Aunt Vicky is about 5ft4, forty five, long curly dark down hair, pretty and slim though by her own words she has a big arse. She hasn't been married but had been in a number of relationships.

While she assisted me in unpacking my things she said I could stay as long as I liked. I'd have further to walk to college but her spare bedroom was bigger than mine at home. She didn't ask about Sharon and Trevor or why I had asked to move in with her. Aunt Vicky probably asked mum when they spoke.

Mum would visit however I didn't go around to her house as Sharon and Trevor would be there.

A few months passed and one afternoon at college after class had finished Mr Peter's asked if I'd help him in shifting some boxes of books. I was happy to as I wasn't working at the store that day. He's about 6ft2, early forties, short greying hair and slim. Some of the girls in the class had a crush on him.

— "George your excellent in your class but I never see you with any friends?" he said as we entered the store room.

I told Mr Peter's that I didn't have any friends at college and then I said about Trevor. He asked if we hung out in the evenings so I explained to him about Sharon and that I'd moved into my auntie's home.

When we were finished he offered to drive me home. When we arrived auntie was coming out of the neighbour's house. Seeing me she came over and I introduced her to Mr Peter's and aunt Vicky invited him in for a cup of tea.

They sat in he kitchen while I went into the lounge and put on the TV. About half an hour later Mr Peter's said goodbye and auntie after seeing him to the door came into the lounge with a smile and said that he had asked her out on a date.

— "George you ok if I go out on a date with your teacher?" she asked.

— "Course auntie. He's a nice guy" I replied.

Auntie kissed me softly on the cheek and said she'll go cook dinner.

She and Mr Peter's went out for a meal a couple of days later. When she came home I asked if she had enjoyed herself. Aunt Vicky said they were going out again on Saturday to a movie.

Auntie enquired again if i minded as because of what occurred with Sharon and Trevor. I replied that was different cause he was my best friend, she's my sister, he didn't ask and they kept it a secret...

Over the next month or so she and Mr Peter's went out often on dates. He even came around to dinner once but didn't stay the night. Whether Aunt Vicky ever went to his home she didn't say.

My sister apparently has taken a part time job in a store. Though she had a degree she hadn't been able to secure a job.

Auntie was out with Mr Peter's one evening and after finishing my homework I watched tv for a while then feeling tired I went to bed. I dozed off but was woken by people talking and noises. Groggily I stood up and went out to the hall. The bathroom was empty and as I walked past aunties bedroom she wasn't in there.

Reaching the bottom of the stairs I looked into the lounge which was empty however there's a serving hatch between the lounge and the dining room. A light shone through the semi closed hatch so I walked over to it and peered in.

In the dining room is a table and chairs, a sideboard with china in and an old leather armchair in the corner. In the chair was Mr Peter's naked and sitting astride him also naked with his cock inside her and her legs over the chair arms was Aunt Vicky.

Her large beautiful arse was bouncing up and down as she rode him. Mr Peter's cock was long and thick and auntie's pussy was stretched wide as she thrust up and down. Moaning loudly "Ohhhhhh..... you're...soo..fuuucking...big".

Never hearing her swear before I was surprised but also very turned on. My cock was straining against my pyjama shorts as auntie went quicker. Her hairless arsehole was gorgeous too and when she began to tremble she groaned "Fuuuuuck fuuuuuck" as she came.

Shaking as she orgasmed Mr Peter's held her tightly. Auntie was breathless as she rested her head on his shoulder. Then when aunt Vicky had her breath she lifted up off of his hard cock which was covered in her come.

At that moment without even touching my cock my balls tightened and I came hard in my shorts. I grabbed the frame off the hatch as my knees wobbled. Auntie had stood up as had Mr Peter's. From the side I saw her tits. Smaller than Sharon's but beautiful. Her nipples were like pebbles as they poked forward.

Auntie then knelt on the chair with her arse in the air. Legs parted her pussy was bald like my sister's however aunties pussy lips were kind of tucked in where as Sharon's were thick and on the outside.

Mr Peter's then stood behind her and pushed his cock inside. Aunt Vicky moaned as he did then he began to thrust while holding her hips. Auntie was moaning with pleasure and feeling guilty at spying I walked away and towards the bathroom.

Taking off my come covered shorts I put them on top of the laundry basket lid and cleaned my groin. Then wearing only a t-shirt I headed to my bedroom. Putting on another pair of shorts I climbed into bed and dozed off.

Next morning auntie was still in bed when I ate breakfast and went to college. Mr Peter's car wasn't outside so he hadn't stayed the night. When I came home after college and working at the store auntie who was in the kitchen apologised for not seeing me off that morning.

— "You were probably worn out after your date" I said without thinking.

Auntie looked me, laughed and said "I was tired".

While we ate dinner auntie commented that I'd left my pyjama shorts on top of the laundry bin. I had forgot about my come covered shorts and while I stammered to answer auntie smiled and said "It's ok darling your a young man".

Did she guess I had watched her having sex or did she assume I had come in bed?

A month later mum told us that Sharon was pregnant and Trevor had moved in. As for aunt Vicky she and Mr Peter's kept dating and sometimes he would stay over and she would stay at his home....

During college I never went out with a girl and wouldn't do until I was working in the city. Then I was in my late twenties and that girl would take my virginity and we would marry.

Sharon and Trevor didn't stay together for long after their daughter was born. She and I didn't speak though until after I was married. She regretted going out with Trevor though she loved her daughter Karen and we became close again.

The end