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Subject: {ASSM} Adaptation: Billy and Aunt Karen - 1
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             Adaptation: The Delights of Aunt Karen - Part I 

At the Restaurant  
 
It was mid-afternoon, which gave Billy a few hours to get ready for
the evening and the two weeks to come. In thanks for everything, Carl
and Karen Stone had been invited to dinner with his parents, and of
course, he was invited, too.
 
He knew they were going to a very fancy restaurant, which also meant
dressing up appropriately. He thought about what to wear, and then
imagined what his Aunt Karen would be wearing. She had such an
attractive body, shapely legs, pointed breasts and a narrow waist. For
the longest time, he had a fantasy of seeing her wearing only her
stockings and lingerie, but he never had.
 
He laid there, imaging what it would be like to run his eyes, much
less his hands, up her leg, over the dark tops of her nylons, and up
the garter straps to the lower curve of her crotch... She was so
pretty and had such a nice shapely figure that would feel so good to
run his hand up and down. Slowly, he made his way back to the present.
He and his parents were meeting the Stones at the restaurant at 7 pm
and he still had to pack his things.
 
 
As they pulled up to front doors, the valet took the car around back. 
Billy tightened his tie as he made his way through the doors. The 
hostess lead them to the table, where they greeted his aunt and uncle.
 
Aunt Karen was sitting across from him. She was wearing a blue
dress that she reserved for 'going out'. Her hair was done-up, and she
was wearing a silver necklace. She looked very sexy; he had always
been especially turned on when he saw she had her hair done up.
 
Soon, the adults were drinking and eating appetizers as they waited
for dinner to arrive. When Karen had finished her finger food, she
excused
herself and got up to go the ladies room. As she walked around the
table, he looked out the corner of his eye and noticed that her legs
were covered in dark nylon. He ran his eyes up her legs, to the back
of her cocktail dress as she walked away.
 
Her dress fit her perfectly, straps around the shoulders, snug around
the waist and flowed loosely over her hips and down to her knees. With
a sudden excitement he couldn't help wondering... wondering if she was
wearing what he always dreamed about - dark nylon stockings, garter
belt, brassiere and matching panties that made a complete set.
  
He could feel his heart beating faster and deeper as he imagined this.
But the thought was broken when his uncle asked him a question. As he
began a conversation with him, dinner arrived, and Karen made her way
back to the table. She sat down quickly and he couldn't catch another
look at her legs.
 
 
The black lace moving over her body as she raised her dress. He
ran his eyes over her legs, up over the dark tops of her nylons, and
over her thighs...

  "Would you like freshly ground pepper, young man?",
asked the waiter.
  He could not get the image out of his mind. He could
feel himself getting excited. She was just sitting across the table
from him - no more than three feet, if only he could find out. The
desire to know if she was wearing lacy lingerie with her stockings was
intense. He didn't hear the waiter until asked again for fresh pepper.
 
"Oh, yes", he replied, "Thank you." The look on his face was blank for
a minute as he day dreamed his fantasy. If only his parents were not
sitting on either side of him, he could reach down with his hand,
under the table, and feel the straps running up her thigh. But no, he
had to sit there, and squirm in his seat, with only his thoughts.
 
Dinner felt like it was lasting forever. The thought of seeing
dark-topped thigh high nylons held up by a garter belt overwhelmed
him. That was his most favorite part - the dark top bands around the
thighs - just thinking about it made him want to grab on and squeeze
tightly.
 As dinner came to end his aunt and uncle said their goodbyes to his
parents and arranged to drive him back to their house.
 
As they left the building, the cold night air surprised him. He didn't
expect it to be so cold that time of year. He looked over at his Aunt
Karen as she was throwing her cardigan over her shoulders. He thought
he could see the slight shadow of her nipples through her dress. His
uncle put his arm around her and made their way to the waiting car.
Billy was quick to open the door for her. He tried to get a good
glimpse of nylon over her thigh, just to get a peek of what was
underneath, but she sat down too quickly for him.
  They tossed his luggage in the trunk and he got in the back seat,
and the car pulled out of the parking lot. He looked over the seat at
her hair and her breasts as they continued to drive along, talking
about how good the dinner was. They parked outside of the Stone house,
and she showed him in his uncle offered to carry his things.
 
Later, upstairs, her bedroom room lights were on low. He had heard
Aunt Karen when she came up the steps. He pretended to be going into
the bathroom soon after she went into her bedroom. She closed the
door, but it failed to shut tightly and there was a crack of several
inches between the door and the frame. From the hallway shadows, he
watched her as she entered, re-emerged from the closet and walked out
in front of him unaware of his presence. He stepped back but kept
looking.  She gave him a little start as she moved towards him, but
then sat on her dressing table bench, facing mostly away from him.
 
Her dress barely covered her thighs now. She started to rub her neck,
causing her breasts to thrust out. He was getting really excited, and
watched her back. His heart was beating heavily. She took her hands,
and placed them on her knees, feeling the nylon on her legs, so silky,
so smooth.
 
He loved the feeling as he watched her run her hands down to her
ankles and high heels. So smooth, so erotic, so sexy. She adjusted one
of her pumps but did not remove it. He was so aroused now. She moved
her hands back to her knees. She was examining herself in the mirror. 
She took off the belt to her dress and ran her hands over her chest
and bare shoulders. Then she moved her hands upwards, behind her back
and unzipped her dress. He could see the black strap of her brassiere
against her body as the garment fell open.
 
She lowered the thin straps off her shoulders and the dress top fell
to her waist revealing the full expanse of her strapless black bra.
His breathing became very deep; the view of the lacy bra cups in the
mirror in front of the lovely woman was hypnotizing. He felt this
warm, tingly feeling.  As he imagined it was he who was  controlling
her actions, his hands moved down around his own thighs.
 
Aunt Karen stood up and in one quick motion dropped the dress to her
ankles and stepped out of it. He let out a noise of amazement. She ran
her hand up the garter, to where it attached to the belt. The silky
look of the lingerie made him so crazy. He had never felt this way
before. As she carried her dress to the closet he had to take a look.
 
He saw something he had only dreamed of seeing. His Aunt Karen was
standing in high-heeled pumps and nylon stockings ...taut nylon with
nearly black top bands tightly hugging her thighs. He moved his eyes
up, to the garter belt and the lacy little brassiere covering her
breasts. She was wearing skimpy black panties over the garter belt
which flowed down to the stockings. His ran his eyes over her again
and again.
 
She began to move more, and the stockings squeezed her tightly forcing
the texture of the dark nylon tops into her skin. He could now see the
contrast against her naked thighs. His mind and body were in another
world. His visions of the lovely lingerie clad woman fanned the heat
of passion in his young body as she quietly moved out of view.
 He walked to the guest room, and laid his head down softly on the
pillows of the bed. Tonight, this first night of his stay, his dreams
of fantasy, had come to life....as he faded off to sleep his mind
raced with ideas concerning this attractive aunt.
 
The Ties that Bind 
	 
His Aunt Karen was attractive, somewhat independent and ran a
household with the efficiency of a military officer. Billy had just
turned thirteen, although he still looked more like nine or ten at the
time he spent two weeks with Aunt Karen while his mom went with his
dad on a business trip. His two older cousins were busy teenagers -
more away than home, and she could use the company, or so his uncle
had reasoned.
 
His aunt had a very pretty face, a very good figure with pointy
breasts and nice legs. And, Billy had a huge crush on her which he did
his best to keep hidden. One of the things about the times was that
people dressed up.
 
Karen Stone was no exception. She often worked around the house in a
dress and even heels. That's just the way it was. Casual was something
people wore to work in the yard. And Karen didn't go out, even
shopping, without dressing up. When women came home they also didn't
change immediately into more casual clothes. They often kept on what
they were wearing. Also, women wore traditional nylon stockings with
garter belts or a girdle. So, when Aunt Karen would come home from
shopping or running her errands, she might kick off her
heels but wouldn't necessarily change clothes. Her nylon stockings
with the darker reinforced toe just made her legs look sexier.
 
On one of those first days when Billy was staying with his Aunt, she
had gotten home around 4:30pm from her last errand. Her husband, Uncle
Carl, was a dentist and was out for the evening at some medical dinner
so they were alone for the evening.  As usual Karen had just kicked
her shoes off and remained dressed as she had been for her shopping.
She was wearing a one piece solid blue dress that showed off her
figure very well, had a belt around the waist, and a tailored skirt
that was just knee length and taupe colored nylon stockings. They ate
an early dinner and then Billy went to his room to read comic books.
Mostly he liked adventure stories.  What he really liked was when he
could sneak a peak at one of the steamy covered pulp fiction magazines
at the barber shop or drug store.
 
Although Billy had some fantasies about what Aunt Karen would look
like in various provocative situations, he never in his wildest
imagination thought it would happen in his presence. Billy didn't know
if Aunt Karen was bored or thought that since she was alone with him
for the evening
that she needed to entertain him but she stuck her head in his door
and asked, "Billy, want to play a game or something?"
 
Wondering what game she had in mind Billy said, "Sure".  Billy asked
her what she wanted to play, figuring that she wanted to play cards or
something. She said she didn't know and asked what kind of games
he usually played. Billy said he usually just fooled around with his
friends or played marbles or catch...and sometimes 'adventure story'.
  
She said, "My, those all sound like outdoor games... but what about
'adventure story'? It sounds like something we could play inside."
 
She then asked how to play. It had been some time since she had really
seen him and maybe she still related to him as being nine or ten years
old.  Anyway, Billy told her there wasn't any one way to play. They
would usually just make up some story that had something to do with
cops and robbers, or something and then act it out. Sometimes they
acted out some comic book they had read.  Aunt Karen then said "Well,
let's see what kind of story we can make up".
  
Now, Billy had never thought of devising a way to get Aunt Karen in
some provocative situation. But, he was also not totally unprepared
when
it came to thinking up ideas for cops and robbers resulted in the
neighbor girls getting 'taken hostage'. So, Billy calmed his nerves,
feigned his best boyish charm and said that he could be a robber who
had been watching the neighborhood trying to decide which house to
rob.
 
Aunt Karen, smiling at his inventivenss and now a little curious, said
"Okay, and what do I do?"
 
Billy replied, "Well, we could pretend that your husband had to go out
of town on business.  The robber knows your husband is gone and when
he sees you leave for the store one afternoon he decides to go ahead
and break in since he knows no one is home."
  
Aunt Karen, replied, just a little uncertainly, with, "Okay, so I
pretend to leave and you break in, then what?"
 
Billy said, "Well you get half-way to the store and realize that you
forgot your purse and turn around and come back home to get it".
She then said, "And, I catch you here robbing the house...?". 

Billy said, "Yes, then,...er...we just play it out from there". 
Aunt Karen, said, "You mean, we make the rest of the story up as we
go"?

Billy mumbled a non-committal, "Sort of." Of course his inventive
young mine had already begun to imagine how his version of the story
might play out.
					 
Aunt Karen said, "So, I'm going to go outside and wait a few minutes
then pretend to come back home?".
Billy said, "Yes, but remember you don't suspect anything is wrong."
Much to his delight Aunt Karen slipped her navy colored high heels
back on to walk out side. She waited a few minutes then came back into
the
house just like nothing was wrong. She was even mumbling to herself
about being silly and not remembering her purses.
  
She was headed toward her bedroom when she rounded the
corner and there was Billy looking up at her. He had put the standard
bandana mask over his face and had one of his very real looking toy
pistols that was made like a very real .38 automatic.
 The gun looked very real and Aunt Karen came to a sudden stop,
gasped, and said, "Who are you? What are you doing here?" She held
back a smile as she looked down at her cute little nephew, Billy.
  He held the gun up manacingly and said in his best gruff voice, "I'm
a robber and what I'm doing here is robbing your house. And, I want
you to stay still, stay quiet, and I won't have to hurt you".
It sounded like something Billy remembered from a movie.
Aunt Karen acted her part and said, "I can't believe
this is happening. Why don't you just leave while you can?" With that
she actually took a step towards him.
  Billy raised the gun up level with her face and repeated, "I said,
stand still and be quiet. You aren't even supposed to be here. Why are
you back so soon?"
 Aunt Karen said, "I forgot my purse". 
 Billy said,
"I think I found that already".
  Again Aunt Karen made a move towards him saying, "You give that
back."
Keeping the gun raised Billy took a step back and said, "Don't make me
hurt you lady. You do as you're told and you husband will still have a
wife to come home to."

 Billy was actually pretty proud of that line. Aunt Karen said "Okay,
I'll do what you say. Just get what you want and get out of here".
 Billy said, "You are finally getting smart. Now, put your hands up,
turn around and walk to the kitchen." Aunt Karen did as instructed.
Billy was now getting to the part where he was having to swallow hard
and control how nervous he was becoming.
 Billy pulled out a kitchen chair and said, "Sit down!" Aunt Karen did
as instructed. While she had been outside Billy had quickly stashed
some clothes line rope in a kitchen cabinet just in case he got this
far. Aunt Karen was facing the opposite way and couldn't see the
cabinet as Billy opened it and pulled out a length of rope. She was
sitting in the chair with her nylon covered legs together, her high
heels on the floor, and her arms still raised.
 
Standing behind her Billy said, "Put your hands behind the chair."
 With that his lovely aunt lowered her hands and did a half turn in
the chair, looked at him uncertainly and said "You're not going to tie
me up are you?" She had been doing such a good job of role playing up
to this point that Billy didn't know if this was a real question
or not. 
 But, he calmed himself and said "I can't keep an eye on you and
search through the house at the same time so I need to make sure you
stay put".
  Aunt Karen, still looking back at him said, "I'll behave, honest.
You don't need to tie me up".
 Billy said, "I believe you lady, but not enough to bet 10 to 20 years
of my life in prison on. Now turn around and put your hands behind the
chair". At this point Billy thought his heart would pound out of his
chest. His stomach queasy with excitement.  He was sure he had gone
too far and the game would end.
  Then it happened. His beautiful, mature, well-dressed Aunt, Mrs.
Karen Stone, on whom he had such a major crush, turned around in the
chair and put her hands behind it saying in that 'auntly' tone of
voice, "Okay, just this once."
  Then she returned to her role play, "Oh, but please
don't hurt me or anything". 
 Even though Billy was on the verge of shaking with excitement, he
managed to say "I told you lady, I don't want to hurt you. I just want
to finish up and get out of here.  I don't want to have to worry about
you. You do as your told and the worse thing that happens is you're
a little uncomfortable for a while."
  The kitchen chairs had narrow backs so her wrists could actually
meet behind the chair. Trying to control his nerves and keep from
visibly shaking, Billy crossed her wrists and began tying them
together. He made alternating diagonal loops around her crossed wrists
and then put a couple of cinching loops between her wrists to snug up
the ropes crisscrossing her wrists. He still had a few feet of rope
left so he circled this around the chair, her waist, and her bound
wrists several times before tying it off.
  Billy guessed technically he could have quit right then but he
picked up another length of rope and looped it around her upper arms
and the chair back top. Billy tied the rope with about three turns
going below her breasts and a couple above her breasts before tying it
off.
 
Aunt Karen was now pretty well tied to the chair. She twisted a little
bit and said, "Well, er, Mr. Robber, I guess you don't have to worry
about me causing any trouble".
 As Billy was picking up two shorter lengths of rope
he just said, "I told you to keep quiet". He then walked around in
front of her, knelt down, placed her nylon covered ankles together,
and began tying them. Billy knew he must have been flushed totally red
at this point. It felt like his temperature had shot up somewhere near
the boiling point.
 Here he was looking dead on at his aunt's high heels and actually
touching her nylon encased legs as he rapped the rope around her
ankles.
Billy pulled a couple of turns between her ankles to cinch the ropes
around her ankles snug. Then came the big moment. The hem line of her
dress was just barely above her knees. Billy took the last
length of rope and began rapping it around her nylon covered legs just
barely above her knees and right at her hem line which he inched
upwards as he worked.
 Billy was jell-o inside and had to look every bit as nervous and
excited as he was. After wrapping the rope several turns around her
knees he was now faced with the question of cinching it snug or just
tying it off. Billy cinched it. Poking the rope between her legs above
her knees was heaven. The smooth feel of the nylon between her legs
held close together by the ropes was almost more then Billy could
stand. He somehow managed to tie it off without hyperventilating.
 
At this point Billy didn't know what to do. He couldn't stand up
because even at the age of thirteen, Billy still had the biggest
hard-on of his young life and it was impossible to hide. He somehow
managed to quickly scoot and stand at the same time so he was behind
the chair when he finally straightened up.
  Billy adjusted himself as best he could so the bulge in his pants
wasn't quite so obvious. He picked up his toy pistol and said, "Now
just sit there, be quiet, and I'll be out of here real quick."
  Billy quickly walked past Aunt Karen and headed back toward
the bedroom. After he calmed down a little and his heart stopped
pounding, Billy walked back to where he could see the kitchen. Aunt
Karen was testing her bonds to see if she could get loose.  Billy
moved a little closer where he could get more and better glimpses of
Aunt Karen tied to the chair. She was sitting still now. It was like
she realized she wasn't going to get loose and gave up trying.

After about ten minutes Billy returned to the kitchen. He had taken a
pillow case and put some things in it to look like loot from the
house.
 Billy said, "See that wasn't so bad now was it. I'll be leaving and
you're okay." 
 With that Aunt Karen said, "You're not going to leave me here tied-up
like this are you?"
 
As Billy opened up his pillow case he said, "No, not exactly like
this..." Billy pulled out some handkerchiefs and one of her own
scarves. When she saw this Aunt Karen's eyes widened and she said in a
fairly loud voice, "You're not going to gag me?"

 Billy proceeded on with, "Look lady, I can't have you screaming your
head off as soon as I'm out the door. Every house in the neighborhood
would be able to hear you. I might as well untie you and let you call
the police before I leave."
 Aunt Karen was clearly wishing this silly game was over and said, "No
please, I won't make a sound, honest".
 Billy said, "Well I need to make sure that you don't because like I
said earlier, I told you I'm not going to bet going to jail on you
keeping your word. Besides, it shouldn't be that long before someone
finds you".
 Aunt Karen, thinking quickly, said, "No please, my husband is out for
the night.
There won't be anyone to find me." One-upping his aunt's clever
ad-lib, Billy said, "Okay, give me one of your neighbor's phone
numbers and I will call them as soon as I am well away from here."
 Aunt Karen still looked at him pleadingly and said, "No, please let
me go".
  Billy said, "Look, lady, that's the best offer I'm making". He
picked up the gun, pointed it at her face and said, "The other choice
is something more drastic."
 Wondering where her nephew got such ideas, Karen quietly resigned
herself to his insistence and recited the next door neighbor's number.
Billy pretended to write it down and put a piece of paper in his
pocket.
 He then wadded the two handkerchiefs up together and said,
"I promise I'll call. You've been good and I have no reason to wish
you harm." Billy moved the handkerchiefs toward her mouth and she
actually opened up to let him stuff them into her mouth. Billy didn't
know which was the greater turn on, tying her nylon encased legs or
stuffing a gag into her mouth.
  He took the scarf, walked behind her, lowered it down in front of
her face and pulled it between her lips forcing the handkerchiefs into
her mouth. Billy tied over her light brown hair in an overhand knot
and cinched it snug and then secured it with another knot. When he
walked around to pick up his bag, which Billy quickly placed over the
front of his jeans to hide the bulge that had once again formed there,
he noticed that the scarf was deep into her mouth and her cheeks were
bulging around the scarf where it came out of the corners of her
mouth.

Game or not, his Aunt Karen was really tied and gagged. Billy was
surprised that she hadn't questioned why he was really gagging her
when a pretend gag would have worked.
 He pretended to leave but just went outside and positioned himself
where he could watch her through the window. She struggled
some more but again finally gave up and just sat there. What if she
has to pee Billy fantasized, a streak of cruelness in his mind. Billy
was so engrossed by looking at the vision of his bound and gagged
aunt, that he almost forgot the time.
 It had been fifteen minutes since Billy had gone outside.  He quickly
went around to the front of the house and came in pretending to be the
neighbor. Billy called out "Hello, anyone home? I got a call saying I
should come over because someone needed help."
 
Billy knew where Aunt Karen was and was listening but could barely
hear a low 'hhheeeeemmmmmpph'.
 
He was really surprised at how thoroughly he had gagged her. Billy
quickly walked into the kitchen with an, "Oh my goodness! What has
happened here?" He ran over to Aunt Karen. However, unlike in the
movies where the first thing the good guy does when rescuing the girl
is pull the loosely tied scarf down off her mouth, Billy instead began
untying the ropes around her arms. He then untied the ropes around her
waist and wrists. He then began untying the rope around her knees.
 
He relished another chance to feel the nylon covered surface of her
legs. Aunt Karen didn't immediately untie her gag but instead rubbed
her wrists a little then finally reached up to untie her gag.
 By now Billy was working on untying her ankles. As he did, he spread
them apart and sneaked a glance right up her skirt.  He could see her
darker stocking tops, bare thighs and white panties.  He was sure he
would get caught 'peeking', but he saw Aunt Karen was distracted as
she pulled the cloth from between her lips and then worked the two
handkerchiefs out of her mouth. She wadded everything up together and
laid them on the table as Billy removed the final rope from her
ankles. Billy waited for a reaction, fearing a spout of anger.
 
Instead Aunt Karen said, "Thank heavens, you found me. I was afraid I
wouldn't be found for days".
  Billy thought "Okay, she's still role playing". Explaining his long
absence, he said, "I got a rather strange call saying someone next
door needed help and I needed to get over there. I went to the house
on the other side of me first and they didn't know what I was talking
about. I got over here and the door was unlocked so I came in."
 Karen raised her eyebrow a bit, but said, "Well it's a good thing you
did. I've been robbed."
					 
Billy gathered up the ropes, handkerchiefs, and the scarf to go put
them away. He couldn't believe how wet the handkerchiefs were. While
Billy was putting the ropes away in the garage Aunt Karen called out
to him and asked if he wanted a soda.
  Billy said, "Sure, I'd love one". He came back in and Aunt Karen was
standing at the kitchen table, sipping a glass of water and tapping
the toe of her high-heeled pump on the floor. There was a soda for him
on the table by the chair next to her and a plate of cookies on the
table. Billy sat down and took a drink. He couldn't help notice the
marks left by the ropes and the gag.
  Billy was thinking "Wow, I did that. Now I'm in for it for sure."
  Aunt Karen looked at him, suddenly turning stern and asked
if Billy had enjoyed the 'little game'. He again feigned boyishness as
a defense, and said, "Thanks for playing.  That was fun and you did a
really good job of playing your part." Aunt Karen looked at him as if
trying to examine his real intentions.  Billy smiled at her and conned
her by replying that it had been 'so much fun'.
 She let out a sigh, and said, "Well, you did quite a job at making up
what to do and what to say. This has been about as real as I'd ever
want it."  She made it clear that she hadn't expected to be tied up as
tight as she was, but that it had made everything seem more real
because she really couldn't get loose. She then added she had really
been surprised by how little noise she could make through her gag.
 She said that making things more real had actually added to the game
and it had been more 'real' than she had expected. She said that his
toy gun had looked so real that is was almost scary when Billy
threatened to shoot her. Encouraged by this conversation Billy said
that they would have to play again sometime.
 
Billy was relieved (and secretly excited) when Aunt Karen said "Okay,
I guess maybe...we'll see". She then went on, "But let's keep this
game out little secret, okay?"
 She blushed just a little as she spoke.
					 
That night Billy lay in bed and thought excitedly about his adventure
with Aunt Karen.  He began to plan what to do the next time such an
opportunity presented itself - if it ever did.  Slowly he realized
that what he wanted was to see more of his lovely aunt's lingerie
underpinnings.  He wanted to see her squirm...even embarrassed if that
was possible.  The key, it seemed, was to get her gagged early so she
could not protest and he could just feign innocence if she got angry
at him when it was all over.  Any reaction she showed during the
'game' he could say he thought was just her doing a great acting job. 
As he nodded off the sleep Billy thought to himself, "you are a clever
little boy..."

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