have to finish this first."

Peg gets up and strolls toward the stairs. You quickly join her, walking at her side. She leads upstairs and to her bedroom once more. You immediately notice on the bed a pair of men's shorts and a tank top. Both pure white and brand new.

"For me?"

She nods. "Get changed." You step forward but she stops you. "Jesse. I want you to know first. I think you are a very attractive young man. I will look at you. I will enjoy your beauty as a man, as a sexual being. You are young and virile, on the cusp of full bloom. A peak specimen of manhood. Allow me this enjoyment. It would be a shame not to. Please don't get the wrong idea. I deeply respect the decision you and Elsie have made. I will not dishonor that decision. It is a selfish want and if it makes you uncomfortable I apologize in advance. But..." She laughs gently. "...I will ogle you Jesse."

You blush. "Oh, uh, okay. It's okay to look." You swallow. "I might...look at you...too?"

She grins. "If an old gal like me does it for you, you go right ahead."

Old gal like her...fuck. She was in incredible shape for a woman in her forties. Most women half her age would kill for a body like hers.

With that you begin to undress. True to her word Peg stands and watches you. Her loving eyes drinking of you deeply. Scanning up and down your body like an art connoisseur might to fine painting. This was...flattering to say the least. Perhaps you should be creeped out, but you weren't. Perhaps it was your Bailey blood but you enjoyed it. Perhaps it was her Bailey blood, but she enjoyed it as well.

You strip down to your underwear, even taking your socks off at her instruction. You slip on the clothes. The shorts were shorter than you would have chosen and the tank top tighter. You suspect she bought these like this on purpose, in order to "enjoy your beauty". Standing tall you smooth the tank top out then turn back to her and present yourself.

Her index finger between her teeth she takes one last long look up and down your body. "Mmm. Lovely." She hums in approval. "Okay, go wait for me in the gym."

You do as you're told. Glancing over your shoulder as you leave you catch her checking out your ass. She sees you catch her and only smiles with appreciation.

You walk down the hall and enter through the glass door into her home gym. It was a nice little set up she had in here. Yoga mats, kettle bells, a medicine ball, treadmill, suspension straps, and such. No barbells or dumbbells or anything like that though. A small stereo sat on a shelf at the far end along with a stand for incense. You walk across the padded floor and hit play on the stereo. Instead of music the room is filled with soothing sounds of flowing water. It is then you notice the surround sound speakers all about the room.

Once more you wonder what your aunt had in store for you.

After a few minutes your aunt arrives. Her dark hair was back in a simply ponytail. She wore a matching set of blue yoga pants and yoga top with a white swirly design up the left flank. She had bare feet just like you. The top being barely more than a sports bra. The skin tight outfit left little to the imagination. Her toned bare midriff impeccable for a woman who had had a kid. At first you look away, but then you remembered that you had permission to look at her. You gaze back and check her out up and down her lean trim body. It was a bit like Allison's fit body. Slightly wider hips, slightly bigger butt, slightly bigger breasts, and a sizable bulge at the crotch. She was gorgeous, every bit of her...yeah, even the bulge. She was simply gorgeous.

She stands confidently and lets you take her in for a moment. "Not bad for an old gal?"

You nod. "Not bad at all!"

She smiles. "Thank you." She claps her hands to snap you out of your gawping. "Okay! Let's get to it."

She lays out two yoga mats side by side. She gets you to stand on one as she stands on the other. She leads you through a small warm up. You had never done yoga but she was keeping it simple. Just getting your body warmed up and limber.

"So we're working out?" You ask as you hold a pose where your legs were wide and your arms above your head.

"Yes." She replies. "Mind and spirit are important, but your body must not be neglected. The better your connection with your body the more you can do with it. Strength and endurance. Speed and explosive power. Knowing the signals your body is sending you. Knowing your limitations. Finding your boundaries. Getting comfortable with your physical form. All of it is important. Not only will you benefit physically from exercise, you will have the pride of seeing and feeling the results. Mind, body, and spirit. They are all interconnected in more ways than we can imagine."

Well, you had been meaning to get in better shape. What better time than now. She leads you into another easy pose.

"I am going to give you a physical regimen. We'll focus on overall fitness, flexibility, and core strength. Given your age and the fact your father was something of a natural athlete I expect to see results pretty quickly. In the end though, do it if you wish. Skip it if you want. Remember, you aren't doing this for me or Elsie or Casey, you're doing it for you Jesse. You are doing it because you love yourself. You deserve a strong healthy body, don't you Jesse?"

You nod, she just had this way of asking you questions that made you feel good about yourself. She exuded positive energy. "Yes. Yes I do! I'll do it for me. Although...I think Casey might like it too."

You and Peg share a warm smile at your unabashed puppy love.

"Yes, I believe she will. And of course, since we want you to become a better lover..." She says. "Kegels. Lots and lots of kegels."

"Kegels?"

"Kegels."

"Great!" You say. "Awesome. Yep. You bet." A moment's pause. "Peg. What's a kegel?