Incest Widow Aunt's Raunchy Road Trips

[neerathemall]

This incident happened four months after Aunt Sheen had seduced me and had started a taboo but regular sexual relationship with me. Now that she had shed her inhibitions, Aunty Sheen had started becoming bolder and more brazen.
It was late afternoon on a sweltering hot Friday in the peak of summer, around 5 PM when I got a call from Aunty. I was hanging out with some friends. I walked away a few steps and picked up my cell phone.
"Hello, Aunty," I answered the call.
"Hello, son. Where are you?" Aunty Sheen asked sweetly.
"I'm just hanging out with friends," I replied.
"If you're not too busy could we go for a drive, please? I'm getting very bored at home." She said.
"Of course, Aunty." I agreed as I didn't have any specific plans for the evening.
"What about Dee?" I asked.
She was not aware back then that her daughter, my older cousin Dee, and I had lost our virginity to each other several years ago and had been in a sexual relationship since then. Aunty Sheen had obviously kept her illicit relation with me a secret from her everyone, including her daughter.
"It's okay. I'll tell her I've got some work outside." She explained.
'All right. I'll be home in half hour."
"Great!" I heard her excited reply, "I'll be ready by then. I hope you can get your car. It's too hot for a bike ride."
"Sure. I think I can arrange that. Don't worry. See you!" I assured her and ended the call.
I excused myself and rode my Royal Enfield Bullet home from the wooded area outside our city where we would usually get stoned and chill.
I parked my bike in the common parking lot right inside the huge, black wrought iron gate. I looked up at the first floor of my building and saw a curtain twitch. I smiled quickly because I knew Aunty Sheen was looking from the window. I quickly walked into our ground-floor apartment and told my mom I had to take Aunty Sheen to get some things from downtown. Ever since my uncle passed away, my folks always encouraged me to help Aunty Sheen any way I could. So they didn't have any problems when I said that.
As I stepped out of my apartment I looked to see Aunty Sheen already standing beside our dark grey Ford Escort. I smiled wide and hurried over.
"Hi, Aunty!" I said, grinning as I reached the car.
"Hello, Ali." She replied though her smile was hidden behind her Hijab.
Aunty Sheen was dressed in a loose, black-colored Niqab which still failed to hide her enormous, round assets. The thin fabric of her Niqab outlined her large, round boobs and I was excited as I looked lower and saw the way her outfit clung to her enormous, curvy hips. Her face and head were hidden behind her grey Hijab while she had on a pair of dark sunglasses to cover her eyes in the harsh summer sunlight.
"You're looking cute!" Aunty Sheen said softly as I unlocked the car and helped her into the passenger seat.
"Thank you!" I said, grinning excitedly now and looking down at my plain black tee and the pair of black jeans I had on. I wore a pair of aviators to shield myself from the harsh May sunlight. It was over 45 C and swelteringly hot outside. I was glad that we'd be driving in the comfort of the A/C.