As she walked down the stairs I managed to hide the hard-on I got just from seeing her. For my age I am about my normal size. About 6 inches hard. ...Anyway back to the story. We were walking out to the pool and we started talking about how school was going, and what was going on in our lives. Then eventually She asked "Dan do you have a girlfriend yet" "Erm not yet Emma" I responded. "Why not! Your really really handsome, I mean I’m surprised every girl isn't after you, I know I would be". At first she is so surprised she freezes, but then she struggles and shouts, "Stop it! Let me go! You can't do this to me!"He spins her around to face him, reaches behind and unhooks her bra, pulls it off and stares at her swaying breasts. They look at each other, he sees both rage and fear in her bright blue eyes...and something else...excitement, lust perhaps? Mark suddenly presses his lips to hers and kisses her, she tries to pull away or escape, but he holds on and spins her around to face. Suddenly, she broke the kiss and pushed me back, and sporting a naughty smile she handed me something from her robe pocket. It was a measuring tape!!!!! She wanted me to measure her now. and before I could go forward to wrap the tape around her ass, she dropped her robe. What I saw made me come in my pajamas immediately, the sight before me was erotic , and to say the least…My huuugee gaaand aunty was standing in front of me in the tightest and thinnest single piece shirt-pant with only a zip. It was hardly worth paying the admission fee. They were only in a few minutes, the time it takes to buy a drink at the bar and engage in a shameful dance. A crushing kiss, bodies connecting in an intimate embrace, moving in a slow seductive ballet to the rhythm of the music, a shameful exhibition of two people fondling and groping with lustful intent, their reckless interaction attracting observers, a mocking voice suggesting they should ‘Get a room,’ a timely reminder that it was time to go. .