I empathize with her on her situation and talked more about it. Her husband was in an affair with another woman and things were not so alright. So one...day we planned to meet. We met in a coffee shop nearby her place and talked for hours. We discussed how weird we used to be in the past. Discussed my girls and how I have become handsome from an ugly looking dude and we laughed over it.She talked about her husband and the divorce which was almost finalized and she looked relieved after this. Revenge was definitely the initial reason for contacting me but we clicked. It wasn't as though I was happy to be disciplined by a teenager at the time. Far from it. However as things turned out I was the one who lost control and was rude to people treating them all like the school girls at my school. Laura though taught me not to be like that and after a few dates we reached equilibrium. I accepted she had the first second and every say about what happened in our relationship and if I objected. She was soon disappointed, as I was not ticklish. Her hands moved down my thighs, across my legs, teasing. The closer, they got to my manhood, the slower they went. I strained to get her to put her hands on my manhood. I wanted to feel her soft tender hands encompass my erect manhood. I wanted her hands on my hard cock so much it ached. I strained to get her there. Our lips touched against each other, drawing us together. We kissed with our tongues continuing to probe each other. Moans escaped. Aunty- Yeah.As we talked I was continuously starring at her huge boobs. Aunty noticed it and said did you get a good look when I was naked.Me- (Afraid) no I didn’t see.Aunty- Ohhhh then here take a good look this time.And she took her gown off….I was shocked. I couldn’t control and jumped on her kissing her aggressively. She was kissing me back as well. I started sucking her nipples and squeezing her boobs she moaned loudly. I put my tongue in her mouth and started fingering her…. She was.