The Ceo

Eva's trip to Germany was coming up quickly, but it couldn't get here soon enough. Many nights Eva had gone back to taking care of herself, though it wasn't quite the same. An anal plug and lube had been placed in her drawer a day or so after the last 'event', and Eva found that her fantasies had started to include it.

Eva tried to imagine what it would be like to take two guys at once like she had seen Aunt Margo do, and what it would feel like inside of her. Eva would roll over on her stomach and then press her ass up into the air, and slowly lube it with her fingers before sliding the toy into it. When Eva was good and excited, she would then shove the dildo in her pussy, feeling it fill her up and it was usually enough to send her over the edge when she had been playing for awhile.

Aunt Margo had called, and Eva agreed to meet her for dinner. As she arrived, Eva did away with the pleasantries.

"You should have told me! Eva said, with a sudden tinge of anger.

"I couldn't," she replied. "I know you understand." Yes, Eva was sure that she was under strict orders from the mistress.

"But, I...," Eva couldn't explain what she needed to get out.

"...Had about four orgasms despite yourself," Aunt Margo chuckled, completing here sentence for her. "It happens to me, too."

"That's not what I'm talking about, and you know it," Eva argued.

"How could you possibly know until it happens?" Margo questioned.

"It just seems like I should have had some warning or something." Eva countered.

"Well, now, you knew you were playing with fire, sleeping with a married man," Aunt Margo chided. "It could have turned out much worse."

Aunt Margo had turned it back on Eva. What had she been doing? Eva thought. Eva had made decisions every step of the way to continue down this path. Eva knew she could decide to turn around now, if she wanted. But something kept drawing her in, enticing her, and she felt she was powerless to stop it. In fact, Eva didn't even care; she had given herself over to it already. It had happened that night at the party, when she went back for more after the Duke and couldn't stop. To be honest, Eva wanted more right now.

"Have I changed?" Eva asked, out of blue.

"No, I don't think you've changed. You've matured and made some decisions about who you are going to be. I see the same person in you that I always have, and I love you very much." Aunt Margo comforted.

"You are just coming to terms with your own sexuality," Margo continued. "Some women are too afraid to, and never try anything, holding all their desires inside and never acting on them. I've known women who have never had an orgasm, mainly because they are afraid to, that having that enjoyment will somehow make them less than the woman they think they should be. That is no way to lead your life."

"I just feel like I should be finding some happy medium, but I can't seem to stop my desires. I mean, I'm so horny I'd fuck anyone right now. I think I'm losing my mind," Eva said exasperated.

"You're not losing you mind," Aunt Margo said. "I still get that way sometimes. I wish I could tell you those feeling subside as you get older, but they haven't for me. I have just gotten better about channeling those energies in productive ways, Plus, I have a lot of names in my black book," she giggled.

"I do keep one other trick up my sleeve, but you are not ready for me to share that one with you just yet," Margo mused. Remind me of it later when you need it really bad."

Wow, Eva thought, it can get worse? Eva was sure she needed it about as bad as she could. Eva almost wished Aunt Margo would wisk her away to another bar to get laid. Of course, Eva really didn't need her. She was more than capable of doing it on her own. In fact, Eva knew exactly what the next step for her needed to be.

Eva realized that up until now, all the sexual situations that had developed, besides with Chip, if she counted that, had been with the guidance and help of Aunt Margo or Big Daddy, or even Aunt Mable. It was time to take off her training wheels and do it on her own.

Eva was more than capable. While she was sure that she didn't know everything, and it could be a slightly dangerous proposition picking up strangers, Eva knew that it was going to be her next step. It wasn't going to be that hard to get laid on a college campus, after all, though there was some competition from other hot, slutty girls. Not that Eva necessarily felt like one of them, but, well, maybe it was better not to dwell on that thought.

On Friday after getting back from class, Eva spent some time getting cleaned up, shaved her legs, put some curls in her hair, and put on more makeup than she might normally. Eva picked out a slinky dress that didn't look too grown up or sophisticated, after all these would be college guys, but it put the emphasis in the right places, like showing some leg and having a plunging neckline. Eva didn't want to look trashy, just ready, she laughed to herself.

Eva checked herself out in the mirror, admiring her legs and the curves of her body. Eva got a little tingle in her pussy, hoping she would be getting laid soon. Eva stepped into the hallway and ran into Aunt Mable.

"My, you dolled yourself up," Aunt Mable seemed to scold. Eva now found her scolding very ironic, but thoroughly expected. "Where do you think you're going?" she questioned.

"I'm going to Front Street, near the campus," Eva offered.

"I guess I don't have to ask what you are going there for," Aunt Mable said, looking Eva up and down with discerning eyes. Eva didn't know what to say. Eva was sure Aunt Mable knew, but she wasn't sure she wanted to actually put it out there. But then again, Eva thought, was she supposed to be taking the training wheels off or not?

"I'm going to pick up a guy and get laid," Eva blurted.

"Well, well! I'm glad that the truth is finally coming out," Aunt Mable nearly snarled.

"I am, too," Eva countered, giving Aunt Mable a look that told her that she wasn't happy about being kept in the dark either. The two of them stood there looking at each other for what seemed like a long time, no one moving or giving way. Slowly Aunt Mable stepped aside, seemingly giving Eva her consent. Eva stepped past her and headed for the door.

"I expect to see you at breakfast," Aunt Mable called after her. Somehow, Eva knew it was her way of saying that she cared about her and wanted to be sure she was safe, though that was hard to imagine. Eva opened the door and paused.

"I will," Eva promised before stepping through the door into the night air.