A Morning Phone Call

"Today?" said your aunt with surprise to whoever was on the phone as you walked into the kitchen. You were seeing the woman from behind, her shapely figure enticing you to just wrap your arms around her narrow waist... or grab a handful of that amazingly round ass that was currently eating up her shorts. You did none of this of course, but it was nice to daydream a little to start the morning. "Okay... yep yep. Okay. Byyye..." Aunt Les finished, putting her phone down and sighing as she leaned onto the kitchen counter. "Shit," she said to herself.

"Who was that?" you asked her as you opened the fridge to grab what remained of the milk. Your aunt turned to you, her cheeks puffed up with air.

"That was your mom," she breathed finally. "She's... coming by... in like two hours."

"Oh okay," you said, glancing at the clock. You weren't sure what the problem was.

"And she's... staying the night," she added.

"Oh. Shit..."

"Yeah... she's going to some conference? Thought she'd drop in for a visit with her sister on the way. A long drive ahead of her," explained your aunt.

"Did you tell her?" you asked, holding the milk jug to your chest.

"About me? Or about you? Or about you ... helping me?" noted your aunt, each possibility sounding worse than the last. You weren't sure what answer you wanted to hear. "No. I haven't told her anything," she sighed. "It's not easy to bring up. I did mention that you're sleeping on the couch at least."

"And... why am I on your couch?" you asked, wanting to know what the lie was.

"For work or something," she replied simply. Which was technically true. "I kept it vague... I'll let you handle the rest." No pressure then. Your mother knew a bit about what you did... at least she knew about your research. She probably didn't know you were a donor too though, or didn't want to think about any of that at all. She wasn't one to press for details once she realised you were involved in dealing with this new cum addiction epidemic. She was glad that you were helping with finding a cure but that's all she wanted to know on the subject. People were often like that when it wasn't something that directly affected them or their friends and family.

Your zoning out ended abruptly seeing your aunt's face as she got in front of you. You sucked in a breath, heart suddenly racing with how close she was... so intimately in your space. She licked her lips and was looking down your body. "In case your mom get's here early... do you want to go sit on the couch?" she said, taking the milk jug out of your hands. You noticed her breathing was different, like she was smelling you. Then she took a step back and put the milk on the counter. You nodded and moved past her, heading to the couch with your cock slowly raising a tent in the front of your shorts.