Aunt Jane came to fuck
I had been married to my wife for six years. From day one, everyone went to her aunt Wilma’s house to hang out, grab a drink, play cards and in general just chill out. It was where I could go for a good game of poker, as she was 67 years old and retired. I never thought anything freaky about her because she was so cool. One night, a Friday, I was at Wilma’s and we had played cards a couple hours and we had downed a few drinks. It was about 10 p.m., the news was coming on and...