0 comments/ 151824 views/ 23 favorites Aunt Tess By: egmontgrigor2010 In near desperation Faye Monroe called her youngest sister Tess. She was attempting to find accommodation for her son Harry for all of June while she and husband Alex toured Europe. Faye, who lived in LA, said it didn't suit Tess's sisters Beth and Rosemary who lived in San Jose and Sacramento to take him. "With your sisters and husbands both living in small apartments with children, I can understand their reluctance to take Harry for longer than a couple of nights. Alex and I are taking mom with us so that bed option is out." Tess said happily, "Yes sure mom, no problem. I don't know what Fiona will say but it will be okay. Steve will be down south for most of June supervising construction of his company's new plant." "Oh will it really be okay with you and Fiona having a 20-year old college guy staying without a man in the house? I'm thinking of your neighbors." "Our neighbor keep out of our hair, and we virtually snub them so no problem." "So it's all right then?" "Certainly. How's your sex life going darling?" * * * Tess met Harry at Hector Airport and almost didn't recognize him. In the two years since she'd last seen him he'd grown taller and was beginning to muscle up. Faye had said he was playing college football so had a non-stop fitness program to follow. As for the spots on his face that Fiona had complained about when they were last together, they were gone along with his teen years. "Hi Aunt Tess. Where's Fi?" "Just Tess will do. She left this morning for Florida. Her boyfriend's grandparents invited her to accompany him there." "Then it's just you and me?" "Yes darling, sorry about that. Your boring old aunt will try to find some young people for you to socialize with. I guess some of Fiona's friends will not have gone away although the young tend to believe North Dakota is not the place to spend summer." "They'll be too young for me being around Fiona's age. I imagine she's looking forward to starting college?" They were walking to collect Harry's bags. Tess said firmly, "Don't be too set in dating only females your age darling. You never know what you might be missing." "What an older woman like you?" he grinned. Tess's almost tripped over her feet thinking this was going to be easier than she'd expected. "Mom and grandma sent their love. They left this morning. They'd decided to fly to Montreal and stay three days because they'd not been there before. Will you be okay with just me in the house? I mean what will your neighbors think?" "Yes I'll be fine. I'm your aunt Harry." "Yes I know that and you know that?" he said, glancing at her and then she was aware his focus had settled on her breast. She smiled secretly. It had been worthwhile hitching them up uncomfortably high that morning. Harry unpacked in the guestroom thinking if Tess updated her clothes and wore decent make-up, he could be tempted to have a go. But she had meager sex appeal and because of her personal neglect looked as old as his mom despite being seven years younger. They got through that evening and the next day and evening without reducing themselves into mutants. Surprisingly Harry proved to be a both a good listener and talker and shared some of Tess's interests, just a few. Her quest to learn of his interests stopped when he looked at her steadily and said, "Drinking with the guys, partying and having great sex." She wanted to tell him how could anyone extract the benefits of creative socializing from those activities but refrained, vaguely remembering they may have come close to her priority interests at his age although she would have expressed such interests more delicately. "How many times a night do you and Uncle Steve have sex?" Tess's mind appeared to switch off. Blood pounded her head and her fingers curled spontaneously and she was sure he'd said how many times a NIGHT. God who had sex that often? For years Steve had been reduced to slipping between her legs three times a month, perhaps four times if they'd been out drinking and lust seized them, er he'd yawn and say what about it and she'd nod and would say providing he didn't take too long because she was sleepy. Harry was talking to her again. Her mind resumed transmission. He said, "I was just interested. You don't have to answer or wring my neck for being impertinent." "Usually three times." "Jesus," he snorted and sounded impressed. At that point she realized she'd meant to add a month but somehow that had filtered out of her intended confession. But no she didn't want to add she meant a month and having him switch off. "But I also lie." He grinned and she laughed and knew that had concluded that conversation with no harm being done. "Do you masturbate?" "No," she shrieked. "I'm off to bed." God the only other person to have ever asked her that question was her mom when Tess had been in her teens." The nerve of the asshole. She should have slapped his face. Next morning Tess was standing at the bathroom doorway nude and bent wide at the knees, playing with her pussy and brushing her teeth with her free hand while watching 'Breakfast' on TV across the room. Harry came in with coffee. "Harry!" she screamed in shock, standing petrified. "Sorry, I should have knocked," he said. "I see you are doing your morning exercises. Nice tits. I'll leave your coffee beside your bed and get breakfast underway." "Harry?" "Yes?" he asked, turning to look at the toothbrush being held in one of her two hands shielding her vulva, perhaps thinking that was an unusual place to have teeth. "Promise me you'll never tell a single soul you caught me like this?" "Sure Jess I promise. It's no big deal. Women who claim they don't do it are liars or else are selfishly denying their bodies." "Get out of my bedroom Harry." "Sure but don't forget to finish off what you were doing." Tess sat on the bath shaking. Christ he hadn't turned a hair and had seen her with three fingers in her vagina. She'd never be able to talk to him or even face him again. Ten minutes later Tess walked into the kitchen intending to say she'd simply being straightening curly hair down there and he was never to go into her bedroom again. "Oh hi, you are looking calmer than I expected," he said, pulling out her chair. "Please sit and have your juice while I make you an omelet. May I ask why don't you clip your pubic hair?" "I-I have thought about it often. Steve suggested a couple of times that I should remove all that hair." "I prefer it clipped." Accepting that once again her control of their conversation had been lost, Tess sighed and said, "Seen a lot of clipped and shaven pussy have you?" "A bit. It began at college when I was plowing my way through the females in my class willing to be with me but this year there are four female lecturers that have been keeping me happy, and some other guys also I suspect. Three of them clip but most of the female students shave either completely or almost so." "Well that makes you experienced." "Has mom told you I often clip her and shave the edges?" "What! God she's your mother." The redhead grinned, creasing his freckles and made Tess feel such a fool when he said, "Yeah right." Of course he knew who was his mother. "H-how...? Tess couldn't go on. "It's usually on a Sunday morning when dad is at golf. Mom will call out "Clip time" and that usually provides a welcome break from my studies. She'll be ready for me, lying on a towel on the bed with her legs well apart. She always has a top on." "God well that's something." "When I finish I usually lick and finger her until she comes." "Do you... do you...?" Tess croaked. "No she refuses to let me push my dick into her or to even allow me to unzip." "Oh you poor boy," Tess said sarcastically and was horrified when he said did she want him to do it to her." "What?" she croaked. "Clip you," Harry said, flipping the omelet expertly, placing on the grated cheese, chopped tomato and parsley, and folding it and serving. "God this is better than I do an omelet." "Those female tutors I mention are all great cooks, one of them has worked in the kitchen of her parents' restaurants since she was twelve." Just as Tess forked her first taste of omelet into her mouth Harry said, "If you want me to fuck you just indicate your interest." Tess's eyes bulged but she thought it indelicate to scream at him with her mouth full. Harry grinned at her and left the room. God he was acting like a man rather than a 20-year-old kid. He returned dressed for running. "I don't eat before I go running. I think you'll be a good fuck as you move well and don't carry much extra weight. How old are you?" She answered on auto, "Thirty-seven." "Oh same age as my lecturers Patricia and Annie. Both of them are married." Stunned, Tess watched him smile and wave goodbye. "Bye," she managed. God he probably had a pole-sized cock to attract sexually active lecturers. No way would he get that up her but then she remembered that was contrary to her intention. Tess made the beds, not wanting to think of him, but that only made her think of him. She'd decided to allow him to clip her pubic hair but had scolded he was not to lick her. Her next thought was how long was his tongue. She groaned. She had intended to fuck him but the plan was for her to make the play. Harry returned from running, all hot and sweaty. Tess got straight into it. "Harry I'm your aunt, a married woman and no way..." "I'm only twenty Tess. Imagine being fucked by a guy seventeen years your junior. It will be something to remember long after Uncle Steve no longer engages in sex with you." "I... I..." Tess couldn't think of what she wanted to say. Finally she managed, "Go shower you oaf and don't think of me if you touch your dick." She was appalled she'd added that last bit. Why was she attempting to rile him? Oh god, the grin on his face meant he knew she was saying what she didn't mean. He entered the kitchen and she served him scrambled eggs, not wishing him to look at her version of an omelet. "Oh what perfect eggs, with no sign of excess liquid. Thank you. I am privileged." God what a Casanova going on about scrambled eggs like that. She's been making scrambled eggs since she was six. She blushed and said it was her pleasure. "Go grab a pair of scissors and comb, a towel and a hand mirror and a pillow. I'll do you here on the table because you would be nervous being with me hovering over your bared pussy on your bed." "No I wouldn't... er yes I would. Yes out here will be great. I remind you the deal is you clip me, but only to clip me." "I'll have full view of your pussy?" "I realize that." "And I am your nephew." "For goodness sake Harry, do you or do you not wish to clip my pussy?" "Yes of course. Off you go and return smiling. You are not unique. All women I've ever seen undressed have a pussy." That comment appeared to calm Tess. She returned smiling, having removed her skirt and panties and placed on to the table the items he'd nominated. "Here, let's kiss to get you really relaxed," he said, placing an arm around her. Tess turned and raised her lips and was kissed, beautifully. The kiss went on and she could feel her resistance melting. God she was allowing him to lead. But he dropped his arms and stepped back. "Please remove your top and bra." "Why?" "Because I want to take a good look at your tits." "I prefer them being called breasts." "That's fine but I have my preference." Tess removed all of her clothing and sighed, "They droop." "Of course they do Tess. You are thirty-seven and a mother." "Thank you for that sensitive comment." She went in backwards to the table, having no wish for him to eye her anus. He grinned as she took her weight on her hands and wriggled her ass on to the table. Harry grabbed the pillow and handed it to her. As Tess lay on the pillow she sighed in relief thinking at this stage in the bedroom he would have been testing the springs. She was uncomfortable but almost felt safe on this table. "You're in a great position to be fucked," he said. "On of those lecturers I mentioned, Annie, climbs on to her hands and knees on her office desk and has me chew around her asshole while I finger her." Tess almost threw up in horror at his bluntness. She knew he was goading her, attempting to see how far he could push her before she broke and lost her temper. "Oh how lovely for Annie," she said, trying to sound calm. "Please get on with it." Harry clipped away. Tess knew she was becoming aroused and her nipples were a dead give-away. She was also sure her pussy was beginning to drip. "I can smell your arousal." Omigod. Just how upsetting could a guy get? She closed her eyes and slowly began giggling. Yes giggling. "What?" She opened her eyes and stared at him. Your touching me is arousing me. At first I worried about my nipples hardening and you noticing that and then I worried about dripping a little. I had totally overlooked any muskiness and until you embarrassingly made a big thing out of it." "There's nothing that should be embarrassing. It's just your body behaving perfectly normally. I really like your tits and have noticed they haven't pancaked although you are on your back. You appear in good shape and ought to fuck well." "What?" "You'll have the fitness to put effort into it right through to climaxing." "It's tiring putting great effort into it when on your back." "Who fucks on their back?" Tess who was never fucked any other way licked her lips. She decided to give him the green light: "I've decided to let you have what you want from me." "Let's discuss that marvelous offer tomorrow. You must think carefully about it overnight." Tess marveled was he only twenty? After checking on progress with the mirror for the second time she said, "I haven't worked out what to say when Steve expresses surprise finding I'm clipped down there." "Tell him it was a wet day, we had nothing to do, so I suggested I clip you." "Are you insane?" "Very well, please tell me your more convincing explanation?" Tess giggled. "Oh god, me being clipped and you living alone in the same house as me. What else could he think but you have been sleeping with me?" "You could try this one, that you went to your beauty parlor and was clipped to give him a welcome home surprise." Tess appeared interested and finally said, "Yes, that could be very convincing. I won't need to wait twelve hours to fully consider my decision." "Tough because nothing happens if it happens before tomorrow." Tess looked at herself in the full-length bedroom mirror and smiled when she saw the alternative to an unruly bush, not that she'd been overly hirsute. Good boy, she thought, feeling modernized. Oh yeah she sighed. Her body maintenance activity had just increased although it would be a fairly insignificant new chore compared with keeping her vulva fully shaven. What had just happened would rate as one of the most unusual experiences of her life. She couldn't wait to tell her friends and her daughter... oh yeah? After dressing and doing her hair properly Tess went to the kitchen and found Harry leaning back on his chair with his feet on the table reading the newspaper. She was about to ask him to remove his feet from her table but instead pictured herself on her hands and knees on the table and Harry chewing her ass. Omigod, the scumbag had told her about that so she'd think about it! She went up and pulled his feet off the table and said "Coffee?" He replied please and added she had a pretty good butt for a woman of her age. Tess ignored that, relieved she hadn't slammed him over the head with the breadboard. Her age indeed! The insinuation of that comment suggested she was ancient. That switched her to thinking about having sex but her conscience yelled don't do it because it would land them both in trouble. "Why aren't you running this morning?" "Because I'm on light routine over summer and run only every second day. I'll find a gym nearby this morning." "Come with me to my gym; it accommodates both male and females." "Oh so that explains why you have a fairly tight butt and good weight control." "Yes perhaps. Oh while I remember, I'll be having lunch with three of my girlfriends. Do you wish to join us?" "No thanks, they'll only want to fuck me." Tess sighed... oh the confidence of youth. "I'll prepare you a chicken salad," she said, thinking probably Imelda would have quietly asked him for his mobile phone number. Imelda arrived at 12:15 on the way to the city and had diverted as usual to call for Tess. Tess saw her pull up and thought Imelda was never early except today. Usually she arrived at 12.35 or even later and would toot and Tess would run out. She had to stop Imelda coming in. Tess grabbed her handbag and said goodbye and Harry looked at her and grinned. "What?" "You've forgotten lipstick." "Oh damn. She ran to the bedroom but it was too late. Imelda was already entering the kitchen by the time Tess returned holding her lipstick tube. "Oh hi." "Hi Tess, I'm early today. I've been early all morning." "This... this is my nephew Harry. Harry this is Mrs Amoretti." By then Imelda was fully into the kitchen and could see Harry. Harry stood and smiled and Imelda said throatily, "Well look at you." "Eh?" "It means I'm impressed Harry. I just love red hair and lithe and yet muscular bodies of young men, not that I ever get near them. Um until now." "We must go," Tess urged. "No we are early. Go put on your lipstick darling. There is something I wish to ask Harry." God what a whore, Tess fumed, surprised she'd labeled her best friend like that. Well Imelda was poaching, practically perspiring working hard to try to appear sexy. Fixing a smile in place Tess returned the kitchen and said, "Come on let's go. Bye Harry." "Yes bye Harry," Imelda said and practically purring added, "It was so lovely meeting you." "Feel free to phone me anytime you wish Imelda." God the bitch had screwed his phone number from him and had told him to call her Imelda. Tess was furious. Walking to the car Imelda said, "Harry told me he's staying here all month. That means he's alone in the house with you. Are you fucking him darling?" That improper question knocked the fight out of Tess. She wouldn't be able to fob Imelda off with a nothing answer. "I wish but he's my nephew." "It's already a sin to commit adultery darling so adding another scarcely matters." Tess said submissively, "Are you aiming to explore his body?" "Oh cute wording darling. You tell me to butt out and I will, although reluctantly. You are my best friend and so I respect your wishes." "No go for it," Jess said, practically gnashing her teeth. "But remember it would be adultery." "Being concerned about adultery has not worried me prior to this darling. Well off we go. I'll wait for a day when I'm home alone for at least four hours and will invite him over, providing that's okay with you?" "Yes sure," Tess said as Imelda noisily shifted into the car's next gear. "But four hours... what would you do with him for such a long time?" "Fuck of course should he decide to enjoy my fulsome hospitality. Guys of his age and fitness are capable of going all night if need be." There was silence. "Didn't you know that?" "No," Tess squeaked. Tess returned home at 3:00, Imelda driving straight off to be home when the youngest child arrived home from school. At 4:00 Tess drove Harry to her gym and enrolled him for a month and paid the fee, ignoring his protest. As a female trainer took him round the circuit three whores surrounded them to be introduced to Harry. Tess was warming up on a treadmill and couldn't believe how tough it would be if she was to shield her nephew from all these cock-crazy bitches. Didn't they have their own guy or girlfriend to keep them fully satisfied? Obvious not and not even Imelda for that matter, despite being married to Hot Toddy as she and her other close friends referred to Imelda's hairy husband Todd. Aunt Tess In the morning Tess walked nude to the guest bedroom to jump in alongside Harry and allow him to get his rocks off. The poor kid had gone several days without penetrating a female and so must be coming close to suffering blue balls. Moments later Tess returned to her bed, weeping in frustration. He'd gone running, earlier than usual. Almost an hour later she heard him return. As he began heading to the guest room Tess called, "Oh Harry?" He stopped in the doorway and smiled and said hi. "Jump into bed with me and we'll have sex." "I'm hot and sweaty. I'll need..." "If you are any good I'll soon be hot and sweaty. Drop your clothes off and jump in. My pussy is crying for sex." "I know the feeling," he said, pulling off his light top and was soon to clearly confirm what he had down there. The sight of upper muscles rippling and his great abs had Tess biting her bottom lip. Off came his shorts and she had a giddy turn. Christ how could a kid grow a cock that big? Her tongue was out and almost heading up one of her nostrils. Tess tossed him a condom. "Aw do I need this?" "With me you do. You have multiple partners and to me than means multiplying the risks." "Well you roll it on for me." "Sure, wheel that big thing over here." He beamed and that put them both really into the mood. "You probably have a big cunt at your age. I'll need all this and more." Tess placed a hand firmly round his large balls. "Apologize for that insulting comment." "Yikes. Sorry Tess. I'm sure you'll have a vagina width as small as two fingers." "When I was young I used to put on condoms with my mouth. Want me to try that?" "Oooh yeah, great." She frowned, "Don't you laugh if I can't do it." "No I won't laugh. You can do it baby, just concentrate and visualize having already succeeded in getting it on to me. Adopt firm and confident movements and you'll win through." To her astonishment Tess mouthed the latex tube over the head of his cock and ran it down three inches before she finished pushing it down by hand. It went smoothly and she said with a big smile, "Thanks coach. Just do what you wish." "Um that's excluding anal?" "Oh what an intelligent nephew you are." They kissed softly and stroked and both casually made murmuring noises and when Tess opened her mouth their tongues went to work and Harry marked that advancement by grinding a tit, beginning gently. As he worked the tit, feeling it swell firmer, Harry noted with satisfaction Tess's breathing rate quickened. Some women liked their tits beings touched while others didn't whereas his aunt liked hers being squeezed and later she'd probably like her nipples plucked hard. Harry always enjoyed sex with a new partner and, should repeat encounters eventuate, learning their respective preferences and taking his partner or being taken into new territory. He'd never forget his first anal experience as a high school senior, the 18-year old hottie inviting him to squeeze it up her ass. He actually got most of his length in. She was an excellent tutor and with her finger up his asshole the hottie had gotten him off hugely. Tess now had her small mitt around his dick and was jerking him roughly. He decided not to give instructions, as she thought of him as a kid. He'd attend that some other time. Finally she groaned, "I want it in me." Although Harry had been preparing to suggest a sixty-nine he thought if she wanted dick this early well so be it. He tossed off the bed covers and rolled her on to her side but she said, her voice thick with emotion, "I'm used to having the male on top." "Well at least try this," he smiled, and obediently she rolled on to her side. "I would have been greatly embarrassed at this point if you hadn't already seen me nude twice." "Your body is great, er irrespective of age, and you ought to be proud of it." "Do you think so?" she said, sounding pleased, and then cried "Jesus" as Harry rammed two fingers into her. Her tightness surprised him. He realized he should have commenced with one finger. He wriggled the fingers and felt the natural lube doing its job and said, "Sorry, haven't you been fucked for a year or two? You are so tight." "This is confidential Harry." "Okay," he acknowledged, expecting her to say it had been five years. "Steve is very much smaller than you." "Ah, I shouldn't have forced that comment." "It's okay; we now share a secret." "Okay baby, lift that upper leg high. That's it, now I'm pushing in slowly. Stop me if it's too fast for comfort. As you'll know your vagina will adjust to accommodate me." "It's through the opening, you can enter faster now." "Thanks, you lube well. You ought to be able to fuck all night." Harry saw Tess swallow so grinned and she grinned back but rather tentatively. "I can't see me doing much thrusting in this position." He smiled confidently. "Don't bother trying to thrust in this position because your bottom hip is practically locked. What you do is build a rocking motion and I manage a combination of both thrusting and rocking. Just roll the top of your upper thigh towards me and back... forwards and back. All we are doing is trying to create some friction. Here we go... that's it...great." "God I like this position. I'm feeling extra sensations." "Oh that's marvelous Tess. Later I'll teach you how to get extra sensation from missionary, with you placing your lower legs over my shoulders." "Are you attempting to turn me into a gymnast? I can't believe you know more about sex that I do and you may even know more than Steve and I do combined." "Well I've studied about fucking because the better you are at it the more fucks you get because word gets around." "Is that a college degree subject?" He caught the grin and said, "It ought to be a core subject at senior high school but parents would stupidly oppose any moves to introduce it, wildly making nonsensical claims that teaching sex technique would mark the end of civilization." Later, noticing Tess's face and neck reddening Harry grabbed one of her nipples and pulled it away from the breast very firmly. "Ouch, oh fuck," she cried, her eyes rolling upwards and her mouth open hugely. Half a minute later he repeated that tug on the other nipple. Tess yelled, her face darkened and she slid into a bucking release that had her panting and groaning. "Oh boy, oh boy," puffed his aunt. That rather excited Harry so he pulled out, pulled off the condom and after five tugs of his cock began spraying Tess's face and chest. "Yuck, you're flooding me," she yelled. "You've squirted half a pint of cum." "No way," Harry laughed. "But granted it's more than the half a teaspoon average we see written or hear quoted." They rested and then did it missionary with Tess's feet over Harry's shoulders and she squeezed him, turning his face purple. He then required a much longer rest. Tess said she wanted to sit on top of him and bounce like she'd seen women doing in films and so she performed a robust third fuck riding Harry cowgirl. She collapsed from fatigue and he had to carry her to the toilet and then back again to bed. He tucked her in and kissed her, receiving no response, because she was already deeply asleep. He walked away grinning, in fact he swaggered. They settled down to usually fucking twice each night and once in the morning, the morning one often being after Harry returned from his run and had breakfast. Imelda called and invited him to lunch. "Just a minute, I need to check Tess to see if she has a program for me." Tess has resigned her position as a paralegal a month earlier to take a three-month break and Harry knew she'd been doing her best to make his stay interesting and remained committed to that although their main interest was now in her bedroom. He smiled and said Imelda had invited him over for lunch and he saw the corner of her mouth set. Hello, what was this? "Why is she not inviting you?" "You are her focus." Harry thought for a moment and wondered what the hell was she talking about. Then it came to him. Imelda was intending to nail him. He felt a surge of excitement but then looked again at Tess's mouth and he felt for her, a strange experience for him because he usually only thought of himself. Well that was common among guys his age wasn't it? He smiled at Tess and said, "Let's go somewhere for a picnic." Her mouth relaxed and she asked, what about Imelda? He asked should he invite her and Tess said yes and looked happy again. ""Invite her to a picnic with us in the Red River Valley up towards Grand Forks. I'd like you to see that area." Imelda sounded somewhat disappointed. "A picnic?" "Yes up north. What did you have in mind?" "Er nothing. I'll pack contributions towards lunch, wine and glasses. Actually this sounds a break from monotony." They had a great time and related very well as a threesome, making Harry think they could go well as a threesome in bed. When they were packing up to return home he'd decided although Imelda was the sexier woman, Tess was the more attractive person as a packaged personality. God was he getting old, putting personality ahead of sexuality... Harry felt a little shaken. Harry got out of the SUV to help Imelda with her things and for some reason she chose to go round to the back door where when he put down the things he was carrying, she kissed him sexily and draped one of his hands on to a breast. Harry dutifully squeezed it and held his tongue passively when she wormed her tongue into his mouth. "Don't you like me?" "Yes of course Imelda but I'm forced to remember you are married and a mother." She snorted and said he didn't appear to hold those high ideals for Tess. "Well she's my aunt." "What the hell does that mean?" Imelda snorted and looked rather miffed when Harry stepped away, thanked her for helping to make it a great day and waved, walking off. "You'll never know what you've missed," she yelled. Harry waved casually, not looking back. Well her comment was scarcely the revelation of the century. Tess said, "I was expecting you to stop for a quickie." "Nah, I find you more attractive." Tess only glanced at him, saying nothing. At little later she stopped by a pharmacy. "I'll grab a tube of lube. I think it's time you introduced me to anal sex. What a great way to fill in the remainder of the day. You can then fetch us take-outs while I soak in the bath." "Sounds great. I keep looking as your butt." Tess huffed and puffed as Harry worked his way up her canal very slowly because the pressure was on him as well. When he was half-way in Tess panted, "Is this in far enough to produce a result?" "Yeah, I think so. Once we start rocking you'll open up naturally and I'll slip in a bit more without really trying." "I'll never forget this," his aunt said, red-faced and panting. "Well let's get you off as well and try to make the experience really memorable," he said, placing a finger in her mouth to suck before he moved to grab a swinging tit and push her head down so she rested with the side of her face on the carpet. Over the next days Harry persuaded Tess to have her brunette hair styled and to buy new clothes including briefer and sexier underwear. "Tell Uncle Steven you decided to adopt a younger image to please him and don't worry if you're worm some of the clothing before you see him next. Guys don't notice stuff like that." "I can't believe just how much I've learned from you." "Well you are stuck up here in ND. What else can you expect? Out West the babes I'm exposed to are generally racy." "Yes, including your married women tutors according to the bits and pieces you've told me." On Sunday they had a very long lunch, drinking immoderately. "I have a plan," Tess said. "Okay, let's hear it." "Imelda's parents have a cabin some 230 miles from here beyond Anamoose beside a lake in the wilds. I'm thinking we should go there as a threesome for a couple of weeks or perhaps a month. Imelda doesn't work and her mom would just love to have the kids. Her husband Todd would be too busy to come with us." "You have this worked out. Have you and Imelda planned it?" Tess shifted uneasily on her chair. Harry grinned and said he'd thought so. "I'll need to think about it. I'm meant to get some business experience during summer and arrangements are in place." "So it's a decision between work or having unrestrained sex with two sexy, older women. Your decision shouldn't be too difficult." "Perhaps not." Tess looked at him sharply. "You are not beginning to focus on your future are you?" "Perhaps. It surprised me I didn't imagine the dripping cunts of two women bent over in front of me and I groaning passionately, "Yah, I choose sex." "I was sure you would make that choice passionately. You now have me worried." "I'll let you know tomorrow." Harry's mom Faye called that night, only the third time she'd attempted to find out how her son was getting on. "You have been helping round the house I hope?" "Yes mom," Harry said, winking at Tess who was close enough to hear his mom practically shouting despite the connection of the transatlantic call being very clear. At the end of the catching-up conversation he was ask to pass the phone across to Aunt Tess. Tess describe Harry as an unbelievably good boy and when Faye asked how was Steve getting on with Harry Tess said they hadn't been seeing a lot of each other because Steve was up to his eyeballs on a special job for the company. And that was that. No mention was made about Harry being back home to resume his vacation job on schedule. Later when Harry began thinking of sex he went to the bedroom and found Faye already deeply asleep. Well after the amount of wine she'd put away over lunch little wonder. He'd had to fight to get the vehicle keys off her. They'd been sleeping together for more than two weeks and Tess no longer required Harry to wear a condom. She'd said she didn't wish to have anal sex again. However he'd schooled her and she was now dynamite at sixty-nine. Harry had no idea what she would say in explanation when Steve learned of her new expertise. Harry awoke an hour before dawn and began thinking of a month with two women in the wilds. Christ it would be a great theme for a novel and yet here he was undecided about becoming involved. He felt he was almost swinging towards choosing a month in the wilds when the voice of an assistant-professor taking Harry and his class through aspects of strategic management came to him. The words of the summing up came loud and clear: 'Plan, implement, review the impact, and assess the consequences. Never skip that consequences assessment'. Jesus, thought Harry. When Steve and Imelda's husband Todd learned he was in the wilds with their wives with little to do but fuck, eat, read and walk and fuck some more, they'd come after him. That would be compounded the problem he already had by living along with Tess. He made his decision. When Tess awoke she found him already dressed and just inside the doorway were his two bags, packed. "I've changed my flight from the 28th to today and have a seat on a flight out from here at 9:00 this morning." Tess sighed. "You don't sound surprised?" "You are twenty Harry, almost a man, and can cook better than I can. Your mother convinced me she would only worry and spoil her vacation if she left you home alone because she didn't think you were mature enough to leave alone for a month. I thought that was pretty pathetic but when you first arrived here I have to admit I found you somewhat boyish although with this thing about sex hanging over us you began to change. In just over three weeks I can honestly say you have grown in maturity. You are beginning to weigh pros and cons, if you know what I mean." "Yeah I understand. For example I accepted no when you said no more anal rather than attempting to pester you to try it once more." "That's an example, sure. I guess the revelation for me came when you thought of me when Imelda was beckoning you for sex." "Oh yes, that surprised even me. For once I wasn't focused totally on myself." "Yes, a milestone in your life darling. Please don't forget that example of what you are now capable of. I guess during the night you thought about fucking yourself to a standstill up at the cabin and when that hot surge passed you began thinking of outcomes?" "Yes." "Good boy. As you already know sex between us yesterday morning was our final time, ever." "Yes. We both knew that unavoidable decision lay ahead of us otherwise we risked destroying two families and there may yet be some consequences." "But consequences at a manageable level. I'm trying to face the decision that it might be best if I told Stephen I had sex with you." "Yep I think that would be a smart move. Get it on to the table early. The alternative is to allow his suspicions to mount and then having him stressed about dumping his suspicions on you. Tactically with an early confession you eliminate any allegations about lies and deceit. Um why haven't you and he been in contact while I've been here, at least there has been no contact to my knowledge?" Tess sighed and got out of bed and kissed Harry and continued talking as she went into the bathroom. "The truth is we are having a trial separation. Steve is working at the southern plant for six months, not supervising building it, before we decide whether or not to try to make another go at it. He'd left eight weeks before Faye called asking if you could live with us all this month. I already knew Fiona would be in Florida all month. I was utterly selfish... I just thought it would be great for me to have sex with you but I decided not to tell you that. When Steve returns home, if he decides to do that, he'll find changes in me." "God this is amazing. You deceitful cow." "Watch you mouth buster," Tess yelled. "Actually it could be what you need. You lacked good sex technique and perhaps so does Uncle Steve. Now you know about power sex and how to up the ante through variety. You must not worry about his small dick because women have told me some guys with small dicks are great at sex because they know they have to break through the negative thought barrier many people have about small dicks After your first couple of pathetic attempts, I've trained you to suck cock as good as any babe I've ever had with her lips around my dick. He'll find you unbelievable and you both will enter new territory, at least that's what I believe." "Well I hope you're right, Tess said, going into the dressing room. "If he won't lead, you lead. If he complaints, tell him why you are leading. Also convince him to try you anally. His small dick may be the answer for you. Many people hold misconceptions about big dicks and big tits; they have their disadvantages." Tess came out smoothing down her skirt. She picked up her watch and said they had plenty of time; she'd make coffee and do bagels. "Fuck breakfast. I can grab something at the airport. Bend over the bed baby and allow me to take your from behind and then don't clean up. I want to remember my time with Aunt Tess and finally it ending with the drive to the airport...your panties soaked in my cum and our juices running down your thighs and drying in steaks." "Oh for goodness, you are obscene you very bad boy," Tess said, bending over the side of the bed and pulling the elastic edge of a panty leg aside. "God how will I every forget this?" she giggled, hearing the sound of slaps as her youthful lover urged his dick to maximum length. "How foul. You have liberated me you young skunk." THE END