With her body suddenly tingling all over; as it always did whenever she thought of or looked at Petra, Claudia had to fight with all her might to keep her hands off herself. She then shifted her gaze to her nephew.
Oh my! What a marvelous specimen of young manhood.
Kurt Schulze stood just over six feet tall. He was very lean, toned and trim; almost bordering on wiry with his shaggy sandy blonde hair hanging down over his ears to near the base of his neck. His legs were long and rather hairy, his waist was slim, his tummy and torso were ripped and flat, his shoulders were broad, and his arms were clad with muscle. He had a granite jaw, high cheek bones and deeply set glacier blue eyes. All the best parts of his beautiful mother and his worthless, albeit, extremely handsome father. With her eyes already carnally devouring him, Claudia let them fall to between his legs which were bouncing rather nervously up and down.
Oh Kurt, what wonderful delight is hidden in those red shorts?
The bulge looked substantial and surprisingly, made Claudia blush. Now feeling her loins ache and moisten, she shifted her gaze to beautiful little Mia.
Standing only 5’5″, Mia reminded Claudia of a priceless porcelain china doll. She was just that picturesque and precious. Like her mother, Mia Schulze possessed that immaculate alabaster skin, those sparkling sapphire blue eyes, the radiant and pearly white smile and of course, the gorgeous maim of soft and silky blonde hair that draped mystically over her shoulders. Only hers was a delightful shade of honey-blonde; not the stunning platinum blonde of her mother. Mia’s face was round, soft and angelic with great big dimples, a darling button nose and plump, pouty lips. A buxom young figure with her mother’s curvaceous hips, a delectable cupcake butt and two perky albeit voluptuous breasts that rivaled her mother’s in size. An innocent angel of propriety trapped in the body of a pernicious goddess of sexuality. Though today was her eighteenth birthday, she looked so much younger.
Kurt was flipping through the channels so quickly that it was difficult to get a sense of what the subject or context of any of the programming was. Suddenly, he stopped! His focus was caught intently on this particular program and for good reason. Two very anatomically correct mannequins; one male and one female, were being put into very compromising positions of sexuality by a man and a woman, both in white lab coats. Once they had them positioned, the man began to speak.
Kurt and Mia were both watching and listening very attentively. And as the program continued, it became clear that it was all about sexual education and both the male and female mannequins, which were being used as visual aids, were repositioned frequently into many other compromising positions as the lecture went on.
“Kurt will you please change the channel,” Petra finally said; breaking a very long period of rather awkward silence. “I really don’t think this is an appropriate program for us to be watching.”