When I was shorter, we would always go to my uncles house for Christmas. His house had 4 floors, Main, upstairs, first lower basement(laundry), second lowerb basement(bar and entertainment area). My sister and my cousin slept upstairs in my cousins room and I was always regulated to the second basement couch. One night I could hear my aunt and uncle fighting pretty loud. My uncle stormed out of the house after a bit of screaming, and almost immediately my aunt headed towards downstairs... Let me quickly describe my aunt. She would have been around 35-40ish at the time. Short blonde hair(80s curled like Jennifer Grey but a little shorter) about 5'5 skinny I'd guess 110 to 125 lbs. And about a decent C size bust.

...She went right to the bar poured a shot of something slammed it and then drained another. I'm assuming she forgot I was there as she flung herself onto the couch beside me in the dark almost onto of my feet. She let out a little surprised breath when she realized I was there and just stared at me for a minute. (I'm squinting trying to see) she got up went back to the bar had another drink and turned on the lights on the bar. There was just enough light to see across the room now as I watched her do that under the shirt thing women can do and removed her bra without undoing her shirt. She walked back to the couch with the bottle and sat down much slower this time while lifting the blanket and putting my feet on top of her lap. Grabbing the remote for the TV she put on Much Music(for those nostalgia people) and turned up the music. She put her head back on the couch and stretched out closing her eyes and I watched her chest stick straight out while her nipples and I started to harden. She occasionally lifted the bottle for a few more sips without opening her eyes. Eventually she started to slowly grate her hips. At this point I am rock hard and I'm not sure if it was a moan or a whimper that I couldn't hold back anymore but it slipped passed my lips and I immediately went back to pretending to sleep squeezing my eyes closed tight. When I Eventually had enough courage to try and squint again she had opened all the buttons on her blouse and the magnificent sight of her side boob almost made me blow right then. Her head was laid back again and her hip gyrations were becoming more and more pronounced as I silently begged her shirt to slip open as she moved. She reached down and grabbed the bottle and when she put it back down her arm snagged her open shirt and I couldn't take my eyes off her tits that were now shining in the televisions glow. I have no idea how long I was staring but by the time I realized I was no longer squinting and my eyes were about as wide as they could get, I saw her smiling right at me. No matter how old I get I will always be able to picture and hear this next part perfectly in my head. There was a moment of terror at getting caught staring, and i heard her say "Hi, let me show you a few things" She took her blouse Completely off and leaned over my legs and proceeded to teach and show me things I hadn't experienced yet.