The Wrong Night Visitor

Jim L. Longworth, III, known as Trey to his family and friends, was a senior in high school with grades good enough to get him accepted by Yale University. By his eighteenth birthday, he wore the same size clothes as his father, looked just like him—both standing 6’4”— and sounded just like him. From his perspective, the best advantage was he could often wear his father’s clothes. He was also a little bit of a creep and an all-around jerk. He was addicted to sex and women—any woman.

When he was still in grade school his best friend, Dell, by happenstance found his father’s hidden collection of pornographic movies and magazines, and he also had a sizable collection of pictures of women, some with men. While Dell looked at the pictures, Trey read the stories. So, by the time he was ten, Trey had a good understanding of what sex was, and his part in it as a male. He had also learned that talking about sex and his package was a good way to get rid of his mother or Dell’s. Such talk didn’t have the same effect on sisters because they were full of the same questions he and Dell had. By the time he was ten, Dell’s sister knew more about his body than he did.

Once when Trey was walking down a dark hall, wearing one of his father’s favorite swim suits, his mother came up behind him and grabbed him, thinking he was his father. Reaching around his waist, she groped him, even stroked him a few times. Trey turned around, grinning, causing his mother to scream and run to her bedroom and slam the door. Later she went to Trey’s room to talk about what happened. She did not want her husband to know what she did. Trey promises not to tell him for a kiss. She gave in to him as she usually did and allowed Trey to kiss her on the lips. As he did, he fondled her rear.

When Trey was young his mother allowed him to sleep with her during storms because he was afraid. She was a very sound sleeper, so once she was asleep, Trey would satisfy his curiosity about women by feeling her body. This all ended one night when he woke her up.

Because of the swim suit incident, it was decided that it would be best if Trey were allowed to move his lodging to the apartment over their garage and Trey heartily agreed. A year after he moved out of the house into the apartment, his father’s stepbrother had a heart attack resulting in his untimely death. He was only 33, leaving a 30-year-old widow to fend for herself. She had to file a lawsuit against the insurance company to collect on his policy and the bank foreclosed on her house. Trey’s parents invited her to come stay with them until the suit was settled. She had always been nice to Trey, taking up time with him, playing with him. They were close and he called her Aunt Ruby even though she wasn’t really his aunt. He was more than happy to move back to his old room, giving up his apartment to Aunt Ruby.

Eavesdropping on his parents, Trey learned his mother suspects his father has had an affair with Aunt Ruby. His father assured his wife he has not gone to bed with Ruby. Trey doesn’t believe his father and, since he looks so much like his father, he devises a plan to sleep with Aunt Ruby himself as a way to prove his suspicion.

Trey was sent in his truck to pick up Aunt Ruby, and she greeted him wearing nothing but a man’s white shirt. She still thinks of him as a young boy, not the young man he is. She soon finds out Trey cannot keep his hands off her.