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My Strange Aunt by SONIA
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Author's note:
All my stories are written primarily for my own pleasure and allow me to
live out some of my dreams and fantasies. Many of my stories, this one
included, are far from reality but if only ............
Chapter 1 My Aunt
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Aunt Sophie was an eccentric person. She lived in a beautiful house with
huge wooded gardens so that you could not see the house from the road and
there was no one living close by.
I never really knew too much about her. My parents always said that I
should be nice to her as she had had a sad life but never really
elaborated on that. I knew her husband had been killed in a car crash,
but only by overhearing part of a conversation, and I knew she had lots
of money.
Each year I used to go to Aunt Sophie's for 2 weeks and loved every
minute of it. We lived in the suburbs of a city and the freedom at Aunt
Sophie's was wonderful. She always made a big fuss of me and we grew very
close.
Aunt Sophie was always talking about my cousin, Sue, but it never seemed
to coincide that she was at home when I visited. I hadn't seen Sue for
years. Aunt Sophie was always telling me what great adventure Sue was up
to at my visit and how she was doing at college and the like.
Aunt Sophie was a superb seamstress and always had a beautiful dress in
the process of being made when I was there and often in the evening I
would sit and watch her as she worked away on the gown for some fantastic
event or the other. The gowns were always a bit over the top with full
skirts and in-built petticoats and my Aunt assured me that Sue attended
lots of formal balls and had to have a new dress for each occasion.
As I watched her sewing on some wonderful gown or the other I longed to
be able to wear it myself. For as long as I could remember I had loved
cross dressing and these gowns were my ultimate dream but, alas, the
opportunity never arose.
Whether Sue knew I loved nothing better than slipping on a pair of
panties or not I never found out but whenever i was visiting she always
kept her door locked so I could not get into her room, so instead I had
to bring my own clothes with me. When Aunt had her afternoon rest I went
out into her grounds to her summerhouse and slipped on a pretty bra and
panty set and a skirt and jumper and played in the grounds like that. Her
grounds were big enough that I did not think I could be seen from the
house and loved every minute of my sessions.
For a cross dresser, my Aunt seemed to be able to make my life very
happy. It always seemed to be that at least once during my visit we had
to go shopping as Sue need something. On these occasions she drove me to
the nearby big town and we scurried around the shops to find exactly what
Sue needed. The best was when she needed some lingerie as I was then
taken into the world of feminine finery in a way I never could on my own.
I remember as a 16 year old being taken to one lingerie department while
Aunt Sophie was shown the most sexy satin lingerie and she ended up
buying the most beautiful matching set of bra, panties, suspender belt
and waist slip in a the most fabulous pale yellow satin with ivory lace
trim. I dreamt about that lingerie for years.
My trips changed when I went to college and came to Aunt Sophie for
shorter times but slightly more often. I still spent time cross dressing
using her summer house to change in. My dressing had changed as I grew
older and now included stockings and sexier clothes and I hid a selection
in the summer house to save having to bring it each time.
In all my years going to my Aunts I was never caught and I don't think
she had any hint of what I did. I was always very careful.
My father had died when I was young and when I started college my mother
announced she was re-marrying and moving up north. I was in digs at
college and so I stayed where I was and as my mother and I were not very
close I either stayed in the digs at holiday times or went to my Aunts.
When visiting my Aunt she seemed to want to go shopping more often and
started asking my advice on what to buy for Sue and this even included
buying her lingerie. I found it hard not putting my personal preferences
across but it seemed that Sue's tastes and mine were very similar.
Chapter 2 - Sad News
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In my final year at college I went to see my Aunt and was shocked to see
her so frail. She tried to dismiss the difference but when I persevered
she told me she was ill but the doctors were very good and I was not to
worry.
Just before my final exams I had a phone call from a solicitor asking me
to make an appointment to see him. When I went there I learnt my Aunt had
sadly died.
I turned up at the solicitors thinking at long last I was going to meet
up with Sue again. The solicitor invited me into his office and I found I
was on my own. We sat down and he started to talk.
The solicitor told me that I was my Aunt's only heir and she had left
everything to me - I was totally amazed.
"What about Aunt's daughter, Sue - doesn't she inherit?"
The solicitor looked at me with an odd expression and said, "Your Aunt's
only child, Susan, was killed in the same car crash that killed her
husband. Didn't you know?"
I was so shocked I could not take everything in. Although there were
formalities to be done the solicitor handed me the key to my Aunt's house
and told me that an allowance from her money would be paid to me until
matters were settled. As I got up to leave he handed me a letter which
was in my Aunt's hand writing and had written on the outside 'To be
opened in private after my death'.
I pocketed the letter and went back to my digs. I opened a bottle of wine
and carefully opened the letter. Inside was several sheets of paper and a
key.
I read the letter.
'My Dear Nephew, Jason
By now you will know that sadly Sue died with my husband. I never got
over that loss and making clothes and talking about her was the way I
coped. I am sorry to have lied to you. You have been such a comfort to me
over the years.
I always knew that you were different to most boys I knew and I am sure
that at least part of the reason for your caring nature was the way you
experienced the female side of your persona when staying with me and
dressing as a girl.'
I was stunned - she had known about my cross dressing.
'I am sure you thought you were very discreet but I got out of bed one
afternoon to open the window and saw you leaving the Summer House wearing
a pretty skirt and blouse. I soon realised that you went there every
afternoon when I had a rest and I found your hidden clothes. I didn't
mind if it helped you cope with life.
Early on the clothes I made and bought were bought as if Sue was still
with me. I found pretending to buy her clothes made me feel she was still
alive. When I found out your secret I bought saying they were for Sue but
thinking I would give them to you. Each time I vowed to find the chance
to let on I knew but each time the right time never happened so alas I
never had the joy of sharing your female side directly with you.
The key is for Sue's old room. I hope you enjoy the contents as much as I
think you will.
Have a wonderful life.
Love
Aunt Sophie.'
Chapter 3 - My New House
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The next day I drove to 'my new house' - I could not believe it. It felt
odd walking into the empty house and I wondered whether I could really
stay there. I went up to Sue's room and with a beating heart opened the
door.
In all my life I have never seen a room with so much satin, lace and
frills.
My aunt had clearly understood me so well as laid out on a bed with a
note addressed to me was the most beautiful outfit. The dress was a ball
gown in gold with short puffy sleeves, a fitted bodice with delicate
embroidery and sequins and then a very full skirt of ankle length formed
in several tiers with a ruffle detail on each tier. Beside the dress was
the set of lingerie I had dreamt about for years consisting of a full
cupped bra, full panties, and suspender belt in the most fabulous pale
yellow satin with ivory lace trim. The matching waist slip was not there
but in its place was the fullest, multi layered chiffon petticoat I had
ever seen. There was also a pair of silk seamed stockings and a pair of
gold shoes that I saw were in my size.
I stared for ages at the outfit and finally picked up the note and read
it.
'Darling Jason,
As I write this I know I am not going to be with you for long so I have
selected an outfit which I think you will love. In the box you will find
a wig which will finish the outfit well. I know you have your hair longer
than normal but this outfit deserves the hair to go with it.
I hope you have a wonderful life and maybe in time find someone to know
how special you are and to share your life.
Love
Aunt Sophie.'
I opened the box and found the most gorgeous blond wig with waves of
shoulder length hair.
Slowly with tears in my eyes I undressed and then put on my new lingerie,
eased the stockings up my legs and slipped on the shoes. Next I sat at
the dressing table and found a full array of makeup in the drawers so I
applied powder, rouge, eye liner and lipstick. Again I almost cried when
I sprayed perfume on myself and realised it was the scent Aunt Sophie had
used.
I had never had a wig before and it took a while to get it into place but
when I had finally hidden all my own hair and looked at myself I was
amazed - surely this was the true me.
My hands shook when I stepped into the huge petticoat and eased it up to
my waist and tied the drawstring into place. The feeling of this around
me was just the most amazing thing I had ever felt. I unzipped the dress
and slipped it over my head letting the skirts cascade around me. I did
the zipper up with some difficulty and then arranged the skirt over my
petticoat. As I walked over to the mirror the skirts swirling around me
and rustled in the most sexy way. I had never felt happier.
I twisted and turned in front of the mirror and admired myself. This was
utter bliss!
It was a lovely day and I just knew I had to go into the garden and so
set off downstairs. The skirt was so wide that I had to ease it through
the doorway and take great care going down the stairs but finally I
reached the back door and unlocked it and opened it before passing out
onto the patio. I felt like the most pretty woman in the world as I
walked across the patio and set off into the garden.
I was in a world all of my own as I walked along enjoying the feel of the
wonderful clothes when suddenly to my horror I heard a wolf whistle.
"Are you not the most beautiful person in the world."
I froze and then with a feeling of utter panic I slowly turned and saw
Tony, my Aunts' handyman gardener standing there grinning at me. Tony was
about 5 years older than me, sandy tousled hair and a smile that lit up
his face.
"Jason is that really you?"
What could I say. I was in a state of panic and all I could do was nod.
What happened next was so unexpected. Tony said, "I have seen you in the
garden for years and think you look so much prettier as a girl than your
normal self but today you look like the most beautiful person I have ever
seen."
Not only had my Aunt seen me but so had Tony!
Tony came across to me and leant across and before I knew what was
happening he gave me a kiss. I did not back away and when he took my hand
I held his in return and slowly he guided me across the garden back
towards the house.
As he opened the door for me and guided me inside I thought that today
really was the start of my new life.
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