Part 6 – Andy 13:30 Saturday afternoon
Even before Andy had put the phone down he’d begun to
sulk. He wished Aunt Jane wouldn’t use
the landline. It made it so
obvious. And now he suspected that his
plans for the evening would be messed up.
He’d only wanted to go to the cinema with a couple of girls from work to
see the latest Keira Knightley film.
They always moaned that their boyfriends never wanted to take them and
he was more than happy to step in. But
his ‘Aunt’ had just asked to come round that afternoon. Well, it was less of a request, more an
instruction. She said she had a little
surprise. Andy loved his Auntie but
knew what ‘a surprise’ was likely to mean.
Jane would want to play dressing up, again. Heaven knows when he’d get free.
“Who was it Andy?” his mother called.
“Aunt Jane, Mum. She
wants me to go round.”
“Really? She must have some jobs she needs doing.” Andy’s mother had a reasonable idea what kind
of jobs her friend might want. As soon
as he’d started college, her old friend had taken a special shine to Andy. It was very clear that Andy liked her too and
loved spending time with her. Ever since
he was young he’d always seemed to like older ladies, especially attractive
ones. It was a shame that he never seemed to find a girlfriend closer to his
own age but he said he preferred talking to a knowledgeable, sensible person
who could hold a conversation rather than a pretty airhead. Jane was certainly an extremely sensible,
professional lady with a successful career.
Andy could learn a lot from her.
She was also beautiful, elegant and with a figure that belied her years.
“I’m just nipping upstairs.”
“OK, dear. What did
she want?” she called up the
stairs. At times she did wonder about
Jane’s influence since he sometimes came home wearing eyeliner after their
evenings together; and she’d found thin black lacy panties rather than boxer
shorts in his pants drawer. He said that
they were more comfortable under skinny jeans.
His dad had wondered about Andy having an occasional sleepover at Jane’s
but they both seemed happy, so why not let them get along together. Andy was old enough to know what he was
doing and he deserved some fun given his busy job.
“She didn’t say, Mum,” Andy called down. “She
just wanted me to come round.”
After a few minutes.
Andy came scuttling down the stairs.
He’d changed out a pair of distressed light blue jeans with tears at the
knee into a very tight pair of dark blue
jeans that were more like stretchy leggings than trousers. He was also wearing a smart white formal
evening shirt which, with a fly front and some frills looked more like a blouse
than a shirt. The thin double rings of a gold choker encircled his delicate neck. Jane was so naughty buying him jewellery. He was wearing the brand new
cream and gold trainers that Jane had bought him too. They glistened and went well with his choker. She
might be his mother but she still thought he looked lovely. Helped by Jane, he had developed taste and style, and he was so brave wearing those trainers in public. She could understand why Jane liked her sweet
boy. “That was quick. Let me know if you’ll be back for tea.”
“Yes, Mum.” As Andy
walked past her to the front door she was sure she heard a familiar muffled
clicking. Something else she’d also found
lurking in his pants drawer. Ah, well. She always knew her younger son was a bit
special.
After the door closed, Andy's mother reflected for a few moments then went upstairs. Why should Andy have all the fun? Andy wasn't the only one who had Ben-Wa balls. And unlike Andy, she could wear both her sets. It would make the housework so much more pleasurable till her husband got back from the match.
After the door closed, Andy's mother reflected for a few moments then went upstairs. Why should Andy have all the fun? Andy wasn't the only one who had Ben-Wa balls. And unlike Andy, she could wear both her sets. It would make the housework so much more pleasurable till her husband got back from the match.
Guess our darling Andy is doubly lucky having such a comprehensive mom AND a so sexy auntie like Jane, whom has such a good influence on him! Now let's see what the Lady have in store for him.
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Mummy was a punk rocker and hasn't lost her sensibilities. She's naturally very sympathetic to her younger son and very happy for him to be under her friend's tender care.
DeleteAndy is fortunate to have the two Ladies in his life looking out for his best interests. Each has her own agenda to steer him toward the finer and softer pursuits while away from the harsher interests of his mates. Fortunately his fashion gifts are also catered to the more demure and edgy textures. I hope his outings with the girls does not find them also noticing his eyeliner and make-up. have they taken notice of his more floral scents and deodorant?
DeleteThank you Lee. I'm afraid Andy's evening out may get rather overtaken by events.
DeleteLet us hope so. He deserves nothing less.
DeleteThe problem is, neither he nor even Aunt Jane may be entirely in control of events.
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