"You, too, Betty," Agnes replied.

"I thought you weren't coming until tomorrow."

"I was able to catch an earlier flight, so I thought I'd surprise you," Agnes said.

"I wished you'd told me; I could have picked you up at the airport."

"But then I wouldn't have gotten to see the look on your face when I just showed up at your door," Agnes told her with a laugh.

"Well, I'm glad you're here." Betty turned her head to look back into the house. "Ronnie, come out here and help your Aunt Agnes with her luggage," she called into the house.

A moment later a tall, athletic-looking teenage boy joined the two women at the front door of the house.

"Hey, Aunt Agnes," he said.

"Well, hello there, Ronnie," she replied, a smile crossing her lips as she noticed her nephew struggling not to stare at her ample breasts. "I haven't seen you in a while. My, how you've grown!"

Agnes' eyes roamed up and down her 15-year-old nephew's body. He was a handsome, strapping young man. He was 6'3" tall, with a slim, muscular build and long arms and legs. He'd played basketball and been in track since he was young, and he'd always been good at both. He had a handsome face, brown hair that he kept cut short and spiked up, and a big, sexy smile. He was dressed in a loose red and white tank top, a pair of red basketball shorts, and high-topped white sneakers. Agnes licked her lips as she admired his trim young body.

"Get your aunt's suitcases, Ronnie," Betty said.

"Okay, Mom."

Ronnie slid past his mother and picked up his aunt's two suitcases. Betty stepped out of the doorway so that he could take them into the house, then she and her sister followed him in.

"Just put those in the guest room, honey," Betty told her son.

"Okay Mom."

"So where are your other two boys?" Agnes asked as she and Betty went into the kitchen.

"Gary and Dustin are at the park playing with their friends. They're supposed to be home in time for dinner. And speaking of food, are you hungry? Ronnie and I ate just a little while ago, but I could make you something if you want."

"That's okay, I ate just before the flight. But I would like to take a shower and change out of these clothes."

"Okay, I'll get you a towel," Betty said.

Agnes went to the spare room to get herself a change of clothes, then went to the bathroom, where Betty was waiting with a bath towel for her.

"There you go."

"Thanks, Sis," Agnes said, taking the towel and closing the door.

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After putting his aunt's suitcases in the guest bedroom, Ronnie had gone to his room to listen to some music and finish reading the latest issue of Sports Illustrated. After a little while he decided he needed to take a piss, so he got up and went to see if his aunt was done with her shower. As he walked down the hall he figured he was in luck, because the door was just opening. However, it opened only halfway and then stopped, and his aunt did not exit the bathroom. Curious, he walked slowly up to the bathroom door and peaked inside. What he saw caused his eyes to open wide. There was his aunt, completely naked!!

Agnes was standing in the middle of the bathroom, slowing drying off. For the life of him, Ronnie hadn't the slightest idea why on earth she'd open the door before she was dressed, but at the same time he sure as hell wasn't going to question his good fortune! Even though she was 44 years old (5 years older than his mother), Ronnie thought she was incredibly sexy and had the most amazing body. He slowly rubbed his cock through his shorts as his eyes roamed over her body. She had full, wavy, pale blonde hair that just touched the tops of her shoulder blades. She was a full figured woman, with a somewhat flabby ass, but she had the biggest, fullest, most amazing breasts the teenage boy had ever seen! They had to be at least 38DD, hanging down on her chest, her tiny nipples poking out from them.

Ronnie squeezed his now rock-hard cock as he watched his aunt drying off her amazing breasts. He'd thought they'd looked incredible when she was dressed, encased in her bra and thrusting out from her chest, but seeing them completely uncovered they were even more incredible. He pumped his cock through his shorts as he waited for her to turn her body so that he could see her crotch. She turned away briefly, giving him a nice shot of her ass, then finally she turned back the other way, giving him his first view of her thick, hairy blonde bush. His mouth dropped open as she ran her fingers through her bush, fluffing her pubic hair. God, she had an incredible body! He could just imagine sinking his cock into her wet pussy.

"Ronald West, what the hell do you think you're doing?!"

Ronnie turned suddenly, finding himself face to face with his outraged mother.

"Um, I . . . uh . . . ." he stammered.

"I can't believe you, spying on your aunt! Get away from that door right now!"

"Yes Mom," Ronnie said, quickly turning and going back to his room, hoping his mother hadn't noticed the raging hard-on he was sporting.

Betty closed the bathroom door completely, then went back to the kitchen. ......(cont)