Spill the wine

Thinking quickly, you knock over your glass of wine, spilling it all over your crotch.

"Oh no!" you yell as you scoot backwards in your chair and stand up. Your pants are soaked with wine. Your abrupt movement startles your aunt and she gasps and stands up too, a little unsteadily.

"Oh honey, what have you done now?"
"I'm sorry Aunt Lauren. I'm just clumsy I guess. I'll clean it up." You start to move toward the kitchen. Thankfully the cold wine has doused your erection.

"Don't worry about it honey. You head upstairs and have another shower. I'll clean up." She hesitates for a moment. "I think it's best that we call it a night. Just head to bed after your shower, ok?"

You feel bad. It was actually a really nice night and you feel like you ruined it.

"I'm sorry Aunt Lauren." You start to walk toward the staircase. You turn back to face her. She's clearing the dishes from the table, and her pale tits bounce as she leans over. "I really enjoyed having dinner with you tonight."

"I did too, honey. I'll see you in the morning."