The rain and thunder have pounded long and hard, as have the people under it. Steffi was loved by Jason and fucked by Rory in the same evening (Chapter 8). Maya added a professional feather to her cap and got her body steamrolled by Vince (Chapter 7). But what is their Aunt Rita upto? How did she spend the long weekend with Dave? Let's find out.
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Rita shut the last window in her room, as the rain thundered down the sky. She was aware of her state of nudity but was almost sure that there'd be no one standing on the desolate road downstairs, to even accidentally catch a glimpse of this once-lonely housewife, especially in this torrential storm.
Wearing clothes was habit that had changed quite drastically over the last few weeks. In the dark confines of her bedroom, she walked surefootedly around her bed and walked into her bathroom, quietly shutting the door behind her. Dave was fast asleep, and she did not want to wake up the sleeping giant.
Following her directional instincts, she flicked on the switch to flood the bathroom with some light. Over the past two decades of her life, this bathroom had never seen her walk in or walk out naked. The nudity was typically confined to the shower cubicle, and for the longest time, she was shy of looking at herself in the mirror. It was different now - she was getting obsessed with her body, not as much as Dave though, but she could see why he was, the way he was.
Standing in front of the mirror, the marks and scratches were similar to had she walked through a valley of thorns, with no clothes on. The only difference was that in this case, she could tell where each mark or scratch had come from, almost to the precise point in their moments of animalistic physical intimacy.
(Door opens)
"Hey, I overslept. Need to use the loo," Dave groggily announced, walking in without knocking. Before Rita could react, Dave was on with the job at hand, pun intended.
"Ow, my dick hurts at the tip," he complained, as Rita stood dumfounded, trying to avoid watching this young man take a leak. "Would you like some?" he asked, smiling at the naked woman in the bathroom, who was covering her private parts for no logical reason.
"Why don't you give it a tender lick?" Dave asked, running his thumb over the bulbous head that was still spraying the last few drops. Rita quickly exited the bathroom, forgetting why she was there in the first place. She felt disgust at the question, and perhaps, the thought of her actually licking the salty aperture clean.
It was still dark in the room, as Rita started searching for her clothes. As Dave had stayed the night before, the room was in all sorts of mess; the only thing she wasn't happy about. Interestingly, this day wasn't all about sex. They had managed to make some routine conversation; talk about his job opportunities in the city; discuss his intent to marry (his girlfriend, not Rita); and also ordered some lunch, while Rita was in the shower cleaning up the mess from the morning.
The only consistency today was that they slept long, after lunch, with no clothes on. Admittedly, they did spoon for a bit, when he was finally too tired to take any further action. Rita didn't take that as a negative sign, as she knew even Dave had his limits.
Skipping the lingerie altogether, she threw on her heavily cum-stained night shirt and pajamas. She heard the sound of the flush go off behind her, and Dave walked into the room, rubbing his eyes.
"Hey, why are you cleaning? Aren't we taking a nap?" he asked, stretching out lazily outside the bathroom.
"No, Maya will be coming home in another hour and a half or two, and I need to tidy up the house," she replied, throwing her soiled garments into the hamper.
Dave walked behind her and held her in his embrace. "Why don't you come to my place? My parents are away," he asked, kissing her on the back of her neck.
"Don't be a child, Dave. What do I tell Maya, that I'm going to spend the night with my new boyfriend?" Rita retorted, stronger than she had expected from herself.
