Aunt Megan Part seven Homeward bound
I woke up curled around Megan's naked form. Her slow breathing telling me she was still asleep. I carefully extracted myself from her and admired her naked form again. I went to the toilet and cleaned up. Putting on a pair of jocks and a t-shirt I went out to the kitchen to put the kettle on and perhaps think about making some breakfast. As I walked around the corner, I nearly jumped out of my skin. There was Dad sitting at the table drinking a cup of coffee.“Jesus, Dad! You scared the shit...