My Wife's Aunt

For as long as I can remember, I have been attracted to women's hands, especially if they are wearing wedding rings. Twenty years ago, my wife and I met and subsequently I met the rest of her family. Her aunt Paula was my immediate favorite. She has a bit of a rougher face from living a hardy party lifestyle, but she is still gorgeous in my opinion and sports a massive wedding ring. Every year, we are invited to their summer home. Over the years, I have fantasized many a times over this sexy aunt of mine. The first night of our trip this year, I decided to stay up late to spend more time with her. She usually is the last to go to bed. Well, it paid off. She went in to have a shower and, for whatever reason, she came back out before the water was even turned on wearing only a towel. She made her way to the mud room at the back of the house; before I even knew what I was doing, I followed her. I caught up the her and gave her a huge hug. I whispered in her ear and told her how I've been feeling about her all these years and that I wanted her so bad. To my amazement, Paula planted a kiss on me that almost brought me to my knees. As per usual, one thing led to another and my fantasy of making love to my beautiful aunt came true. A weekend I'll never forget. Since then, we've been meeting practically once a month for a play date.

— Milo, 40

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