The last few months since my nephew moved in with me have been very⌠âinterestingâ. Our relationship has made a few twists since I started peeking in on his âtutoring sessionsâ (which is our code name for whenever he brings a girl over to the house for sex).
For one, heâs been a lot more open about bringing these young ladies over. Nate has introduced me to most of them and I accidentally âmetâ the other. We had breakfast with Natasha, Angela, Lisa and Tamika. And we watched movies and had pizza with Cassandra. I âmetâ Lupe when I walked in on her in the shower one morning.
Nate made sure that I was able to see and hear them having sex each time. Iâve learned enough about each of them to feel as if it were me they were sleeping with. Lisa is multi-orgasmic and likes to talk dirty. Lupe cums in Spanish. Cassandra cries when she cums and Angela likes being tied up and spanked.
I almost lost track of them all.
I kept calling Cassandra by the wrong name (Natasha â theyâre both white), but she just laughed it off. Each of them actually was very nice and none seemed to mind or care that Nate was seeing other women.
Iâm still not 100% sure if any of them knew that I was listening in the next room or watching from the hallway. But Angela made jokes about âentertaining meâ and Cassandra looked embarrassed the next morning.
But even stranger, I had no regrets about any of it. I felt no shame or embarrassment about any of it. Iâve been enjoying every single minute!
Iâve made some efforts of my own to change things as well. First off, I asked (actually ordered) him to stop calling me âAunt Michelleâ and instead call me âMickieâ like everyone else.
Every night before we go to bed I have him give me a âgoodnight kissâ and a long, full-body âgoodnight hugâ. Ever since then Iâve been going to sleep with his scent and the lingering sensation of his semi-hard cock pressed against my thigh.
And lately Iâve been âflashingâ him by not closing the bedroom or bathroom doors. Nate must have seen me in various stages of undress at least 10 times in the last few weeks. He seems not to mind at all and has himself been wearing as little as possible around the house.
I told my girlfriend Vera about our âtempting and teasingâ games and she got really excited.
âYou lucky cow!â she laughed at me over drinks. âYou know itâs just a matter of time before youâll be ridinâ that boysâ dick and screaminâ his name.â
I seriously hoped she was right!
During one of our Thursday nighr Picochle games, Nate gave us a âspecial surpriseâ. He decided to bring Lisa over to the house again for another âtutoring sessionâ. I was shocked, a little upset and excited all at once. I was so caught off guard that I couldnât say anything.
Only four of us were there that night. Me, Vera, Marisol and Janice. Louise was sick and Melanie was away on a cruise with her boyfriend.
We were all sitting around my kitchen table, drinking, laughing and gossiping (we actually play cards only 10% of the time). Nate showed up with Lisa a few minutes after 8:00. Immediately I knew what he was planning.
Vera knew as well because she started nudging me.
âOooh girl!â she whispered excitedly, âShowtime!â
I admit that I was a little turned on too by the prospects of what might happen, but I was very worried about what the other two ladies might think.
âNice seeing you ladies again.â Nate finally said, âbut if youâll excuse us, weâve got a lot of studying and cramming to get to.â
He winked at me, and then led the petite, dark-complexioned girl with short, curly hair down the hall and up to his room.
I was so nervous then that I spilled my drink. Vera had a good laugh.
Everything was quiet for a while and I started to think that maybe they were actually studying. I went back to the gossip and fixed more drinks for everyone.
âWaitaminute, hush!â Vera said suddenly, causing us all to freeze. âDid yâall hear that?â
I wanted to kill her!
We all waited a few seconds and then we heard it too: faint moans and swearing coming from the hallway. And occasionally the sound of creaking floorboards.
âWhatâs that?â Janice asked.
Her pale skin was bright red, which told me she knew exactly what âthatâ was.
âThatâs Mickieâs nephew gettingâ down with that pretty young thing!â Vera informed us. âThem two wasnât foolinâ nobody! Didnât see a single book in their hands when they came inâŚstudyinâ my ass!â
We listened again.
âIf only I could do it like that again.â Marisol sighed, closing her eyes and reminiscing.
âShit!â Vera snorted, moving to the kitchen doorway. âI can still throw down like that. Probably even teach those two a few things.â
Janice, Marisol and eventually I went to stand with Vera at the doorway and listen. Lisaâs moans, gasps and muffled swearing echoed down the hallway. Nate had definitely left the door open.
âDoes he do this a lot?â Marisol asked.
âAs much as he can!â Vera answered before I could.
Jancice and Marisol looked at us, then at each other and shrugged.
We listened some more.
âOh, if only we could see them!â Janice suddenly blurted out.
We all looked at our shy, widowed and sometimes prudish friend and smiled. I had been most concerned that Janice, more than anyone, would be the first to run blushing from my house and never return. I was very pleased to be proven wrong.