Friday rolled around, we checked into the motel around 4PM it was a rundown place right off the freeway close to a truck stop our room was in the back..., if no one showed up I thought we could get some truckers to fuck her, my wife said she was going to shower and get ready, I told her I was going to get some beer and drinks, as I left I pushed the bathroom door open and pulled the curtains open a bit hoping who ever walked by might see something, I texted Joe to make sure he would be there. Aunty didn’t tolerate mistakes, I knew that. She kept her soft fingers running under my hairs.“Does the Devansh guy from your school still bothers you, son?” Aunty added. It was the same guy that has been constantly bullying me since last month. I have never talked about him with anyone. I didn’t know how did she come to know about him.“Aunty…..” I mumbled.“Anyways!!” she stopped me in between “I think my nephew is growing up, he shouldn’t be treated like a kid anymore. Am I right son?” Aunty. I saw the restaurant as we walked towards it and the table aswe were seated. "This was great" I thought, I'm reliving our firstdate!It was only when I began to sit down at our table that I realizedsomething was very wrong. The feeling of happiness began to increaseand I saw hands set the clutch purse Sue had carried on the table. Thenext thing I saw both thrilled me and terrified me! The view in myhelmet lifted from the purse on the table to a good looking guy sittingdirectly across from me. " No, just watch. Lube up your cock for me, let me watch you too. Soon I'm going to ask you to cum for me..."Her voice was coming in short, sharp panting breaths and I knew she meant it. I so desperately wanted to fuck her, but I knew it was out of the question - and we had a deal. Instead, I out out my small bottle of lube and poured a little over my cock head. "Yes," she breathed, "Now show me, show how you cum. Do it for me, lets cum together, stroke, baby"The lube added another sensation..