"As we neared her detached house,on a small estate,15 minutes from my home, it began to spit with rain.
Not being exactly dressed for autumn weather, we both made a dash for the front door, tumbling through after the scramble with the key.
My aunty flopped onto the stairs,cursing under her breath and kicking her shoes off.
I trod my suede boots off and tried to wipe the rain from my face.
'Here,she said..grab a towel from the kitchen door to dry your hair and face'
Not finding any towels, she pushed past me to put the kettle on, calling out - try the bathroom instead!
By the time I'd dried my hair downstairs, the coffee was ready and we sat at her breakfast bar in the huge kitchen,chatting about the evening.
Noticing that we were sitting rather close to each other, I tried to shuffle away, but my aunt giggled and asked what presents I'd had for my 21st.
Reeling off the list,she looked in mock horror and said 'Is that all?
I have a great idea for a birthday present..and stood up, slipped my damp polo shirt off and loosened the belt on my leather pants, shrugged off her dress and leaned over to me ,kissing me hard on the lips."
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