Shit! Jake hadn't thought of that, considered that Ellen might look for him at school. He'd been so entranced by his aunt, he hadn't thought that far ahead. He had to say something to Ellen. "I went but I was so bummed over being caught, I couldn't concentrate. I cut today. I just got home a while ago. Your mom didn't seem to notice I was earlier than normal though."
Ellen was staring him down. She was furious. Her plan had been to meet up with him at school where they could talk without being afraid her mom would catch them. She'd spent a miserable day trying to hang there, hoping Jake would show. "You didn't even answer your cell!"
"I'm sorry Ellen. I turn it off when I get to first class. Guess I forgot to turn it back on." She didn't soften in the least, so he laid it on her. "Ellen, I'm in deep shit here. If your mom tells, I'm more screwed than you are. I'll have to leave here and I'll lose my first term of school. I had to get away today to think about it."
That took hold of her. "I'm sorry. I guess I forgot that part. I just wanted to talk to you about it. Now isn't the time for it either. I've probably fucked up by walking up here. I better go. Turn on your cell. I'll call you from my room."
"Ok." Jake was relieved. He turned on his cell, smacking himself in the forehead. How did they forget about Ellen? He KNEW she'd be looking for him. How was he going to get through a phone call with her? He didn't have to wait long to answer that question, the cell rang.
Over the next hour, Jake managed to get Ellen to agree to back off. He truly was worried her mom would throw him out if they got caught again.
Downstairs, Angela knew that Ellen would go right to Jake because of course she'd been looking for him at school. She had to let Jake work it out with Ellen. She wasn't sure how she felt about sharing him with her. It would be natural for him to want to keep up something with her, but was Angela capable of letting it go on? What if Ellen got pregnant? What if Harold caught them? For now she was sure Jake would put a stop to it. She hadn't told him to, but he was smart enough to figure it out.
That evening, Jake ensconced himself in his room saying he had a project he needed to concentrate on. He didn't want to have to contend with any of his relatives, especially his uncle Harold. Having now had carnal knowledge of both women under Harold's roof, he wasn't sure he could look at much less speak to his uncle. It also left him time to contemplate the afternoon with Angela. Jake found her powerfully attractive, more so than he could've imagined. He had felt women of her age would be more sensual and sexual and now he had the proof. He also felt he'd made a choice between a fine wine aged to perfection and a cheap wine bought at the Safeway.
It was very late when he finally turned out the light and got in bed. He had avoided masturbating, mostly out of fear of being caught. He didn't know if one of them might show up, but since the light was out now, he no longer felt any restraint was necessary. He had not permitted himself a full revisiting of his hours of pleasure with his aunt, but now he would. Her body was different than her daughter's, her belly was flat but soft and luscious; he remembered sinking into her sweet pink flesh, its firm caress of his hardened meat. Her mature pussy as it grinded down on his manhood, the moves of the younger woman didn't compare to Angela's intensity. Her breasts, having nurtured a baby; mature nerves replacing inexperienced, giving her another level of sensitivity. His thoughts were stimulating him as massaged his cock, bringing him to the brink of climax. He had found a home with his aunt and realized what he was missing with his mother, a revelation to him. As he shot hot semen onto his stomach he heard, "oh Jake honey. Don't waste that alone in the dark." Aunt Angela had silently entered his room.
Though Jake had spent hours in close sexual contact with her and it was dark, he was still embarrassed. Angela padded over to his bed, let her nitey slide off her body and got in. Her arms enfolded him, bringing his face to her chest where his head rested on her pliant tits. Angela's natural maternal instincts caused her to smooth his hair and tenderly rub his back as he began gently sucking on her nipples.
"So, I don't have to ask. Our afternoon doesn't trouble you." She quietly giggled. Discontinuing his attention to her lovely mammaries and looked up towards her even though he couldn't see her in the darkness.
"No Aunt Angela, it doesn't," immediately returning to his task. He teased them with his tongue, then drew as much as he could into his mouth and began almost nursing from her. Angela's pussy almost ran with moisture. This sweet 18 year old brought out not only the mother in her, but the very sexual woman in her as well.
Not wanting to break the spell, but mindful of the danger and her need to have her nephew one more time, she gently rolled over, straddling him. Easing her hips up, she located his stiffened member, rubbed it around her sodden snatch then briskly descended upon it, wiggling her ass all the way down.
"Ahhhhhhhhhh oh God." Jake's turn to moan Angela smiled to herself. She rocked forward, placing her hands on his shoulders, then went back down, making a small circle with her torso, tilting her pelvis forward pulling up again, putting downward pressure on him and at the same time her clit. Jake was amazed at this undulating move, the fully developed knowledge of a mature woman. It was almost as if her cunt was dancing with his cock. He wished he could see her. Angela repeated this move over and over until her orgasm would not be held in check any longer causing her to pitch back and forth, quick and hard.
"Jake, ahhhhhhhh....ahhhhhhhhhhh....I'm going to cum....honey..." she roughly whispered.
"Yessssssssssss...go...just go." He urged her. Even though he had cum only a short while earlier, his balls were a throbbing, begging to send his seed into his aunt. She continued with great enthusiasm, riding him hard, until they came almost simultaneously in hushed but ardent tones. Jake launched jets of cum into her, Angela's pussy clinched him tightly, pulsing with every tremor until she gave way, resting on him, panting quietly in the stillness of the night.
Jake wished she'd stay for a while, but knew she'd recover and return to her own bed. He would love nothing more than her body, next to his all night, while he rested on her motherly bosom. But she would have to go and she did. Lifting herself from his softening dick, she climbed off him, put her nite gown back on and bent down to kiss him. Her natural scent mixed with his own encompassed him as she kissed him with her open mouth. "Jake, get some rest. We'll talk tomorrow. Remember we have to keep a lid on this, so never forget to be cool around me."
"Yes Aunt Angie, I won't forget." She kissed him once more and left. Jake was mentally exhausted from the day. He rolled over, breathing in what was left of the evidence she'd been in his bed and was asleep before he knew it.
Angela called Jake on his cell after he left the house the next morning. He was relieved. He didn't know how they'd manage any conversation with Ellen around.
"Jake, like I said last night, we have to be real careful. We can't let on that anything has happened between us. Just be yourself, joke with me like you always do. I spoke with Ellen already. She understands that nothing can happen between the two of you and as long as it doesn't, I'll stay quiet. I told her to forget it happened and let's go back to the way things were. I think she'll relax and it will be ok."
