“I’ve done something bad… very bad.”Feeling the need to comfort her, I gently said, “Whatever it is, we can work it out like we always have....Tell me.”“It’s not that easy this time. This is more serious.”“Tell me.”“Okay, but you’re gonna hate me. I’ll just say it straight out.” She exhaled deeply and almost whispered, “I cheated. I was unfaithful to you.”It was like she hit me with a taser. A thousand things started to flow through my mind at once. I needed more information, so I asked as calmly. Luckily the water was so cold no one could see.We lay a bit more in the sun then I suggested we get lunch. There was a caravan parked in a bay off the beach road sellin’ hot dogs and chips, and we walked over to it. Every metre along the way I was conscious of his body, of the slight spring in his step as he walked, of his thigh muscles clenchin’ and relaxin’. There was a thin trickle of sweat either side of his spine in the dip between the swell of his back muscles. I wanted to lick it, to. My hands were between my thighs and I was rubbing my choot which was dripping wet. He asked me to show my boobs so I pulled off my t-shirt and my tits were exposed in front of him. I was massaging them with both hands; he was looking at them, while stroking his lund hard. He said, “Zeenat, please get naked”.I got up and unzipped my skirt which fell onto the floor. I got up on the chair to bend over, pulled down my g-string and spread my ass cheeks. Now my loose choot was a gaping hole and the. My Aunt was 63 and a widow losing her husband Ten Years before.Since my marriage I had got use to visiting my Aunt two or three times a week during my lunch break on leaving I use to hold her in my arms and kiss her I stress at this point it was gentle kissing and not passionate however it normally took 5 to 10 minutes to take my leave.On this Tuesday when we were kissing I gently stroked her right breast I felt her nipple harden under my caress I felt her hand stroke the front of my trousers.I.