Knock on the door

The door opens, as you find yourself face to face with your Aunt Maria. Although she is now fourty-one years of age she is just how you remembered her, and sure enough her first words are to scold you for being late. ‘We were worried sick!’ she grumbles. You find yourself apologising, and take a closer look at your aunt. She has brown hair that reaches her shoulders, stands at 5’5 in height and has dull green eyes that emphasise her defined, tanned and handsome face. You also find yourself staring at her large breasts and long legs, blushing as you glance away.

Luckily, she doesn’t seem to have noticed. ‘Anne was waiting for you all day! She’s gone to bed now, but she will be excited to see you tomorrow’ (at least your Aunts temper seems to have cooled!) ‘but you’ve had a long journey, you may not be able to catch her before she heads out for her ball preparations with her father. Your uncle sends his apologies, by the way, he has important business to attend to and won’t be home for the night…’ your aunt continues rambling, but you are tired and don’t pay much attention. Your aunt shows you to your room, but before you go in she gives you a hug.