Steve had been talking to Lisa on the phone during the journey and she’d invites Isla and me to their house for a meal.“Saves me cooking something... thank you Lisa.” I said with her on speaker.Steve and Lisa live in a big house on the outskirts of the city and there was plenty of space in their driveway for his car, Lisa’s car and the van.“This is nice.” I said as I opened the van door to get out causing my nipples to go rock hard instantly.Lisa must have heard or seen the van arriving because. I lifted the cover of the hamper, and was greeted by her burgundy slip, along with bras, stockings, panties and pantyhose from the week before, as well as the fragrance of her perfume and the unmistakable scent of her womanhood. I dumped the contents of the hamper onto the bedroom floor, and examined each piece of her lingerie. As often as I had been in her lingerie drawers, I had never actually seen all she had, so, as long as I had the house to myself, decided to get a good look at what this. . Real sex was the greatest thing in the world. And I was in love with a woman who happened to be my Aunt Judy. Aunt Judy’s hand and wrist were covered with thick slick come. After showering her hand and the surrounding area including my T shirt and shorts, as my dick stopped pulsing and jerking it started to shrink and go soft. I started to apologize, but she put her finger over my lips and said;” sshhh, the best is yet to come”. Hearing this got me to thinking that I really. ” I reply.He lets out with a slight grin as I fondle his crotch. He puts his hand on my shoulder and forcefully pushes down and hisses “Get down on your knees!”I love this man. What a wonderful thing to say to a faggot. “Get down on your knees!” as a command like that. I comply quickly, kneeling down in front of him, unzipping my fly to play with my cock.He unzips his fly and pulls out his cock, which is hairy as all get out. Married straight guys don’t trim their pubic hair. I like married.