Auntie put the paddle ball paddle and the bath brush down on the bed and smoothed her short skirt over her bottom as she sat down.
The boy moved to her right side. He could see the tops of her breasts that were bared by her low cut blouse. He wished that he could nuzzle them, burying his face in her cleavage.
“Over my lap, honey” Auntie told him, as she hiked up her skirt, baring her thighs. He could see that she was wearing black lace panties. The boy lay