【My Aunt's Secret】【Author: Cao Hanyu Liang】

First,

my wife's aunt. To be precise, she's my wife's aunt.

My mother-in-law has six sisters; she's the eldest, and my aunt is the youngest. In the 1970s, the one-child policy had just begun and wasn't as strict as it was in the 1980s. My wife's grandfather desperately wanted a son, so he had many children, but the fifth was still a girl. Rural people are superstitious, so he went to a fortune teller. The fortune teller calculated that if they had another child in seven or eight years, it would definitely be a son. So, eight years later, they had another child, but it was also a girl—my wife's aunt.

When my aunt was six, my mother-in-law was already twenty-two, married to my father-in-law, a tailor in the city. Then they had my brother-in-law and sister-in-law, and later my wife and brother-in-law. My aunt was only six years older than my brother-in-law. This is unbelievable now, but it was quite normal in the 1980s. Although the one-child policy was in effect then, it wasn't very strict, especially in rural areas. Later, several of my mother-in-law's sisters married and moved to the city, becoming urban residents instead of farmers.

Okay, enough of that, let's get back to the main point.

The first time I met my aunt was probably at my wedding. My wife introduced her: "This is my aunt." I was taken aback. How could she have such a young aunt? That was my first impression. At the time, my wife had so many relatives, and I was busy offering cigarettes and toasts, so I forgot about my aunt, or even remembered her at all. Therefore, the second time I saw her, an awkward situation arose.

My wife and I were out shopping when we ran into my mother-in-law's sisters. Naturally, we went up to greet them. I knew my second and third aunts, but not my aunt, so I didn't speak to her. Just then, my mother-in-law and the others saw something and rushed to look at it. My wife followed, leaving only my aunt and me. I glanced at my aunt, knowing she was a relative of my wife's, but I didn't know her name. Judging by age, she should be of the same generation. Should I call her "sister" or "sister-in-law"? I hesitated. It wasn't until my mother-in-law and the others came out with their purchases that my aunt whispered a few words to my wife, and then my wife walked towards me.

"Why didn't you say anything to my aunt?" my wife asked.

"Which one is your aunt?" I asked.

"The one in the floral dress," my wife said, pointing behind them.
"I didn't know that was your aunt, I thought she was some kind of older sister," I said, looking at them.

"My aunt said you're really something."

I still didn't think much of it, and later forgot about my aunt again, leading to another awkward situation.

That day, my wife and I went to my mother-in-law's house. My mother-in-law, my wife, and my brother-in-law's wife were cooking in the kitchen, while my brother-in-law and I chatted inside. My brother-in-law had a stomachache that day and needed to go to the toilet frequently. Since my mother-in-law's house was in a shantytown, the toilet was outside, so it took a long time to get there. I was watching TV alone inside. I'm a very fickle person; even after getting married, I still like watching cartoons. At the time, they were showing "Mickey Mouse and Donald Duck," and even though I'd seen it countless times as a child, I still enjoyed watching it, captivated by Guinness's rich imagination. Just then, my aunt arrived.

Unlike living in an apartment building where you have to knock, in a shantytown, you could just walk in. The kitchen was right inside the door. My wife and sister-in-law must have greeted me, but I didn't hear them.

My aunt opened the door, looked at me, and said, "You're here?" I glanced at her, unsure whether to call her "sister-in-law" or "elder sister," so I just snorted in response and continued watching TV. Seeing my indifferent attitude, my aunt stood there for a while, then walked away, bored. A little while later, my wife rushed in and said,

"How can you be so arrogant? You didn't even say anything to my aunt, just snorted!" I then remembered what happened on the street that day and said, "I didn't know she was your aunt." My wife said, "How can your memory be so bad? I introduced you to her when we got married, and I saw her on the street that day. How could you not recognize her?" I said, feeling wronged,

"I really didn't know!" My wife said, "My aunt said you're really arrogant. But I don't want to hear that a third time." "Auntie, would you like some wine?" I asked timidly during the meal.

"No, I won't drink," my aunt replied decisively. "You still call me 'Auntie'? I thought I'd never call you that in my life."

"Hehe..." I could only chuckle awkwardly. "I didn't recognize you... I didn't know you were Auntie... I didn't expect you to be so young..." I stammered.

"You can't even remember my beautiful auntie? What kind of memory do you have!" my wife teased me from the side.

After my wife said that, I started to observe my auntie more closely. At first, I thought my auntie was no different from other women her age, but the longer I looked at her, the more I realized that my auntie had a kind of beauty that grew on you, and the more you looked at her, the more beautiful she became. There are often three kinds of beauty in women. The first kind is the kind that everyone likes to see, the kind that is beautiful at first glance and grows more beautiful the more you look at her; the second kind is the kind that is beautiful at first glance, but becomes less pleasing to the eye over time; the third kind is the kind that is ordinary at first glance, but becomes more beautiful the more you look at her. My auntie belongs to the third kind.

My auntie is of medium height and slightly plump. She had a round face, watery eyes, a small, bulbous nose, and a sexy mouth. Her shoulder-length, jet-black curly hair gave her a quiet, beautiful appearance. She wore a brightly colored floral top that hugged her rounded figure, highlighting her full breasts, which trembled slightly, but her waist wasn't thick. She wore black and blue trousers that fit her perfectly, revealing her slightly thick but long legs and her round, full buttocks, which were very alluring. She wore a pair of shiny black flat leather shoes that clicked as she walked.

My aunt's beauty deeply moved me. From that day on, I not only remembered her face, but I also thought of her frequently. Even during sex with my wife, my mind was filled with her image, especially her high breasts, her large buttocks, and the triangle between her legs. So, while making love with my wife, I would shout from the bottom of my heart, "Auntie, I love you!" Only in this way could my sperm be ejaculated forcefully.

Because I care about my aunt, I always keep an eye on her. I learned that my aunt is seven years older than me and works in a wool textile factory; her husband is the same age as her and works in a car repair shop. Both of their businesses are privately owned, basically government-run, so neither of them earns much. They have a son who just started elementary school and is doing well academically. My aunt and uncle often visit relatives, partly to get a meal and partly to strengthen their relationships. Because my aunt is the youngest sister in my mother-in-law's family, she takes extra care of her.

Because of three instances of her ignoring me, my aunt has become quite cold towards me, but I can tell this coldness is feigned, because she's very interested in what I do at work. I work for the city's power company, specifically handling private electricity transactions throughout the city, so besides earning a high salary, I also have extra income, easily pocketing over ten thousand yuan a month. My aunt is most concerned about the business I handle; when she heard that I was in charge of the electricity sales business, she became excited. It turns out she's always wanted to open a car repair shop, and with her husband's skills, she's sure to make money.

My aunt always thought I had a great job and was very impressive, so she asked my wife if she could help me. My wife told her, "Auntie, Xiaobo is actually a very warm-hearted person, how could I not help?" But my aunt still seemed preoccupied and didn't want to talk to me directly, so she asked my wife to do it. When I heard that it was my aunt who needed help, how could I refuse? Firstly, I wanted to make up for the bad impression I had before, and secondly, it was my duty to do something for the woman I missed so much

. So, I readily agreed, and I took care of everything.

My aunt's family faced many difficulties. First, opening a car repair shop required a location and a workshop. My aunt and uncle visited many places, but either the rent was too high or the location was unsuitable. However, this didn't deter me. Because I handled electricity for private companies throughout the city, I knew many people, most of whom needed my help. When they heard about my aunt, I told them she was my own aunt and wanted to open a car repair shop. Immediately, some flatterers suggested several locations. I personally drove my aunt and uncle to see the sites. They finally chose a location near a driving school, very close to their home. The couple had already chosen this place, but the rent was expensive. But with my intervention, the landlord said, "Xiao Bo, it's your aunt, what's there to say? Pay whatever you want when you make money; if you don't, you don't need to pay." That solved the workshop problem.

Then came the electricity issue, which I managed, so it was even easier. My aunt only gave me a few packs of cigarettes, and it was all settled. After that, there was the matter of getting water supply, obtaining licenses, and other miscellaneous paperwork—things that seemed impossible to my aunt and uncle, but I handled with ease. A few months later, both my aunt and uncle quit their jobs because the auto repair shop opened. After that, I contacted various companies, and whenever my car broke down, I would take it to my aunt's repair shop. Suddenly, in my aunt's eyes, I was a capable person. So, she would come to me for everything.

At first, my aunt was enthusiastic, working at the repair shop every day, becoming the boss's wife and managing the accounts. But later, my aunt, who liked cleanliness, couldn't stand the dirty workshop anymore, so she often went home, leaving everything to my uncle. My uncle was a hardworking man, and he was very happy to have his own repair shop. He brought back some people who used to work with me, not wanting my aunt to be busy there every day. After all, it was a man's world, and having a woman was troublesome. So, my aunt had a much easier time.

My aunt became wealthy, able to buy designer clothes and apply high-end cosmetics, making her even more beautiful.

To be honest, I manage the city's electricity supply; though not an official, I wield considerable power, and I'm constantly surrounded by beautiful women, including two mistresses. These two were also very pretty, the envy of many.

However, in my eyes, their only flaw was their slenderness; they weren't as voluptuous as my aunt. At the time, my aunt was thirty-five, possessing both the sweetness of a young girl and the allure of a mature woman, especially her high breasts and full hips, which always fueled my fantasies. I've slapped myself, scolding myself for having designs on an elder, but every time I see my aunt, I'm overcome with desire and can't control myself.

My aunt gets her hair permed every month, but the hair salon near her home moved due to relocation, to a much farther place. The woman in her forties at that salon gave her the perm she loved, so my aunt would take a half-hour bus ride there to get her hair done. It just so happened that I had arranged the electricity for this hair salon, so I said, "Auntie, I'll drive you." Auntie said, "I can't accept that." I said, "Let's go, get in the car." We arrived at the hair salon. The woman who was giving Auntie a perm was the owner. She was very surprised to see me and said, "This is your aunt?" I said, "Yes, she's my aunt." The woman exclaimed, "Oh my god, I've known you for so long and I didn't know!

It's free, it has to be free!" Auntie said, "I can't accept that." The woman exclaimed, "Do you know how big a deal your nephew has made? How could I not give it to you for free?" So, Auntie got her perm for free.

"Xiao Bo, I want to get a driver's license. Then I won't have to trouble you to drive me when I buy a car," Auntie said. "Can you find someone to help me?"

"Sure! Auntie's business is my business, I'll get it done for you." I'm not just bragging; I know people at the driving school, and I know the police officers in the vehicle department.

"Hehe, Xiaobo, I used to think you were pretty impressive. Now it seems you're a really good person. I was wrong about you." My aunt's impression of me began to change, and she started to rely on me.

Soon after, my aunt got her driver's license. Back then, the vehicle management department wasn't strict; as long as you had connections, it was easy to get one. My aunt exclaimed, "A friend of mine took six months to get his, and you got yours in a month! Xiaobo, you're amazing!" Seeing how much she cherished her driver's license, I felt very happy and wanted to hug and kiss her. My aunt didn't need to take the test, but I made her take it anyway, though I had someone else take it for her. My reasoning was that I could be alone with her, because I could sit in the car and wait, and after the test, we could go home together. During this time, having my beloved aunt beside me made me incredibly happy. My aunt was unaware that her enthusiastic nephew-in-law was secretly eyeing her voluptuous figure.

Next, my aunt bought a car. Because she wasn't very skilled with her hands and the repair shop had only recently opened and she needed to repay a loan, she bought a very cheap car. I chose the car; we were going to buy it in the provincial capital to save several thousand yuan. More importantly, I could go with my aunt, increasing our time together. Hearing that we could save money, my aunt was naturally willing and immediately agreed to go with me the next day.

We took the train, and the station was crowded. My aunt was afraid her bank card would be stolen, so she put it with me. I knew my aunt didn't go out much and was afraid of crowds, so I told her, "Auntie, you sit here, I'll go buy the tickets. Wait for me here, don't go anywhere, and watch your bag." Then I gave my aunt a deep look, turned, and left. My aunt called after me, "Come back soon!" I deliberately didn't turn around and strode towards the ticket window.

When I returned with the tickets, I saw my aunt anxiously looking around. When she saw me struggling through the crowd, a sweet smile spread across her face. To me, that smile was like that of a young wife eagerly awaiting her husband's return. I said, "Let's wait a little longer," and sat down next to her. We were very close; I could feel her soft bottom, and my heart started itching again, my penis becoming restless. My aunt said, "Xiao Bo, I don't know why, but I feel anxious as soon as I leave the house." I said, "It's okay, Auntie, don't be afraid, I'm here." At that moment, my aunt leaned slightly closer to me. But I knew it wasn't the right time, so I pretended to be nonchalant.

"It's time, let's go, Auntie!" The loudspeaker blared, and I grabbed my aunt's hand and stood up. I did this on purpose, it was premeditated, this was my first step, and I figured in this chaotic situation, she wouldn't think too much. Many people wanted to get on the bus; some were carrying large bags, others were pushing and shoving. My aunt was afraid of getting lost; her soft little hand was clenched tightly, which warmed my heart. I deliberately said, "Auntie, I'll go in and wait for you." My aunt frowned and pouted, saying, "No, I'm scared." That's exactly what I was waiting for. I shook my head helplessly, then pulled my aunt into my arms, standing behind her and holding her delicate shoulders tightly, pushing her forward slowly. I'm half a head taller than my aunt, and I could feel her protruding buttocks, but I didn't dare get too close, afraid she could feel my hard penis. At this moment, I was at my happiest, holding a beauty in my arms, wishing the crowds were even tighter, wishing the pace of life could be even slower, so I could savor this wonderful moment.

Once we reached the ticket gate, there was no more squeezing. I released my aunt's shoulders, took her hand, and said,

"Auntie, come with me." My aunt was also afraid of getting lost, so she held my hand tightly, and we walked hand in hand onto the platform. The train hadn't arrived yet, but our hands remained clasped. As the train sped past, I pulled my aunt closer, using my body to shield her from the wind. She closed her beautiful eyes. When it was time to board, I stood behind her again, my hands still on her shoulders, and we walked slowly forward. We continued like this, sometimes holding hands, sometimes supporting each other's shoulders, until we arrived in the provincial capital. Even when we were choosing a car at the dealership, I would either hold my aunt's hand or stand behind her, supporting her shoulders, as I explained the cars to her.

I bought the car and drove it, with my aunt in the passenger seat. Although I wouldn't have another chance to see her now, I was still in a great mood, after all, I could spend two hours alone with her. The car was a manual, with fifth gear on the upper right. In the city, when shifting gears frequently, I almost bumped into my aunt's leg, but on the highway, it was always in a higher gear, so there was no chance. I regretted taking the highway; otherwise, the journey would have been longer, and I could have bumped into her leg again.

My aunt bought a car, which was a big deal, because she had always lived a very poor life. Now, things were much better; she had a car repair shop and bought a car. Several aunts, including my mother-in-law, came, bringing their husbands and children to see it. My uncle was very happy and said he wanted to treat everyone. My mother-in-law said, "No need for you to treat, I'll treat today." My uncle said, "Sister, I'm not like before; I can treat everyone to dinner now." So, a whole group of people went to a restaurant and booked two tables. The conversation at the table turned to my aunt's car and my uncle's repair shop, inevitably bringing up my name.

My aunt said, "Let me tell you, Xiaobo, don't think that helping out is all it takes. You still have to teach me to drive." "Okay! I'll take my aunt as my apprentice," I said with a smile. In my heart, I thought, this is exactly what I planned.

Secondly,

I chose the suburbs as the practice location. It's a newly built industrial area with wide roads and few cars—definitely a good place for beginners to practice.

Normally, given the nature of my job, I'd have clients inviting me for drinks every day, but for my aunt's sake, I mostly turned down these invitations to drive with her. My wife once asked, half-jokingly, "You seem quite interested in my aunt?" I said, "Doesn't she always say I'm awesome? Now I need to lower my guard." In reality, my aunt had just learned to drive and was really into it; she was the one who called to invite me, so my wife didn't suspect anything. Every time we met, my aunt would say a few polite words: "I'm so sorry, your uncle is busy and doesn't have time to teach me, so I'm troubling you." Normally, I'm very impatient when teaching people to drive, but I was exceptionally patient and gentle when teaching my aunt.

Before each car ride, I would put my arm around her shoulder and explain the precautions; in the car, I would occasionally hold her delicate little hand, and whenever she handled it well, I would pat her back and praise her. Because of our past experiences holding hands and hugging on the train, my aunt didn't mind, taking it as me teaching her very seriously. Over time, she got used to it.

This Saturday, my aunt called early in the morning. My wife said, "I'm free today, I'll go with you." With my wife in the car, I naturally became much more restrained and stopped making any unwanted movements. Around ten o'clock, my wife received a call; they were short one person for a mahjong game and were waiting for her. My wife has always loved mahjong, and hearing they were short one person immediately made her excited. So I took over driving, dropped her off at her destination, and then drove back to the suburbs. My wife left, and I returned to my old ways.

"Xiao Bo, why didn't you do those things when Xiao Yanzi was in the car?" Auntie asked, staring straight ahead, expressionless.

The question was so sudden; I wasn't prepared and didn't know how to answer, just staring blankly at her.

"Never mind, don't ask anymore. Just teach me how to drive," Auntie finally said after a long pause.

For some reason, Auntie's question unsettled me, and I dared not touch her again. At this moment, Auntie seemed to be making mistakes, and I dared not hold her hand as before, nor stroke her back. Naturally, my voice became stiff.

"You should teach me step by step; I'm not used to being directed like this," Auntie said again.

But I still dared not be presumptuous, cautiously, my heart pounding, a feeling of wanting to get close but not daring to, wanting to stay but not wanting to. So, I tentatively placed my hand on Auntie's hand, and seeing that she didn't refuse, my heart relaxed slightly.

We practiced until after 1 p.m., when my aunt said she was a little hungry and slowly drove to a noodle shop. We always went to this noodle shop for our driving practice, ordered two bowls of noodles, ate, and then continued practicing, so we were quite familiar with the owner. Usually, when we got out of the car, I would hold my aunt's hand, but today I hesitated. My aunt laughed and said, "If you won't hold my hand today, I'll hold yours." She put her hand in mine and walked forward with a smile. Of course, I was happy that my aunt had taken the initiative, but my mind was still a bit fuzzy. I followed her into the noodle shop.

The owner saw us and called out, "Two bowls of noodles, one big and one small." Then she came over and asked, "How's it going, young lady? Is your practice going well?"

"It's still early. I'm still scared when I see a car," my aunt said, pulling me to sit down.

"How much of a year apart are you two?" the owner asked.

"Seven years!" my aunt replied.

"I told you it was my younger husband!" the proprietress said to the two waitresses, then turned to them, "Young lady, you're so lucky to have found such a young and handsome husband, and he spoils you so much. I'm not afraid you'll laugh at me, but I'm eight years younger than my husband. When I asked him to teach me to drive, he said, 'What's a woman doing driving!' It really made me so angry."

Normally, my aunt would have said, "What nonsense are you talking about? He's my nephew-in-law." But today she didn't say anything, just smiled. I wanted to explain, but my aunt reached out and squeezed my hand, signaling me to be quiet.

As they were talking, the waitress brought over two bowls of noodles. My aunt ate while chatting with the proprietress. The proprietress was extremely envious, praising my aunt for being so lucky to have such a loving younger husband. But my aunt just smiled and remained silent, never revealing anything. After we finished eating, I went to pay the bill, but my aunt got up and stopped me. The proprietress laughed and said, "How amusing, the couple is arguing. Whether you calculate it or not, it's all the same; it's still your money." In the end, I did the calculation. When we came out, my aunt deliberately put her arm around mine, making us look like a real couple.

But as we approached the car, she said, "Don't get any ideas, I'm just teasing them." We continued practicing driving. Suddenly, a motorcycle sped past, running a red light. Apparently, there were no traffic cameras on this road, and very few cars; most didn't wait for the red light. My aunt was startled, and just as we were about to crash, she didn't press the accelerator instead of the brake. The motorcycle stalled, but at least an accident was avoided. The motorcyclist was also terrified, wobbling past us before stopping on one leg, pointing at our car and yelling. I was already angry and wanted to get off and confront them. My aunt grabbed my arm tightly and said, "Don't fight!" The motorcyclist, also a coward, saw the car door open and sped away.

"You scared me to death!" Auntie said, still shaken, one hand still clinging to me, the other rubbing her ample chest.

I took the opportunity to pull her into my arms, rubbing her delicate arms, and said, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid." I then pressed my face against hers.

"What are you doing?" Auntie was alert and straightened up.

"Didn't you already admit I'm your little husband?" I said, kissing her on the lips.

"Slap!" A loud slap landed on my face. Immediately, Auntie forcefully shook off my hand, saying,

"How can you be so disrespectful? Don't you know your place?" The slap was quite hard, making my vision blur. I covered my face and looked at Auntie. Auntie's face was very unpleasant, glaring at me, her red lips trembling.

"That's enough practice, let's go home!" Auntie said, reaching for the car, but it didn't move.

"It's not started yet," I reminded her.

My aunt started the car, then remembered her driving skills and said, "You drive." She got out of the car.

As we walked across the street, I didn't dare look at her, but I saw her staring at me out of the corner of my eye—I figured she was glaring at me. I lowered my head, got into the car, pressed the clutch, shifted gears, drove through the traffic lights, made a U-turn in one smooth motion, ignoring the red light, and accelerated, keeping my eyes on the road. At that moment, I thought to myself: I'll definitely tell my uncle, and then my wife will find out, but I'm determined not to admit it. The whole way, I drove with a straight face, not saying a word.

"Stop up ahead," my aunt said, but her tone wasn't as stern as before.

I looked ahead; the road was wide, lined with newly planted trees whose names I didn't know. There were no pedestrians, only a few cars used for driving practice, almost all occupied by a man and a woman—a sea of women learning to drive.

I pulled over without a word, my eyes fixed on the road ahead.

"Does it still hurt?" my aunt asked. Seeing my silence, she added, "I'm sorry, Xiaobo, I hit you too hard." As she spoke, she reached out and touched my face. "Could you teach me a little longer?" Her last words were practically a plea.

"Auntie, I'm the one who should be sorry." I finally spoke. "At the noodle shop, I kept trying to explain, but you wouldn't let me. I just wanted to joke with you, but I didn't expect to make you angry. It's my fault, please forgive me." To lessen my guilt and to prevent Auntie from telling anyone, I lied. "Auntie, please don't tell anyone, okay?"

"Okay!" Auntie agreed, and tears streamed down her face.

I reached out to wipe Auntie's tears, but remembering what had just happened, my hand froze in mid-air, and I withdrew it, staring blankly at Auntie. Auntie took my hands, placed them on her face, and hugged me tightly, sobbing. I wiped Auntie's face with my hands, apologizing as I did so.

"Can you still teach me to drive?" Auntie asked, tilting her head up.

"Let's go back now," I said, hugging Auntie.

"Thank you!" My aunt buried her face in my chest and burst into tears. After a long while, she lifted her head, looked at me, and her lips moved. "Give me another kiss, okay?"

I was startled, but immediately realized what she meant and slowly lowered my head, pressing my lips to hers. At first, my aunt's mouth was tightly closed, but after a while, it slowly opened, allowing my tongue to slip inside. At this point, my aunt was passive; her tongue remained still, but her hands held me tightly. My tongue slid in my aunt's mouth, sometimes licking her teeth, sometimes her lips. Suddenly, my aunt's tongue began to move, from slow to fast, from passive to active, finally entering my mouth. We kissed like that for a long time.

Several times, my hands reached out to touch her breasts and buttocks, but my aunt refused with "hmm" sounds from her nose.

When my aunt saw the few driving school cars passing by on the road, and the people inside glancing sideways, she seemed to wake up and suddenly pushed me away. Then, looking at a small grove of trees ahead, she said, "Shall we drive there?" That afternoon, we didn't go anywhere else; we just stayed in the grove. But I must clarify, we only kissed; we didn't do anything else, not even touching each other's buttocks or breasts. My aunt said, "Let's stop here. We can't go any further. After all, I'm your elder, your aunt." We kissed until we were tired, then rested for a while, and then kissed again. I said, "Auntie, I really love you." My aunt said, "No, I'm your aunt." Although my aunt didn't agree to continue, I knew in my heart that in the near future, my aunt would definitely be my woman.
三、

第二天是星期天，格外的晴朗。

一早，妻子说今天没事要陪老姨练车，还说小舅子也要去，因为小舅子也想考驾驶证。这让我很失望，问妻子不去打麻将了吗？妻子说不打了，我也想练车，以后也考个驾驶证。我无奈的摇摇头。

这一整天里，妻子和小舅子果然呆了一天，始终没有离开车，有时也上来练一会。因为我变得规矩了，老姨在一旁偷偷的笑，最气人的是在背后和我做鬼脸。

但在中午吃饭的时候，老姨却坚持不去面馆，非要到前面饭店。我明白老姨的意思，她害怕老板娘像昨天一样的聊天，让姐弟俩怀疑，这一点和我想到一起了。

星期一下班后，我没接到老姨的电话，但还是开着车不由自主的来到老姨家。

老姨正在擦车，见了我笑了，说：「今天我有事，不练了。」我有一次失望，因为从火车上拉手到现在的亲吻，发展的很顺利，我害怕时间长了，还要从头做起。

这时，老姨扭着屁股打开车门，钻进副驾驶的位子上，说：「你昨天很规矩啊。」然后咯咯的笑起来，说：「走啊，上车。」我这才知道老姨是逗我玩，立刻上了车开走。在车上，我把一只手放在老姨的腿上。

「昨天你怎幺不敢这样？」老姨笑眯眯的说。

我没有做声，又把老姨的手握住，一直向前开着。一路上，老姨反复的问，你昨天怎幺不敢这样？我只是攥住她的手，眼睛目视前方，也不回答。车又来到了市郊，我没有停留，直接往小树林里开去。

「你要干什幺，不练车了吗？」老姨嚷着。

「不练了，我要把昨天的损失补回来。」我说着话，把车停下来熄火，然后就扑过去，搂住老姨。

「我不来好了。」老姨挣扎着，假意要推开我，「不行不行，我们不能这样，我是你老姨。」可见我异常坚决，才说，「就亲一会，我们就练车，好吗？」这才抱住我的腰，「最后一回，下次不许了。」

亲吻的时候，我的手又往下滑去摸屁股，老姨都把我的手拉到腰际，但今天老姨的态度没有前天那幺坚决，几次过后，就不再拉我的手，让我任意在屁股上摸索了。人心不足蛇吞象，我就是这样的人。摸了一会屁股，我又要摸奶子。同样遭到老姨软绵绵的拒绝后，就可以随意的摸了。然后，我又拉住老姨的手，往我下面按。老姨一下按倒我坚硬的鸡巴，吓得马上把手收回去，怎幺也不摸。

「小波，别这样，不好。」老姨一边回吻着我，一边说。

我想把手伸进裤子里，伸进衣服里，但同样都遭到老姨的拒绝。她说：「就在外面摸吧，不要那样。」我怕进展速度过快，惹老姨生气，就没再继续，手在外面摸索着。我心里明白，事情已经到了这份上了，就不用着急了，早晚老姨会是我身下的女人。其实，我现在也感到满足，因为以前看到老姨那敦实的身躯，就想摸一把，现在我已经达到目的了。

这天，我们没有练车，就是这样亲吻抚摸，一直到很晚，当老姨夫打电话催老姨回家的时候，我们才发现已经八点多了，这是回家最晚的一天。老姨对老姨夫说的话，令我十分安慰，她说：「我现在刚有进步，就忘了时间了。好，马上回家。」然后，我开着车送老姨回家，在下车的时候，仍然拍了屁股一下。老姨说：「你也赶紧回家吧，别让小燕子等急了。」随后的几天，我们没有什幺进展，都是亲嘴抚摸，手也没伸进去。直到星期五这一天，我哀求老姨，说就摸一下。老姨说摸一下就拿出来啊，这才憋了一口气，让我手伸进裤子里，我才实实在在的摸到了屁股。可是，老姨是坐着的，屁股没有我想象的那般柔软，但我手伸进去就不拿出来，老姨也没催我。摸奶子也是一样，老姨让我摸一下就拿出来，可我揉了很久，也没遭到拒绝。但是，我让老姨摸我的鸡巴，却遭到拒绝了。

「老姨，你就摸摸吧。」这一天，我哀求着说，把老姨的手按在鸡巴上。

老姨的脸羞的通红，乖乖的看着我，还是把手放到了鸡巴上，但一点拿捏动作也没有。我顺势把鸡巴掏出来，一根玉茎直挺挺的立在那里。老姨叫声「哎哟」，把手松开，又把头扭了过去。我把老姨的手重新放在鸡巴上，这次老姨没有拒绝，握住鸡巴却一动不动。我的手要伸进老姨的裤子里摸阴道，但老姨拒绝了，说：

「这里不能摸。」不管我怎幺哀求，老姨就是不同意，我只好摸奶子。老姨的奶子很大，手感也很好，我一边摸，屁股一边前后动着，示意老姨给我撸，但老姨始终没有撸。我只好靠着我自己前后移动来解决浑身刺痒，鸡巴里流出许多液体，弄了老姨一手。

「你这里的东西出来了。」老姨说。

「还没有呢。」我说着话，动的更厉害了，「老姨，我受不了了。」说着话，去脱老姨的裤子。

「别这样小波，我给你弄出来吧。」老姨说完，小手上下套弄起来。

霎时间，我感到浑身就像有千万只虫子在爬，奇痒难受。于是，我紧紧的抱住老姨，使劲的亲吻，手不停的揉搓着奶子。终于，精子喷射出来，有的都射到方向盘上，大多都流在老姨的手上。在射精的时候，我嗓子眼里发出一阵阵说不清的声音，老姨听到后，手也加快的速度，一直等射完了，还在套弄着。

「也不知道今晚你怎幺跟小燕子交差。」老姨用面巾纸先把自己的手擦了，然后又擦拭我的鸡巴，说。

「老姨，我爱你！」我紧紧的抱住老姨，「给我一次吧，求求你了。」「不行的小波，我毕竟是你老姨。再说，我不能做对不起小燕子的事。」老姨说。

不管是怎幺哀求，老姨始终不答应和我做爱，就连阴道也不让我伸进去摸。

老姨说：「小波，我们就到这里吧，不能再往下发展了，那可是乱伦啊。」我又说了很多的话，大多是怎幺喜欢老姨，就连把我的幻想都说出来了。老姨一直不做声，好不容易说话了，却说：「回家吧，天有些晚了。」有人一定说，事情都发展到这种程度了，即使把老姨强肏了也没事的。是的，我也想过。可是回头一想，如果我太暴躁了，会不会适得其反呢？对，好菜慢慢炖，别着急。接下来的几天里，我都会把车开到小树林里，和老姨亲吻抚摸，然后叫老姨给我手淫。一开始，老姨很矜持，说：「不要这样吧，小波。」可后来，老姨也习惯了，会主动掏出鸡巴手淫。而我就趁此机会手伸进裤子里，摸到了湿漉漉的阴道了。

「老姨，你里面都有水了，就给我一次吧。」我哀求。

「不行的小波，这是乱伦啊。我不能对不起小燕子，她毕竟是我亲外甥女。」老姨总是用这话来搪塞我。

这天，老姨说：「小波，别弄了，好好教我练车吧。快一个月了，我都没开车，手还是这样新，你老姨夫会怀疑的。」可我还是舍不得老姨，拥抱亲吻，想让老姨给我手淫。老姨，说：「小波，如果你这样和我纠缠的话，别说以后我不和你练车了。」我仍然哀求老姨再给我弄一次，可老姨很坚决说：「不！就此为止，以后再也不给你弄了。」看着老姨坚毅的面孔，我退缩了，点点头，带着老姨练车。

因为突然的转变，我不知道老姨什幺想法，也不知道应该怎幺做了。几次触摸手，老姨都很正色的告诉我，不要这样。我不知道哪里得罪了老姨，马上就规矩起来，连话都很少说。女人的心就是猜摸不透，昨天还好好的晴天，今天却阴森森起来，竟然神不可犯了。可能是老姨心情不好，今天收工很早，只开了半个小时，老姨就张罗回家。在回家的路上，我又几次试探着去摸，都被老姨义正言辞的拒绝了，吓得我再也没敢碰她。一路上，我不说话，老姨也没说话，空气十分压抑。

车停下来了，老姨和往常一样下车，却突然撅着屁股停在那里，回头问：

「今天不拍屁股了吗？」女人的心真是难以猜摸，刚才还义正言辞，现在又撅着屁股等着我拍，这到底是怎幺回事啊？但不由我多想，我怕再不去拍一下，老姨会真的走出车外，我就拍不到了。于是，我伸手拍了一下。

「上楼坐一会吧！」老姨回身弯着腰说。

我一愣，简直不相信自己的耳朵，傻傻的看着她。

「你老姨夫去省城买汽车零部件了，今晚不回家。」老姨说。

我的眼睛睁的老大，看着老姨，更不敢相信耳朵了。

「小海去他奶奶家了。」老姨又补充一句，见我没动身，又说，「你要是不爱上楼，就下车把钥匙给我，我可要回家啦！」我这时才明白老姨的用意，头像鸡吃食一样乱点，说：「好好……好好……」都激动的有些结巴了。

「别想太多了哦，我就是想给你做点饭吃，别的什幺都没有哦。」老姨说。

在楼梯里，我见四下没人，手就按住老姨的屁股。说句实在的，以往摸老姨的屁股，她都是在车里坐着，屁股是很坚硬的，没有什幺手感，今天才是第一次在老姨站着的情况下摸到的，那大肥屁股的肉真多，摸起来很舒服。

「把手拿开。」老姨严厉的说，掏出钥匙打开房门。

四、

进了屋关好门，我就紧紧的抱住老姨，先找到嘴亲吻，手在身上乱摸，最后双手按住那肥大的屁股。老姨一开始略微有些挣扎，说不可以的话，后来就静静的搂着我，接受亲吻，屁股也任意让我拿捏了。

「老姨，我想要你。」我抱住老姨往床上走去。

「别别别，小波，别这样，好吗？」老姨开始挣扎。

「不！老姨，我还没放出去呢。」我说。

「我用手给你弄出来，好不？」老姨妥协了。

「不行，我非要那样。」就把老姨按倒在床上。

老姨的双手紧紧的攥住裤子，说什幺也不让我解开腰带，但嘴随便亲，奶子随便摸。我开始哀求，说我是多幺多幺爱着老姨，能和老姨在一起，我就是全世界最幸福的人，等等，凡是好听的话都说尽了，但还是不能打动老姨。最后，我都快精疲力尽了，才哀求说：「老姨，就给我一回吧，就一次，过后我再也不了。」老姨这才说：「你的话当真？」我说：「当真」老姨这才松开手。我赶紧抓住机会，解开老姨的裤腰带。可向下脱裤子的时候，老姨又反悔了，说这样做是乱伦，对不起小燕子。

「老姨，我们俩又没有血缘关系，算不上乱伦。再说了，这是我们俩的好，和小燕子没有关系。」我说。

也许我的话打动了老姨，手再次松开，屁股还做了一个配合的动作。可老姨又反悔了，说：「我还是觉得不妥。」这时的裤子已经到了膝盖，就由不得老姨了。老姨又改变了战术，双手紧紧的抓住那白底红花的裤衩，死死不放，也不让我手伸进去。我们又开始挣扎，相互撕扯。最后，老姨终于放弃了，说：「说话算数啊，就这一次。」我这才把老姨的裤衩扯下。我怕老姨反悔，身子压住，用脚把裤衩蹬了下去。

我不想脱老姨的衣服，怕她再次反悔。再说了，脱衣服的时候，她必须坐起来，说不定一下我不留意，老姨就会跑掉，我又前功尽弃了。所以，我在脱我的裤子的时候，也用肩膀死死的压住老姨，生怕溜掉。果然不出所料，老姨开始反悔了，她抓住我的裤子，不让我顺利的脱下去。可这时也由不得她了，裤子是我的，我可以自己配合，不一会就脱了下去。老姨又开始紧紧夹住双腿，不让我跪在中间。但是，我还是强硬的分开两条腿，占领了有利位置。

「你说话算数不？……你说话一定要算数……」当我的鸡巴顶在阴道口的时候，老姨不再挣扎了，又说，「慢点啊，我害怕，这是第一次和别的男人这样。」随即，两条腿摊开，浑身软下来，憋着嘴，闭上了美丽的大眼睛。

我知道，最幸福的时候到了，手扶着鸡巴，一点点的插进阴道。老姨阴道里早就很湿滑，不费力气的就全插了进去，就听老姨「嘤」的一声娇喊，双手像蛇一样搂住我的脖子。我说了一声：「好老姨。」开始奋力抽插。此时的衣服已经成为最大的阻碍，我一边抽插，一边解老姨的衣服。这时的老姨很配合，收胳膊收手，不一会就脱了下去，乳房罩是她自己反手脱下来，然后扔在一边。我又开始脱自己的衣服，老姨竟然伸手帮忙。最后，我们一丝不挂的重叠在一起。

不一会，老姨就扭动着身躯，漂亮的圆脸上开始扭曲，双手在我后背上乱抓乱挠，嘴里大口喘气，不时的发出如歌如泣的声音。我知道，老姨的高潮来了，更加奋力的抽插。最后，老姨突然不动了，脸因为高潮后而红的像一朵桃花的美丽。我这时开始射精，嗓子眼里发出咕噜咕噜的声响。老姨深情的看着我，慢慢的体会着每一下射精。

「看你累的。」老姨说着往四下看，抓起一条枕巾擦去我额头上汗。

「老姨，谢谢你！」我这话也不知道是谢谢老姨为我擦汗，还是谢谢让我肏了这一次，反正我是真心谢谢老姨了。

「我总觉得怪怪的，怎幺能和外甥女婿做这样的事。」老姨说着，两颗晶莹的泪珠顺着眼角，滑落在枕头上，「我对不起小燕子啊，这事如果让别人知道，我怎幺有脸再活下去啊。」看起来老姨心事很重。

「老姨。」我用舌头舔舐泪痕，「没有谁对不起谁的，这是我们俩的感情，也不会让别人知道的。」我的双手放在奶子上，「老姨，如果我们都没有结婚的话，你相信不，你和小燕子在一起，我会选择你而不会选择她的？」我尽量挑好听的说，这也是男人的诡计，许多男人都是这样做的，我当然也不例外。

「你就骗我，小燕子那幺年轻，比你还小三岁，你还能选比你大七岁的我？

说谎！」老姨撇着嘴说。

「真的老姨，我没有骗你。」我吻着说。

「还说没骗我呢，见两次面都不认识我。」老姨开始怪我。

「其实，我是认识你的，但就不知道怎幺叫。」我又开始说谎，「你那幺年轻，那幺漂亮，我还以为不是叫嫂子，就应该叫姐呢。后来，当我知道你是老姨的身份，我真的有点退缩了，我没想到你是长辈。可是，和你相处半年多，我还是觉得爱你比爱小燕子深，才开始漫长的追求了。真的，老姨。」「你真的没骗我？」老姨问。

「真的！老姨，我要是说一句假话，天大雾雷劈！出门让汽车压死。」我说。

「不要说了，我信！」老姨用那张性感的嘴，堵住了我的嘴。

凡是女人都喜欢听男人说好听的话，老姨也不例外。于是，我们就这样紧紧的重叠在一起，聊了很长时间。我说很多爱慕老姨的话，就连当初看到她裤子里包裹的屁股，就有冲动想摸一把都说出来了。当我问起老姨第一次见到我的感觉的时候，老姨说没有什幺感觉，并且对我印象很不好，特别是在上火车前，总用下体顶她的屁股，对我印象就更不好了。后来在练车的时候天天欺负她，现在又这样了，都恨之入骨了。看来女人和男人不一样，男人喜欢说女人的好处，而女人总是说男人的坏处。

我们大约说了半个小时，我的鸡巴在老姨的阴道里放着，一直没拿出来。看着老姨嘴里说着我是大坏蛋，还不时的亲吻我，我的鸡巴渐渐的又硬了起来，屁股又开始上下动，鸡巴在阴道里又抽插起来了。老姨说：「你这个大坏蛋，说好了就一次，怎幺又来？」我笑着说：「一直也没拿出来，这也算一次啊。」老姨就捶打我的后背，说：「你是个大坏蛋，说话不算数，我对你印象更不好了，等完了我要报案，说你强肏我。」可随着抽插的加速，老姨就不骂了，又享受起来。

这次做爱，和刚才不同，我已经射过一次，所以坚持很长时间，竟然把老姨弄了两次高潮，我还没有射精。我说：「老姨，我再玩一会。」老姨看着我，点点头，紧紧的抱住我。

就在这时，老姨的电话响了。老姨示意我不要动了，让我伸手拿来提包，拿出电话一看，是老姨夫打来的。老姨用食指放在嘴上，示意我不要做声，这才把电话放在耳朵边。老姨夫没有别的事，就是问老姨回家没有，练的怎幺样了？老姨看看墙上的石英钟，才六点多，就说：「正在练呢，可还是不行，看见车还是害怕。」老姨夫就在那里说慢慢的就会好的，然后又说他那边买货的情况。我一开始没有动，可大家知道，鸡巴插在阴道里不动，多难受？于是开始慢慢的抽插起来。老姨狠狠的瞪我一眼，可我坏笑着，没有停止。

恰在这时，我的电话响了，这把我们吓了一跳。我的电话放在裤子里，而裤子也不远，伸手就能拿过来，一看，原来是我妻子的。想到刚才老姨撒谎说还在练车，也就大胆的接听。妻子问的话和老姨夫一样，问练完没有，什幺时候回家？

然后妻子告诉我，她现在正在岳母家，要和哥哥姐姐打麻将，让我回家自己睡。

我一边接听妻子的电话，一边合计着，这也太刺激了，老姨正在和老姨夫说话，我正和妻子说话，而我和老姨俩正在做爱，越想越觉得刺激，鸡巴就越硬，抽插的就越激烈。不久，就一边说着话，一边射精了。

在射精的时候，老姨明显的感受到了，狠狠的瞪我一眼，同时粉拳落在我后背上，又捏了一把。而这时，老姨夫正和老姨说拜拜，亲热的祝老姨睡个好觉，做个好梦，说明天上午十点就能回家。与此同时，妻子那边听到麻将哗啦啦的响，说不多说了，现在要打麻将啦，他哥哥都等不急了，还让我洗了再睡，笑嘻嘻的开了句玩笑说：「不要想我哦。」就把电话放下了。

「你真是个大坏蛋！」老姨把我推下去，「你老姨夫和我说话，小燕子和你说话，你就往人这里射啊？」说完又是一阵粉拳乱打，「你的印象现在在我眼里是最糟糕的啦，以后都不会搭理你的。」

「老姨。」我紧紧抱住老姨，摸着屁股，「今晚我不走了，就陪着你睡觉了。」「你滚，滚蛋！」老姨叫着，「我才不和你睡呢。」见挣脱不了，才说，「你让我擦擦下面啊。」

　　这一宿，我抱着老姨睡的。老姨的头一直枕着我的左臂，手紧紧搂住我的腰。

我的胳膊酸了，但我硬挺着，我觉得为了心爱的老姨值得。当一觉醒来，天蒙蒙发亮，我感觉到腹中一阵饥饿，才想起来昨晚就顾着做爱了，还没有吃饭。我看着老姨丰满的身子，熟睡甜蜜的样子，不忍心打扰她的美梦，就忍住饥饿。感觉好像是在做梦，不禁问自己，我搂的是美丽的老姨吗？我昨晚肏的真是俊俏的老姨吗？看着老姨那光滑的屁股，忍不住用手按住，揉搓。

「几点了？」老姨问。

「五点了。」我看看墙上的石英钟，说。

「我给你做饭去吧，今天你还要上班呢。」老姨说。

「我再搂你一会吧，老姨。」我紧紧的搂住老姨，不让她起来，手又摸到了阴道。

「又想了吗？」老姨问。

「嗯。」我点点头。

老姨也点点头，伸手把鸡巴攥住，套弄起来。我半起身，一只手搂着老姨的脖子，一只手在身上乱摸着，嘴在老姨的脸上转着圈的亲。老姨一只手搂住我的脖子，固定好我的头，把香喷喷的舌头伸进我的嘴里。慢慢的，我的鸡巴再次坚硬起来，老姨就用手搬着我的身体，示意我上去。当我鸡巴插进阴道的时候，老姨说：「我怎幺忘了，和你就一次，怎幺又来？」可随着我加速的抽插，老姨也进入了角色，开始呻吟起来。这次，老姨有了短暂的高潮，可我迟迟没射，一直到六点半，大约肏了一个半小时，我才射。可这时，做饭已经不赶趟了。

「老姨，我们出去吃吧，我请你。」我笑着说。

「你给我折腾了一宿，你不请我谁请？」老姨穿着衣服，说。

我们吃的是油条豆腐脑，就在路边。

「老姨，晚上还练车啊。」我说。

「不练了，练车就欺负我，还赖在人家不走。」老姨说。

吃完饭后，我们一起回来，我上了我的车，这也是分手的时刻。老姨走到我车边，扶着车棚，大眼睛深情的看着我，说：「慢点开，路上一定要注意安全。」然后摸了摸我的脸，向后退了几步，举起小手，说，「拜拜，晚上见。」「回去把屋子收拾一下，别让老姨夫看出来。」我说。

「我知道了，你走吧。」老姨说。

我把车开了十多米停下，回过头来看，只见老姨已经向楼门走去。她的身板依然挺拔，屁股依然浑圆，走路时还是那幺颤抖。我笑了，自言自语的说：「老姨，我最亲爱的老姨，你终于成为我的女人了。」

五、

Since my affair with my aunt began, I felt much more at ease and almost stopped going to prostitutes. My aunt was not only beautiful, but her voluptuous body was also my favorite, and besides, having sex with her was free. However, my aunt was under a lot of pressure. After all, our relationship was illicit, and she was afraid that word would get out and damage her reputation. She repeatedly told me to stop and not to go any further. But I couldn't bear to part with her body, and every time we went out for driving practice, I would forcefully kiss and caress her. My aunt couldn't do anything about it and had to give in. She said,

"You absolutely can't let anyone know."

My aunt always worked at the repair shop and never went home, so I insisted on having sex at her house. But my aunt was very worried, since the repair shop wasn't far from home, and her husband might come home at any time; if she caught him, it would be all over.

So, I rented a single room. When I told my aunt about the rented apartment, she hesitated and said,

"Xiaobo, should we continue? I'm still your aunt, after all." I ignored what she said and pulled her upstairs. Each time, she seemed reluctant, but I persisted, and she was afraid of being seen arguing, so she had no choice but to follow me upstairs. After a while, she stopped saying anything and just followed me upstairs. Every time we finished, she would always say, "Don't let anyone know!" My aunt was finally able to drive herself. My uncle was overjoyed and wanted to treat us to a meal. He came from a modest background and was rather stingy, so he didn't go to a restaurant. He just bought some groceries and set up a table at home, saying that since my aunt was idle anyway, he wanted to give her something to do. To show that he was now wealthy, he also invited my mother-in-law, my second aunt, and my third aunt.

At the dinner table, my uncle seemed very happy, saying many times that without me, he wouldn't be who he is today, and his family wouldn't be where they are today. So, my second and third aunts also praised my wife for finding such a capable son-in-law. My mother-in-law and wife were even more proud at the dinner table. My aunt pretended to be nonchalant, calling him "nephew-in-law" repeatedly, telling everyone that he could now drive on his own and that they could ask for anything in the future. Then she said, "Nephew-in-law, let me toast you." She really acted like an elder. My mother-in-law couldn't stop smiling, saying, "Don't let his young age fool you, he's really my dear aunt!" So everyone started calling him "nephew-in-law" too.

After dinner, it was already past 2 PM. My uncle said he had a car waiting to be repaired and was in a hurry, so he was going to the repair shop. My mother-in-law said, "Let's go take a look too." So everyone wanted to go. My aunt said, "I'll clear the dishes and come later." My wife said, "Xiao Bo, Auntie's been drinking. Why don't you drive over with her later? We'll see how she drives." My uncle said, "Okay, you can wait a bit." After saying that, I went out with everyone, leaving only my aunt and me at home.

I walked over, put my hand on my aunt's buttocks, and looked at her with a smile. My aunt had been calling me her nephew-in-law the whole time, already embracing her role as my aunt. When she saw me touching her buttocks, she turned around and said, "What kind of bastard nephew-in-law are you, touching your mother-in-law's buttocks?" My aunt's mouth has always been dirty, especially with my uncle; she says all sorts of swear words, and today she let it slip again.

"I am that kind of bastard nephew-in-law, not only touching my mother-in-law's but also doing *that* kind of thing." I hugged my aunt tightly and pressed her onto the bed.

"Xiao Bo, don't do this, maybe they'll come back." My aunt finally came back to reality and pleaded.

"They can't come back right away, let's do it quickly." I pressed my aunt firmly onto the bed.

"If you do this, don't say I'll accuse you of rape!" my aunt said seriously.

"Whatever, Auntie, I want you today, even if it means getting shot," I said, already unbuttoning my aunt's pants.

My words moved her; she stopped struggling and only said, "Hurry up," before helping me take off my pants, saying, "Don't take off your clothes, just hurry up."

So, neither of us took off our clothes, and we started making love on the bed, naked from the waist down. This was the second and last time I made love on my aunt's bed; from then on, we'd always made love in our rented room. This time, because my aunt was very nervous, I didn't have an orgasm and kept urging me to hurry. About ten minutes later, I ejaculated. My aunt didn't even wipe herself; she quickly put on her clothes, saying, "You bad boy, couldn't we have had more time to do it in our rented room?" I quickly put on my clothes too, looking at my aunt with a wicked grin. Finally, I helped my aunt clear the dishes before going downstairs and driving to the repair shop.

In the afternoon, my aunt drove around the city with my mother-in-law and two others squeezed in the back, especially driving along the edge of that small grove of trees. My aunt knew I was up to no good and pouted angrily. But the people in the back had no idea what was going on and kept praising my aunt's driving skills. My wife even said, "It's all thanks to my husband, otherwise, would my aunt be able to drive like that?" When no one was around, my aunt pinched me hard and said, "You big bad guy, my pants are full of your dick stuff, all damp and cold." I laughed because my aunt was driving around the city with my semen on her hands and feet, taking my wife and mother-in-law with her. Now that

my aunt could drive herself, I no longer had the chance to meet her at night, which was perfectly normal in my wife's and uncle's eyes. Usually, I didn't see my aunt; I would just go to the repair shop and chat with my uncle. But, when my uncle was busiest, I would still invite my aunt out to our rented apartment to make love. A year has passed in the blink of an eye. In the rented room, I've lost count of how many times I've had sex with my aunt. We were always quick to come and go, parting ways immediately afterward, so no one knew

about our relationship. We were like a normal couple, not just staying in one position, but trying different things, like doggy style, upside-down waxing, and of course, oral sex. I suggested oral sex; my aunt was a little embarrassed at first, but after my repeated pleas, she did it to me. You see, my aunt's mouth is very sexy, and she can take my penis completely inside. Her white teeth and the contractions of her throat excite me immensely; the thought of ejaculating inside feels incredibly pleasurable. So we did it frequently, especially when my aunt was menstruating. The oral sex from beginning to end gave me pleasure from head to toe.

[The End]

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