The Gift. Part 2

   Hi Everyone
 As promised here is the conclusion of my latest little story. It is rather sexy for an Andy and Aunt Jane story and I hope you like it.
XX
Andy
PS
  Just to add a little bit more, I have included at the end of this story, the small bits of inspiration I used to help create this little tale.





There was a moment’s pause, Jane could see her nephew suddenly in thought. He glanced to Annie. “I….I have another gift for you.”
 


Annie shifted in her seat, her hand gently reaching to touch the youth’s arm. “Are you sure?”
  The boy, the beautiful boy paused once more in thought, his breath deep and calming. Softly he nodded. “Yes.”
   Smiling, Annie dipped into her tiny bag to produce her phone. A few taps and swipes and it was returned to its sequined home.
  Jane frowned and smiled. Her head tilted in intrigued suspicion, watching her nephew’s fingers play nervously together, his eyes lowered as if in expectation.  Softly the light on Jane’s phone glowed. At first she ignored it, her nephew’s sudden shift in behaviour her only interest and concern, but then she noticed the caller name, Annie.
   A glance at her friend confirmed her requirement to answer.
  With a swipe of her forever immaculately painted finger tips, the screen changed. Jane raised one quizzical brow.
UPDATING PAIRING DEVICE.
“Aunt Jane?” Andy said, his voice a slight tremble, drawing his Aunt’s attention from the screen. “When….” Another deep breath, his fingers turning the napkin, his eyes lowered in thought, as if districted by something. “When, when Aunty Annie told me what you wanted for your Birthday, I was a little frightened….”   He gave a little chuckle. “Little is maybe an understatement. I was scared. To be in public as…..”.
    Jane’s eye widened, “Oh my darling please forgive me, oh please don’t imagine I wanted to push you into….”
   “But then Aunty Annie explained. She told me how you thought and …. Well…. how you knew how I felt, what I felt, what I never really understood about myself……what I am trying to say….badly…is that I have never felt like this before. I understand, I am not….I thought you wanted me to become a Girl, but now I understand and that’s OK. You do not want me to be a girl….you want me to be me and I want to be beautiful for you and  I feel…I feel so happy and…..”
    Suddenly, for what to Jane appeared to be no reason at all, Andy’s face tensed, his nostrils flared, eyes closed tight , his neatly arched brows kitted in concentration, he swallowed hard, his chest and shoulders rising with a deeply draw breath which, in turn , was exhaled through wetly pursed lips. It was a moment, a brief moment that lasted but seconds and as it passed Jane noticed a change, a faint yet clear private smile turn the corner of his glossed lips.
  She also noticed the screen had once more changed, a never before seen App appearing. It’s title screen pulsating slowly, like a heartbeat, before dissolving into white lettering on a pale blue background.
HUSH DEVICE PAIRED.  
Andy invites you to take control. 
ACCEPT/REFUSE.
  Now Jane took a breath, it struck her and made her heart race and stomach flutter with a thousand butterfly wings.
 Looking up from the screen, she took a moment to gaze at her beloved “nephew”. Eyes lowered as if in embarrassment and uncertainty, as if maybe he now doubted his actions. Jane smiled, he was all she ever dreamt he would be. More beautiful and sweet and feminine as she had ever dared to imagine he could be and now, now he was so much more
    As she moved a finger to the screen she noticed his eyes flicker behind his long lashes as another deep calming breath passed his lips. She paused, not in uncertainty, the invitation was clear and one she would happily accept, but in reverence at the moment.
  With eyes focused only on her nephew’s face, she tapped the screen. No fanfare broke the air, no fireworks filled the room, just white lettering on a pale blue background.
       HAVE FUN
  For what seemed like an eternity the group fell silent, it was as if the entire restaurant had vanished, even the polite waiter, returning seemed to fade away and it was only as Andy shifted slightly on his seat, eyes still lowered, pretty painted finger tips nervously entwined that Jane spoke, whispered.
  “Are you alright darling?”
   He nodded.
  “What is it like?”
   He swallowed and paused, waiting for a moment of calm before speaking. “Tingly”
   “Is it nice?”
   A smile and a nod.
     Jane and Annie looked at each other and smiled, exchanging a secret look which only lovers understood. It was as if there was a new person beside them. The tiny hidden gem, nestling inside him, unlocking a new heat, a new sexuality that radiated from within, bathing the young man in a cloak of almost liquid femininity.
  However after a few minutes, during which the attentive and clearly smitten young waiter hovered about their table, asking both Jane and Annie if everything was ok, she noticed Andy’s still distracted thoughts. His eyes were once more lowered, he swallowed hard as his chest rose and fell in regular deep breath.
  Again she asked. This time the reply was an unconvincing nod and one that prompted Jane to take up his hand in hers. Again she asked and again a nod, this time punctuated by a squeeze of her hand.
“Andrew?” Jane shifted, squeezed his hand “Is it too much?”
Andy swallowed, his shoulders, flawless and tanned, exposed by the clinging Latex dress rising and falling with each new deeply drawn breath.
  “Andrew”, Jane’s tone was soft and loving, but concerned, “don’t worry, it’s ok if it to much?”
    A nod, a silent and apologetic nod .
  “Yes, I think it is a little too much too soon don’t you darling?”
   “I’m sorry Aunty, it is just so tingly”. For a brief moment Jane paused, her nephew’s voice, conveying all the new emotions rippling through his every nerve, now seemed softer and sweeter than ever before.
   “That’s ok darling, don’t worry, It was so very sweet of you.”  Jane reached for the phone, opening it with a delicate swipe to reveal a baseline ball bouncing slightly across the App’s lower screen. She glanced up at Annie, the question of how to close it down silently asked.
  “Aunt Jane?” Andys voice was pinched and gasped.
  “It’s Ok darling, won’t be a minute,” his Aunt replied, her voice broken in concentration. “ I…I just can’t seem to get the App to ….to work.”
   Now Annie took up Andy’s hand, a gentle squeeze. “I am sorry I did not think. I should have realised you would have been so very sensitive. Just try to relax darling, breath. Jane will turn it off.”
  Andy’s deep breath came in a soft laugh, “It’s like its going everywhere from my toes to my nose…It’s like….Oh my Gosh!…Oh my golly Gosh….Oh my…”..
  Annie felt her hand squeezed as he blew a long calming breath and fought to concentrate his thoughts on anything but the insistent, tickling tingling inside, to calm the feelings welling inside, his pretty face, a mask, desperate not reveal to the entire restaurant the glow of uncontrolled pleasure that was beginning to flow within him, but it was a feeling so new, so warm and beautiful there was nothing Andy, nor his Aunt, could do to deny it and as they watched, his exposed skin began to glisten with  a fine moisture, a sweat, a glow from within, making his entire body radiate sensual feminine heat.
  Helpless to control the app, which sat still and silent on her phone, Jane now directed her entire self to her nephew’s growing sensuality.
  “I think we need to leave darling”, she whispered.
But it was clear there was no way Andy could do so, the vibrations within him now making casual movement, especially on dagger-like heels near impossible. This was going happen and it was going to happen right there.
   Oh she had seen his pleasure before in public, seen his lips part, eyes roll and body tremble before, often under her touch but occasionally, such as that hot night in India, under another’s. That night she had watched as they had surrounded him, drawing him away from her hand, witnessed them smother him, consume him, melt and flow over him in a sensual dance of desire, his body, young and slim, worshipped and transformed, dusted and glistened with powdered spice. A plaything, enveloped in liquid desire, his body an instrument of pleasure, glazed in sweet sticky syrups obeying every touch, every stroke, and every instruction. She watched him writhing beneath their control until without protest she too was drawn into the dance.
  However this was new, this was intimate, and this was not of her hand nor others, Andy was in the hands of the Gods, their plaything and puppet and as his breath began to catch in short sharp pants, punctuated by helplessly half stifled gasps. Jane knew the Gods would not be denied their pleasure. However they would also not be rushed and as the waves of pleasure rose and fell within him his passion was clear for all to see. His eyes fluttered, lips pressed and parted, head rolled as he fought to contain the rising rush of desire.
 “Please”, Jane heard him gasp, “Please oh please. Oh please let me cum”
But what was she to do, what could she do, the gods were toying with her as much as with him.
 Three times she saw his face tighten, cheeks, lips eyes and brows drawn, three times the wave rose, holding him at the edge,  but each time it did not break, each time a panted, blown breath the only release. In her way Jane felt as helpless as he, she could not reach out in public, not press her fingers to him and draw the desire from him as she had done before. She could do nothing but watch, watch and secretly enjoy.
 However, after long minutes of sensual torment the moment finally came and when it did nothing could prevent it and as the rush of sexual release began to rise in his chest and flow upward to his beautiful face, Andy wriggled his hand free from Annie’s warm embrace and placing it across his mouth, desperately struggled to stifle the growing gasps of shock that punctuated his approaching release.
  Then, with a squeeze of Jane’s hand and a clearly audible moan, the final seal broke and in an instant, like some uncontrolled electrical current, an almost tangible pleasure began to ripple and flow through his Latex clad body.
  However this was not the comedic over blown moment like you see in the movies, this was no Harry met Sally, this was honest and beautiful and as his eyes welled, sparkling with diamond tears of pleasure, they sought out the face of his beloved Aunt, the woman who had led him and guided him over months and years to this sensual deliverance and to whom, with a look of pure love, he gifted every unchecked, undiluted feeling and emotion coursing through his body .
    For what seemed like a lifetime, both Jane and Annie remained silent as they watched Andy ride the settling currents of his pleasure, eyes closed, he rose and fell with the rolling waves. Slowly calming, his breath deepening, relaxing and centring, his grip on Jane’s offered hand lessoning to a soft caress.
  As Andy’s glistening wet eyes opened, they remained momentarily lowered before flickering with embarrassment between the two ladies. He then drew a deep deep breath and gave a laugh, a soft warm giggle of  pure delight which with ease quickly spread between the three of them.
 “Well that was intense”, Jane whispered lightly, “I think a little more planning next time don’t you?”
  It was Annie who, with a nervous glance, dared to look about the busy room and, to her astonishment, found not one eye was upon them, not one head was turned. She looked questioningly to Jane. Could all they had just witnessed have been contained within their own bubble, was it possible that only they had seen all that the young beauty had displayed and revealed?
  However Jane did not reply, for she had now noticed Andy shifting in his seat, his eyes again lowered, breath once more catching as a softly whispered sigh passed his glossed lips.
   Now Jane’s screen glowed again, revealing white letters on a pale blue background . With uncertain eyes she looked to her friend and turned the device toward her.
PATTERN 2… HAVE FUN
And a moment later the baseline began to rise.

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Thank you for reading
XX
Andy



As promised, here is my inspiration

This was the image I had on screen when writing, I am usually inspired by an image and this is of course the awesome Katy Perry

Just in case you can't believe A pair of Vinyl Pants can cost so much. Welcome to Balmain

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See they discounted these, now only £1,125.00

and finally,
I have one of these and enjoy the full remote experience with my beautiful Lady and like Andy the first time I had it in and on I could not concentrate or think straight. Amazing feeling
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