You know everything about my divorce. You have even seen me half-naked walking about in the house and you have been quite the gentleman.Me: Uhhh, that...��s what I was wondering. You were quite close to me, Rathy. (That’s her short name). I have called you ‘aunty’ from day one and you were close enough to let me know your nickname and even made me call that.Rath: I know, I was going through a rough week. My daughter’s husband was being a bastard. She wanted to move in with me for a while. I have. I think you should take your jeans off and get into bed with me.” She gently pulled my belt out of its buckle, and looked up at me, challenging me to continue. I was still nervous, but I was also incredibly excited by the sight of Stephanie in her underwear, so close to me, and making it clear she was mine for the taking. That kind of relaxed me a little, now that she had made it clear that she wanted me, and I said to her, “Just one thing.” “What’s that?” she said, smiling as if she. .." I said, the memory of Susie's body coursing through me."Who was your first? How many girls have you slept with anyway?"I pondered her question for second after second, pretending to count my conquests on my fingers, and then finally announced, "Seven." WHAT! That's more than I have..." Well how many have you slept with?" I'm married. I'm twenty-two. It's private." One of your friends was my first," I bragged."What? Who?" Who was your first," I countered but she settled back on the bed mute,. Mom saw my cock jump and said “Hey Sis, easy back there…we don’t want him to cum just yet.”Mom leaned towards me and kissed me passionately. Her kiss took my breath away. She grabbed my hands and guided them towards her tits. “I know they aren’t as big as Auntie’s, but I love having them played with…it always gets me off!” Mom said excitedly.I lovingly massaged her tits for a while and Mom shivered when my fingers gently pinched her nipples. I leaned towards her chest and sucked her left.