Quickly, the eye pulled back from the hole, as the owner realised that they had been caught. To my astonishment, I saw that the person was the girl fr...m the pool. She still had on her swimsuit, but I could not see her face from down there. She stood with her body facing me for a few seconds, as though wondering what to do, and then she lifted her foot onto the bench at the back of the cubicle. She began to slowly stroke her pussy through her swimsuit, pressing her fingers into her deep camel. They only lived about 8 miles away so it didn't take too long to get there for a fit young man. Aunt Fran then turned to me and ran her hand along my upper thigh. "Do you know how long I have wanted to be alone with you, Ian." "I have wanted you too Auntie Fran. I think you are so sexy, that I just want to make love to you all night. If both of us feel the same, why don't we go up to the bedroom, I don't think we need anymore of the movie to get in the mood." "Alright Ian, lets go." I followed. There was no way I could condone her cuckolding me and expecting me to turn the other cheek. I considered myself a Christian man but the pictures indicated such depravity and lack of respect for me that I could not conceive of any reason for me to forgive her.My name is Frank Nulund, I'm 43 and manage a super market. The job sometimes requires long hours away from my family and this is what may have contributed to my wife straying I thought. But hell, that was no reason to cheat that I could. “A whore takes money. I think you mean a slut.”“Either way,” she said. “You just don't know how hard it is for me to control this impulse. You seem so calm about it all. How do you do it?”“Either it will happen or it won't,” I said. “If it does, it will be wonderful.”“You said spectacular,” she interjected.“Spectacular, then,” I admitted. “If it doesn't, I will still enjoy your company, just as I am now.”I parked in the virtually empty lot of a local family restaurant. As I removed the keys.