After years of flirting, my aunt and I finally got together during the first big family reunion in N

After years of flirting, my aunt and I finally got together during the first big family reunion in New Orleans. Mardi Gras had been crazy and she ended up in my bed, too drunk to make it back to her hotel.

At dawn, she reached over to stroke me awake, and we drifted seamlessly into giggling and kissing and petting and making love. She had nothing on but the set of beads she’d gotten during the parade, and after we climaxed together, I made a big show of removing it, explaining that they were being redeemed for a single fuck - a limited time offer. She had an early flight, so I was left aching for her.

I didn’t see her for two years. I had high hopes as I arrived for the next reunion, but lost track of her at the reception. I was a little dejected when I returned to my hotel room.

There she was, sitting on the bed, her back to me, naked but for the necklaces and an amazing thong. As I counted - 1, 2,3,4 - she cooed, over her shoulder, “Hey, mister, is that offer still good?  I’ve cancelled my flight home, and I have allll these beads I’d like to redeem.”