This is the follow-up to part 1 where I continued the tale of my aunt Suzanne who had once seduced me and had now come back to renew her own sexual confidence.
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One day not long ago I was sitting at one of my favourite bistros, a little out of the way place with spectacular Central American food. I hadn't been there for months but a meeting in the area finished just in time for lunch so I easily made the call.
I had already ordered but not yet received my food when I saw a guy across the restaurant (not that far) looking at me quizzically. We made eye contact after which he headed over to my table. I thought he looked a bit familiar but it was he who figured it out. "Are you Paul from Finance 350"?
"Yes, and you look familiar," I couldn't place him even with the course name hint.
"I'm Thomas. I sat in front of you all that year."
And indeed, this was someone I knew well enough to have had beers with on occasion. We did not mingle much as he lived off-campus and I spent my whole time in campus residence.
After a few facile comments about 'how's it going?' and 'what are you doing now,' and the like I realized I had enjoyed his friendship even if it was occasional had lapsed after graduation. I invited him to join me to reconnect. We had a good time discussing the 'old days' of school and brought each other up to date on our lives as they had evolved. I'm not sure how we got onto the topic, but at one point he mentioned that we was 'almost' dating two women: a hot blonde dance instructor and her mother!
"AND her mother?" I gasped. "No shit!"
Thomas then made it even stranger, or maybe more impressive: "The daughter is my dad's trophy girlfriend."
He went on to talk about how he'd met Adrianna, the daughter, when his dad was not fulfilling all her expectations, "but she really does love him," he emphasized.
Not only that, but at some point Thomas had met Adrianna's mother who was much older but almost as trim and hot as the daughter. It seems that Alexa had seduced him easily enough even as he failed to anticipate the complications. Now, he was apparently dating the mother as his dad dated the much younger daughter. "What a mash-up," I said.
Naturally, his scoring the hot older woman had me considering what I might tell him about my current houseguest. Should I tell him about Suzanne? And if I did, should I tell him she was my aunt? Since we were both obvious fans of older women I wanted to go ahead and tell him about her, but to reserve the little family secret for later, if it ever mattered.
Once we were each aware of the other's appreciation for mature women I felt more comfortable telling him about Suzanne. We did not so much compare notes as tell each other about how much fun our respective MILFs were. He told me that he was going to tell Alexa about me, and asked if he could talk about Suzanne as well. I figured, 'go for it' but did not expect it to go any further.
We exchanged phone numbers and emails and agreed we should reconnect 'in the future.'
By the time I got home that afternoon, I already had a message on my answering machine. It was from Thomas and he asked me to call him back, making it sound rather urgent. When I called, I had to leave a message of my own so we didn't connect until much later that evening when he got back to me.
"I told Alexa all about you and a little bit about Suzanne and she was all over the idea that we should get together. Soon," he told me.
I was taken aback as I had not mentioned a thing to my aunt yet, but he was enthusiastic to the point of convincing me to ask Suzanne if she wanted to meet he and Alexa. I really wasn't sure how to proceed, especially as this was so quick to happen. I admit to fobbing him off right then and offered to call him the next day.
"Who was on the phone?" asked my aunt. "It sounded like you knew them but didn't want to talk. I hope nothing's wrong."
By this time we were in bed for the night and I was looking forward to some hot family action; and I realized this would be a good time to bring her into the story. I took a moment to gather my thoughts and then started telling her about how I had reconnected with Thomas and that we had something in common, he and I.
"Well, yea, you went to school together," she seemed disinterested with the apparent lack of 'news' in this story.
"True, but that's not it. Do you want to guess?" I didn't feel like just throwing it out there and hoped she would figure at least a bit of it out. She didn't, even after several guesses. And she was getting bored.
"He wants us to meet one of the women in his life," I offered.
"Oh? That seems like a pretty fast re-acquaintance."
"There's more. He wants us to meet Alexa, and she's a bit older."
"Older?" Suzanne wasn't keeping up so I gave her the punchline: "He is my age and Alexa is roughly the same age as you are," I said.
It was as if Suzanne had not been keeping track of our relationship. She didn't make the connection right away so I wrapped it up for her: "we are both dating really hot and sexy older women, Suzanne."
My aunt actually squealed in surprise. "Oh! I get it!"
"What would you think of the four of us getting together in a few days? He's offered to meet us anywhere we want, and at any time. And apparently Alexa is also excited to meet us."
My aunt could be such a tease. Her reply was a non-committal "let me think about it," but I saw a glint in her eye. And then she disappeared under the covers to rev up my cock for some action. When I was hard and ready, she all but ravaged me. There was nothing subtle about her fucking. She rode me for a while then fell to the side and presented her ass to me for rear entry. Before we finished, I had enjoyed three awesome orgasms and I had lost count of how many she enjoyed.
We were just recovering our breath. She was lying there next to me, a finger playing with my now-softened cock. I watched her breasts still heaving slightly, nipples staying puckered despite a warm room.
