My Father's Ring

Chapter Three

On the following day, I was still on oxygen, but much more coherent when I heard a knock on my door. A man comes in wearing a three-piece suit and looking in an official capacity. He identified himself as detective Jim Roberts and he had a few questions concerning the fire for their investigation. I said, " I am more than happy to answer any questions that I impossibly can, but my memory is very foggy so don't know how much help I can be, but I am more than happy to try to remember."
He pulls a Camel lighter out of his pocket and asks, " have you ever seen this lighter? " I replied, " of course that was my fathers Camel lighter my mother had given him on their fifth Anniversary. " " the funny thing was we found it under your bed. Would you happen to know how it got there?" I hesitate momentarily thinking, " what is he trying to say? Or accuse me of? My parent's murder? But no one would ever believe me that it was just an accident due to my careless smoking in bed." I respond, " I really don't know how it would have got under my bed, but I do remember that my father had lost his lighter several weeks ago but besides that, I didn't know anything." " oh' one other thing we also found your father's ring in his room and thought that maybe you might like it back. The police department took the time to clean it up for you, so it looks like a new ring." He hands the ring to him and thanks him for his time. It was just as he walks out the door he can hear the detective say, " looks like this case is closed." I sit there holding my father's ring in my hand and thinking, " maybe sometimes we should be careful what we wish for. " I slide the ring on my finger, stare at the sparkling blue color of the Sapphire that seems to give off a sparkling glow. On the following day, I am escorted to a memorial service in honor of my parents as they escort me into the church in a wheelchair. Everyone is hugging one another while sharing their special memories of my parents. The minister finally looks at me and asks, " if there was anything I would care to share about them?" I truly was a lost for words, so I just remarked, " please pray for me." They had just finished the prayers when my Aunt Joann came up to me and gave me a hug and kiss and conveyed to me how sorry she was when she received the word of my tragic loss. She also said she would be visiting me at the hospital tomorrow so we could discuss a few things about my future. Aunt Joann had never been married, but she looked about ten years younger than she actually was, and most men notice and were very surprised. Dad said, " she was always a little strange but she was still family. " on the following day I was scheduled to be released from the hospital. I woke up about six in the morning and there sat Aunt Joann looking so very prim and proper in a bright yellow dress and exposing more than a prudent woman would allow, but again this was Aunt Joann. She was a " woman of the world" my father would say and with all of the trimmings for the right price. I was a boy of only sixteen and though she was my dad's baby sister she had a body that could have rocked any man's world. I wasn't even close to a man but still took notice of her assets, and her assets were many. She says to me, " Ok, you're mother had taken special measures in the event something would happen to her and my brother and according to her wishes you were to come and live with me, so today you will be coming home with me for the duration of your high school years or until you graduate. I got up out of my bed as she opened up the closet and retrieved some new clothes she had purchased for me. I was waiting for her to turn her head so I could change into my new clothes when she pulls down my hospital gown to reveal the totality if my nakedness. She seems to be enjoying what she sees when she says, " don't be so shy I have seen many cocks in my lifetime, but I will have to say; very impressive for a boy of sixteen." My face is still a shade of red from embarrassment and as much as I try I can't avoid the inevitable for a hormonally driven boy of sixteen. My penis is increasing in size right in front of Aunt Joann and if I was willing to admit it I was very aroused at the thought of her seeing me standing in the room with a slight erection in front of her. We both looked at one another and I could now see her chest turning a bit flush along with a glimmer in her eye followed by a seductive smile. I am now sitting on the edge of the bed as she pats her hand on my thigh and says, " honey, how about we head to your new home?" She sits me in the wheelchair and pushes me out of the hospital to her awaiting car. I couldn't believe my eyes, it was so very beautiful, a brand new bright red Cadillac. We get into the car and head back to her home in the very plush part of the town where only the well to do lived or at least that was what my father used to say. She reminds me what a traumatic experience I have been through so maybe it's best that I take a bath and get ready for bed. She prepares my bath and then brings me some very fluffy towels for after my bath. She tells me to get undressed and get in the tub, but again I hesitate momentarily. She looks at me and says, " we really need to get past our modesty." I get undressed, climb in the tub and start to relax in a hot bath when she says, " I will be back a little later to wash your back." I sit there relaxing in a wonderful bath and as I look toward her room I could see her on the phone. I knew I should have turned my head but I just couldn't out of curiosity. I felt inside like it was wrong, but I just couldn't turn away. Aunt Joann would be the first woman that I would see naked, so I didn't think there would be any harm. She was beautiful and her breast seems to be almost perfect for a woman of pushing forty. She slips on her robe, ties it off, and comes back to wash my back. She begins to talk about my dad as she washes me and unknown to her I could see her nipple sticking out which was my first time to see one up close, in fact, I was close enough to touch it. She finishes my back then heads downstairs to fix us something to eat. I am now comfortable in bed for a good night sleep or so I thought. She lays in the bed beside me rubbing my temples to help me relax and in a very short duration, I find myself fast asleep.
In the morning I feel the warmth of another body and come to realize Joann is also in the bed with me and she is totally naked. Every sixteen-year-old boy has the same problem I do every morning and that is having an erection due to needing to use the bathroom. Joann looks at the small tent in the covers and then looks back to me and says, " If you want me to stop just say so, and I will stop." She pulls the covers back to reveal my full erection as she grips me in her hand and she begins to stroke my manhood. It didn't take very long for her to take me into her mouth, but just as she did I exploded inside of her. I lay there in the bed realizing I had just experienced my very first time of having oral sex performed on me and it was fantastic. I also understood why my dad used to say, " Joann was just a bit strange." I thought the next two years there will be wonderful for a young man coming of age.

The End of Chapter Three