Of course you know,’ I apologized. ‘But sad? You seem the picture of joy. I can’t remember anyone so happy.’ ‘It’s the two story house wit...h the aquamarine front door,’ she pointed out. ‘Would you mind just pulling onto the swale?’ The car nosed onto the grass. ‘A little further up, please?’ The car came to a rest at the property line and the street. ‘Leave the engine running, please.’ She just looked at me without moving. Finally, it dawned on me. ‘May I get the door for you?’ I asked. She. "But you said you need to feel loved, you wanted me to make you happy" I said looking at her "And I just wanted to help my favourite aunt be happy and loved, I love you aunt Kristie"She paused at the stairs, looked back at me and smiled "I love you too Joe, but... this can never happen again" and then she started up the stairs and I watched that beautiful full round white ass wobble side to side as she did.The next few days I just couldn't stop thinking about her, her curvy chubby body, her big. He had thought about this moment, not in a desirous way, but in the normal curious way one thinks about such things."Please, for me," she whispered, kissing his face and tracing a finger across his cheek. "I want to see what you look like as you suck on a cock, as your lips wrap around a hard shaft, as you take it down your throat. I'm horny just thinking about it. Please, for me."She was almost pleading for him to say yes and the more he listened to her words and the more he thought about what. ’ ‘You’re kidding, right.’ ‘No. Trust me. My day job is counseling. I couldn’t keep my own husband from straying, but I know how to make an open marriage better. You guys need to talk about sex, but you can’t do it in person. You’re Catholics, even if you don’t believe. I know all about that. So talk dirty long distance. Get fresh batteries for your toys. You’ll see. I’m getting on the interstate, so I better go.’ ‘Thanks, Barbara. Drive carefully.’ ‘Love you both. Bye.’ I had sent her to him.