Aunt's Welcome Gift

Jessy Jones shows up at his aunt India Summer's place and hands her this big bottle of NURU gel, grinning like he just nailed the perfect present. She just married into the family, after all, and he's heard she's a masseuse. The bottle says "massage" so the math checks out, right? Classic Jessy, proud of himself and clueless. India clocks what it really is right away and tries to explain why the gift is fucked up. Before she can get the words out, Jessy jumps in, practically bouncing, telling her she should test it out on him right now. She hesitates, clearly thinking "hell no," but he's standing there with that dumb, hopeful grin. She finds him charming in a stupid kind of way, and guilt wins. She caves. She takes him to a bare mattress. Jessy looks around like he missed something. Where's the table? India spells it out: this slippery gel is for NURU massages, the naked, body-to-body kind. That's why his gift is weird as hell. She tells him to strip and starts peeling her clothes off too. His eyes practically fall out of his head. He offers, real awkward, that maybe they can keep some clothes on since they're not actually related anyway. India lays it out straight: the gel only works skin-to-skin. That's the deal. They're both adults. As long as hands stay put, lines don't get crossed. Jessy stammers an agreement, face red, cock already half-hard. She pours the gel over him and gets to work, sliding her slick body against his. The heat builds fast. Tension snaps. She wraps her hand around his dick, stroking him with the gel, and he loses it on the spot. He came to give her a welcome gift. Turns out he's the one unwrapping something way better.