Her Aunt

Heather honestly didn't know who she'd expected to see, but it was definitely not her aunt. Christine Johnson was her mother's older sister. Like her mom, Christine had long dark hair. However, unlike her mom, Heather's aunt had a much bigger bosom. A fact that was fairly obvious given that it were practically spilling out of the creamy silk bathrobe she was wearing.

"So that's why he came to the cabin," Heather whispered.

"Why?" Zack peeked into the window but he'd only met Heather's dad once and he had no idea who the girl with him was.

Heather watched her father, also in a creamy bathrobe, pour some champagne into flutes and offer one to her aunt. "That's my aunt, Kurt's mom and my mom's sister."

"That still doesn't explain why he needed the cabin," Zack was only half listening. Heather's aunt was a very attractive woman and the bathrobe she was wearing certainly captivated the imagination.

"Because my mom pays some of the cleaning people at my dad's house to spy on him." Heather shook her head. "Clearly my dad is aware of that. He definitely doesn't want her to find out he's seeing her sister. Her married sister."

Zack looked at Heather. "So your dad is having an affair with his ex-wife's married sister?"

"That sums it up." Heather watched as her father and aunt set down their glasses and started to kiss. Robert pushed the bathrobe off Christine's shoulders and it quickly fell to the floor, revealing her impressive breasts. He bent down to start sucking on one. "I just don't understand why Aunt Christy is here. I thought she had a good marriage with Uncle Jasp...HOLY SHIT!" Heather gasped as her aunt pushed Robert's bathrobe off and knelt down to suck on his monster cock. Heather's mouth hung open in shock. Her dad was HUGE. Christine could only get maybe two thirds of it into her mouth.

"I'm gonna guess he persuaded her with his dick," Zack joked. His own cock was decently sized, but Mr. Ravers dwarfed him. "That also explains why his parties are so popular."

Heather couldn't disagree. Her dad was known for throwing some risque parties but she'd usually found an excuse to stay the night at a friend's house rather than stay cooped up in her room for them. Her aunt was looking up at Robert and making a swallowing motion. Robert had a look of lust on his face and his hands tangled up in Christine's hair as he came in her mouth. Heather felt some heat between her legs again and blushed. My own father? Well...it's not like I didn't fuck Kurt. And holy crap that cock is huge.

Christine stood up and took a sip of champagne. She took Robert's hand and started leading him down the hall towards the bedrooms. Heather's father followed her with a big grin on his face and the two quickly disappeared down the hall. Zack looked to Heather. "Are we done here?"

Heather pondered his question. She knew who her father's mystery girl was and it was certainly some juicy **** she could use to her benefit. But still... That cock! "I...I...give me a sec." Heather started creeping towards the cabin door and slipped inside.

"Heather!" Zack tried to call her but he couldn't really whisper and yell. This is a bad idea. He crept after Heather and quietly stepped in. Heather was already sneaking towards the hall to check in the rooms. Zack tried to call her again but she just glared at him and made a shushing motion. We're gonna get caught!