I kept teasing her by rotating my hands around her putti and she became very very erotic and asked me can we please go somewhere I am damn sick I want...you now..I asked her to button her shorts and get ready to leave. We got up and left the hall and came down and got my bike out of the parking and asked her where she lives and she told me the area and got on the bike sitting close to me with her perky breasts pressing again my back .She whispered to hurry up and ride as fast as I would ride her. She came back with lunch by noon. Then we started chatting. She was tired of the habits of her husband. Without her son around she was in pain managing work and personal stuff.We used to discuss everything very openly like a friend. She told about her loneliness and frustration with life. She was not happy from within and was very relieved to see me at the hospital. As uncle was in ICU there was no need for anyone to stay back. Hence both of us went to her bungalow at around 6 pm.Aunt sent her. We continued kissing! I caressed her nice smooth ass, she was in my hands! It was a very erotic scene there in my bedroom. Mrs. Anderson, the 37 year old married, mother of my friend, with such a sexy body! And me, the 18 year-old high school senior standing there with a hard cock, pointed at her! We both laid down on my bed, then she grabbed my hand and guided it between her legs. Being the naive teenager I exclaimed: “Wow, you are wet!” “You made me wet, sweetie!” she whispered with her legs. However Iknew it was rude to stare and after a moment's surprised hesitation Islid the panties up her thighs and over her bum."There, that's better," she sighed. "A lady doesn't like to feel tooexposed and vulnerable without her panties does she?" No Aunty Bev," I gulped as I stepped nervously backwards."Now," she continued, "Before you can slip my stockings on, I'd betterattend to those nails of yours. I don't want you laddering them do I?" No Aunty," I replied as I nervously extended my.