I was raised by my Aunt and Uncle. My uncle died of a massive heart attack at 55. My Aunt was 52. I was 15 at the time. My Aunt and I worked hard to keep the farm going. About 6 months arfter he died one night I showered and was sitting on the sofa and my Aunt had showered and came down in a short night gown just above her knees. She said my feet are killing me and lay down and put her feet in my lap. She ask me to massage her feet and I did she closed her eyes and I could see her p****** when she let her legs fall apart. She kept saying how good it felt. I satrted getting hard and her heel was right on my c*** I knew she could feel it and she kept her eyes closed and I saw her smile. She started moving her heel on my hard on. I started rubbing her legs and working up til I got to her knee and she opened her eyes and said where you going and laughed. She sid your still too young for that. And set up and pulled her gown down.’

About a week later the same thing happened except she didnt have p****** on when I looked up her gown while massaging her feet. This time I didnt wait long and woorked my way up and was soon up above her knees and rubbing closer to her p****. She reached down and stopped me and set up and said doo you reaally wanna do this and I said I never wanted anything more. She told me it was wrong in the public eyes but if we did anyting it had to stay in this house, I told her I knew that and she said are you sure you wanna do this. I again said yes. She took my hand and led me to her room and I became a man that night. WE became husband and wife at night and Aunt and nephew the rest of the time. She taught me everything and I still love her today for it and if my wife knew she would thank her for making me the man I am.

At 18 I entered the Army and my Aunt met a guy and was married when I came home. We were lovers for over 2 years and no one ever knew or suspected. I love you so much Aunt Jean