I wanted to run; to be faithful but my dick wouldn't let me. It didn't help that it had been over six weeks since Ann and I last had sex. Yes, women, ...uys may come across as insensitive, but trust me when I say that in the back of our mind, we definitely know when the last time we got laid. Ann had been sick a lot during that time but the times when she felt fine she had no desire and I wasn't to the point where I would beg. I wish I had.Please, call me Sandy. My hips continued jerking but no. He wore a shirt and trousers, but no tie, shoes or socks. Behind him I could see my aunt wearing a blue satin robe. ?Who the hell are you?? He yelled.?Giles, it’s ok.? My aunt said at once, ?It’s only Johnny, my sister’s son. I told you about him, remember??He glared at me. ?How long have you been lurking there?? He snapped.I felt my heart racing, ?Long enough.? I said simply.?What the bloody hell does that mean?? He barked.I walked casually into the kitchen, past my aunt, who looked at me. He snapped his fingers, pointed between my legs and tits.Without a word, she came over. The first thing she did was pull out a pair of nipple clamps. My eyes went wide. Showing no emotion other than determination she put them on me. I winced in pain but managed to not yelp. She gave the chain connecting them a tug to see if they were secure. Once again, I winced.Then she moved down and started eating his cum out of my pussy. She was very good at it. It didn’t take long until I was on the verge. I’m going to change my expectations. I just want some time to think it over. I’ll call you when I decide what I want you to be for me,” she said.“Okay, well good night. Let me know if you need anything,” I said.Later that night in bed while looking at the ceiling, I thought, about Elanor. I came to this conclusion. I had kicked her husband’s ass to assure her safety. She had paid me in ass, which seemed fair. So we were going forward dead even. There were no losers no matter what we decided.I.