JOHN.
John woke up late, but it was no problem as it was a Saturday and he didn't have to go to work this weekend. He had overslept a bit because last night had been his eighteenth birthday and he had been out with a few friends celebrating.
Luckily he never suffered from hangovers so although a bit tired he was otherwise ok. Feeling the now familiar ache in his cock he resigned himself to his morning wank.
He had tried often to ignore his cock's demands but if he didn't see to it then he would think of nothing else all day but girls. Once he had come he would feel the welcome relief and relaxation of all his muscles that was the good side of masturbation.
The bad side was the recognition that although he was now officially a man he had still never had sex with a girl.
John was an apprentice engineer and as such was in a predominantly male world. The walls of the factory were covered in pinups of naked women, some with their legs wide open and leaving nothing to the imagination. Most of the banter between the engineers was about who they fancied in the office and who had fucked who lately.
Like most lads he tried to give the impression that he had plenty of girlfriends and was quite a man of the world, but unfortunately he was just to shy to approach any of the girls he fancied, and too honest to pretend to fancy the ones he didn't.
However before he could commence his relief, he heard his mother coming up the stairs towards his room.
'Come on John, get up quick, you promised to help me this morning,' she shouted through his bedroom door before returning to the kitchen. To take his mind off he sexual problems he tried to remember what it was that he had to do that day.
Oh yes, he remembered that he had promised to help his mother's old friend Auntie Mabel move in to her new house just up the road from theirs.
He had never met her, apparently she wasn't really his Aunt but was just a very old friend of his mother's sister and after being widowed a few years ago had downsized into a small flat close to his mother for company.
He got up, washed and dressed and ran down to the kitchen. His mother Doreen, who had been up since 7am made him some tea and toast and then they both left the house and walked the few hundred yards to the flat.
MABEL.
The removal men had just driven away and the first thing john noticed was a woman bending over a box in the garden. She was wearing a pair of denim shorts, a tee-shirt, and a big floppy hat and he noticed that she had a lovely little bum.
'Who is that?' he asked his mum as they went through the gate. His mum ignored him as she walked right up to the woman and lightly smacked her on the bottom.
'Hello trouble, here we are at last, I've brought you a strong pair of arms to do the heavy lifting so you don't need to lift that box anywhere'. The woman straightened up and turned to face them with a welcoming smile on her face.
She was about five foot tall and although generally slim she had a well-developed bust under the tee-shirt.
He realised that although from the rear she looked like a young woman, her beautiful heart shaped face belonged to a mature worldly-wise woman. Her eyes were a stunning deep blue and they focused on john as he stood by the gate.
'Hello Dor, lovely to see you, who is this fine young man?' she asked smiling at John. 'This is my son John, John this is your Auntie Mabel'. Introduced his mum. 'For heaven's sake Dor. You make me feel old, Auntie indeed, 'just call me May, John' she replied shaking his hand and looking up at him with a smile.
From his height advantage he looked down at her and his eyes were drawn involuntarily to where the top of her loose tee-shirt had gaped open and was giving him a partial view of two firm large breasts.
Like most teenagers he was transfixed for a few seconds before he noticed May was still shaking his hand which had the effect of making her breasts wobble in a most disturbing way.
To his horror he felt his unruly cock stiffen in his pants and he could feel his face going red. ' Nice to meet you he stammered'.
'I can see that' she replied with a mischievous grin and turned and walked towards his mother who was waiting just inside the door of the flat for them.
John used the few seconds when they were both looking the other way to put his hand into his pants and adjust his cock so it didn't stick out so much.
His mother had gone into the flat and was moving things about in the small kitchen, but May had stopped at the front door and to John's further embarrassment she seemed to be observing him in the reflection of the glass panels in the door.
She turned to him with a smile and said, ' when you have sorted yourself out John, could you bring in that box of things marked for the kitchen please'. She then joined his mum in the kitchen, while he located the box required and brought it in to them.
They spent most of the morning settling her in and John found himself really liking May, he found her charming and witty and gradually relaxed in her company until he felt that he had known her for ages.
After a tea break during which his mum quizzed May about her life before coming to the village, John learned that she had been married to a wealthy businessman who had spent a lot of the time travelling around the world for a big oil company. Sometimes he would take May with him to exotic places, but more often she was left behind in England. He had died in Bahrain and his body was flown back to England for burial a few years ago.
May had been alone in their big house in Berkshire until she had finally decided to move closer to her friends and family.
May had a lovely melodious voice and John found himself empathising with her as she spoke of her childhood and amusing anecdotes of her life as a teenager and a young woman.
John noticed that there was no mention of children in her stories and he also noticed that his mum avoided asking about any.
FIRST MOVES.
As they finished up in the lounge May asked john to take a box of bits up to the room that she would be using as a her bedroom. He carried the large box carefully upstairs negotiating the narrow stairs with care lest he dropped it and finally lowered it onto the double bed that he had previously assembled.
The box however gave up the ghost when it hit the bed and its contents spilled out over the covers.
He gave a resigned sigh and started to gather up the bits and pieces into a neat pile. Suddenly he noticed that he was holding in his hand what appeared to be a copy of his cock.
It was slightly bigger than him at full size and seemed to be made of a soft latex that felt rather nice and warm in his hand. Although a virgin he knew from stories told to him by the older engineers that this was a vibrator, and women used them to make themselves orgasm.
A picture of May lying on her back stark naked with this thing thrust up her cunt flashed unbidden into his mind and instantly his cock sprang again into full erection.
He groaned and with the hand that wasn't holding the vibrator he grasped his unruly cock and squeezed it to try and get it back to normal. Unfortunately all this achieved was to make it even bigger and he had to drop the vibrator on the bed in order to use both hands so as to straighten his cock upright in his pants for as much comfort as he could get in his present condition.
Just when he thought things couldn't get any more embarrassing he looked up to see May standing in the doorway watching him with a wry grin on her face.
'I see you have met my secret lover; sorry about the box it was to old for the job, a bit like me' she said quietly.
'Sorry Aunt May' he stammered going red again, ' it just fell out and I picked it up, and I don't think that you are to old at all, I think you are fantastic and I like you a lot'
'Do you really like me John? That's very nice to hear at my time of life, when you get to Sixty you tend to think that a lot of things are over for you. Its nice to hear that someone still thinks about you in a certain way'.
'You don't look anything like Sixty' he replied 'you have got a better figure than most of the girls at college'. 'Why John what do you mean? Are you referring to these by any chance, I couldn't help but notice your interest earlier' she said with a smile.
John looked on in amazement as she cheekily held her breasts, one in each hand and slowly lifted them up, he couldn't help but notice that her nipples had gone hard as they pushed against the thin material of her tee-shirt.
'We get erect too you know, just like someone we know' she whispered conspiratorially to him and winked as she walked out of the bedroom.
'John, May, tea's ready when you are' yelled Doreen up the stairs to them. John followed May downstairs, he took his time to give his cock a chance to shrink back to normal before he had to appear in front of his mum.
May thanked them both for all their help and invited them both round the next day for a small housewarming party. Doreen said they would be delighted to come and that they would bring her husband Sam as well. That night as he lay in bed John couldn't think of anything but May. She fascinated him, she was still beautiful and sexy and so obviously experienced compared to the young silly girls that he was used to in College.
He kept seeing her lifting her fantastic breasts up for him and the thought of her hard nipples caused him to wank his cock harder and longer than he had ever done before.
When he finally came his cum shot up into the air a good few feet before splattering back over his belly and pubic hair.
The image that ignited his massive orgasm was of him sucking those glorious nipples and hearing May moan his name as he called out hers in the midst of his orgasm.
HOUSEWARMING.
The next day couldn't come soon enough for him and he was up, showered and dressed by eight and surprised his parents by appearing in the kitchen without them having to call him.
He had taken special care in dressing and his mother complimented him on how smart he looked.
'Seeing a new girl are we' commented his dad jokingly. 'Leave him alone Sam, its nice to see him up, let alone smart for a change', said Doreen with a fond smile at them both.
The evening finally arrived and they walked over to May's flat. John had been looking forward to seeing her all day but when she opened the door to let them in he was stunned.
She was wearing an evening dress of scarlet silk, which chastely covered her breasts. However the sight that took John's breath away was her hair. The previous day she had been wearing a big floppy hat that had almost completely hidden her hair.
