My lustful gaze moved to his face. He looked back at me, telling me with his eyes, ‘I am yours, Kay! Do with me what you will!” I think to myself,...‘Damn right!’ as my hands inch toward their reward. I took him in my hands, slathering the oil all over his crown, his shaft, and, of course, his balls. Those wonderful orbs so full of life, of salty sweetness, of his cum! I saw a drop of pearly liquid form at the eye of his lovely member. Not wanting to waste any of that sweet nectar I bent to lick. Fast forward a few weeks and she asked me to stay over at hers to watch the k**s overnight so she could stay over at Nick’s house. It was going to be a Sunday night so the k**s would be up and out first thing in the morning.Without revealing exactly why, she told me to stay at hers after the k**s had left in the morning, and to just wait for her in bed (she let me stay in her (our old!) double bed, which always got me horny, imagining her being fucked by someone else in it. My mind did wonder. Aunty sponged me down and told me to go to bed and rest since I needed to be alert for language school which would start in 3 days’ time. As I went upstairs to my room I was still trying to understand what had just happened. I could hear the bath running again and assumed aunty was having a bath before bed also. I changed to my dhoti and vest as I would have done in India and relaxed in the darkness and was soon asleep. I must have been sleeping for 30 minutes or so when I became aware of some. Her feet encased in a dark colored open toe heals was pointing me to a hard on. I do not want to discuss the vital statistics etc as these are better left for our imagination. We were sipping on hot coffee and the discussion turned personal. We were talking about our personal life, marriage, family, etc. I learnt that her husband is working in the US as a research scientist for a software giant in the bay area of Silicon Valley. She was more or less alone in the house as she wanted to chase her.