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Satisfying Suzanne
He keeps his aunt satisfied.
When I left school I took a job as an apprentice electrician. I worked for a company as a maintenance electrician, through the other tradesmen I learned the basics of some other trades. My parents were glad that I decided to pick a trade rather than work in a stuffy office. After working for eight years the company went bust, all staff were laid off. Several of the older guys opted for early retirement, I took the plunge and started my own business.
When all of this happened I was living with my girlfriend, Laura. Money was tight to start with, Laura wasn't happy that we couldn't go out as often as we had. Eventually Laura had enough, she broke up with me for someone with more money. I had to give up the flat as I couldn't afford it on my own. My Dad, Derek and Mum Gloria suggested that I could move into the small apartment above their garage. It was built for my grandfather, he lived there for a few years before he passed away.
I looked the place over and decided to accept their offer, I paid them a few hundred pounds each month to cover utilities. I cleaned the place up and used some of the furniture from the flat I had shared with Laura. Slowly business started to pick up, I was now spending more time working than sitting at home. One Wednesday evening I was sitting watching television when my mum knocked on the door.
"Steve, can you call around and see your Aunt Suzanne? She has some jobs that she wants done."
Aunt Sue was my mum's younger sister. "Yeah, sure, I'll call and tell her I will be over on Saturday." Mum and Sue were similar in a lot of ways. Mum has a few more curves after giving birth to two kids, Sue hadn't had kids so she was slimmer. They both had brunette hair, Mum's was cut in a bob, Sue's was long and hung halfway down her back. Mum was forty-six, seven years older than Sue.
My mum was the only person who called Suzanne by her proper name, everyone else shortened it to Sue. I had a job I was working on for a customer, he wanted it completed by Friday. I think his daughter was having a birthday party that weekend, he wanted it all sorted before her friends came over. I got the job done and the guy paid me, he included an extra fifty pounds for getting it done quickly. I thought about going to the pub for a few hours, but once I got home all I wanted was food and a chance to relax. My parents left to spend the weekend with some friends who had moved away, after watching television for a couple of hours I headed off to bed.
After breakfast I called my aunt Suzanne to let her know I would be calling round later. She asked me to arrive after one o'clock, as she had some errands to run. I spent some time sorting out business paperwork, I left for Sue's house and arrived just after one-fifteen. Sue answered the door dressed in a grey sweatshirt and matching bottoms. The outfit did nothing for her figure, I assumed she wore it for comfort.
"Come in, Steve." I stepped inside and hugged her.
"Mum said you had some jobs that you wanted done."
"Yes. Come through to the kitchen and we can talk while I make some coffee." I followed her and sat at the table. She passed my coffee and carried on preparing food, I watched as she chopped vegetables.
"So what is it you want doing? Aunt Sue."
"I want a ceiling fan fitted in the bedroom and some light switches swapping, I have chosen some nice brass switches for the rooms upstairs."
"What's with the fan? Gets a bit hot in the bedroom, does it?" I joked.
"I wish." She muttered. "If Henry took as much notice of me as he did his golf clubs I would be happy."
"Surely he doesn't ignore you all the time?"
"Your mum and gran said he wasn't the one for me, I didn't listen and now I know they were right."
"So who is paying for the work, you or him?" I asked.
"He is. I suggested getting it done, his reply was to get someone in to do it, he doesn't have time."
I watched as Sue slumped her shoulders and carried on with the vegetables. I stood up and walked over to her, I wrapped my arms around her waist and hugged her. I know she was my aunt, but she was a good looking woman all the same, Sue tensed and then relaxed. I felt her press her arse back against me, my cock was chubbing up and she must have felt it. I rested my chin on her shoulder.
"I'm sure Henry is just busy." Sue shook her head and pressed back against me slightly harder. I kissed Sue just behind her ear, she put the knife down and stood with her palms flat on the counter top. She gasped when I kissed her earlobe. Gently I sucked on her earlobe, my hands slid up and cupped her tits through her sweatshirt. It was obvious Sue wasn't wearing a bra. I kissed her neck and slipped my hands inside her sweatshirt, her tits felt great and the nipples were as hard as pebbles.
"Please Steve. Please don't start something you can't finish." Sue whispered.
"Who says I can't finish it?" I slipped my hand down inside the waistband of her trousers. Sue didn't make any attempt to stop me. She moved away from the work top, that gave me access lower down. I carried on and cupped my hand over her pussy, her panties were soaked. I felt Sue's hand grope my cock through my jeans, she gave it a gentle squeeze. My finger was stroking her pussy through her panties. My other hand was groping and squeezing her tit. I felt Sue squeeze her thighs together, I didn't know if she was trying to stop me or not.
"Follow me upstairs. You can finish this properly." Sue gasped as I removed my hands, I followed her upstairs. "Henry is not stupid, we can use the spare bedroom."
I watched as Sue removed her sweatshirt and trousers, there was a dark patch on the front of her panties. I undressed as Sue slipped off her panties and laid back on the bed, my cock was rock hard.
I knelt down and put my head between her legs, Sue was gasping and moaning as I kissed her thighs. Her pubic hair was thick and bushy. Why bother shaving if nobody is going to take any notice. I didn't care, I intended to eat her pussy, hairy or not.
"Ooh fuck." Sue muttered as my tongue licked her wet pussy lips. She carried on moaning and gasping as my tongue worked on her clit, she squealed when I slid a finger inside her. I had no idea when Sue last had sex, going by the noises she made and the way she pushed her pussy against my face, I thought it must have been a while ago.
My chin was covered in her juices as my tongue and finger worked on her pussy.
"Do it, Steve. Come and fuck me, please." Sue moved back on the bed, her legs spread wide ready.
I laid between her legs, I looked into her eyes. I moved her long dark hair away from her face, I kissed Sue as my cock slid inside her wet pussy. "Oh God, feels so good, so fucking good. Fuck me Steve!"
Sue was thrashing about as I pounded into her, her fingernails dug into my shoulders as I fucked her.
"Cumming, cumming." Sue squealed loudly as she came, I felt her juices soak my crotch.
