Author's Note, Thanks again to kenjisato for editing and suggestions.
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On a Monday evening, Sarah and Mike cooked, then enjoyed dinner together. As they finished cleaning up, Mike came up behind Sarah and wrapped her in his arms. He kissed her neck then asked, "Wanna watch some TV?"
Sarah never ceased to be amazed by this eighteen-year-old's sensuality. A sensuality that seemed beyond his age and in tune with hers. She turned to her nephew, and gave him a long kiss. "Sounds good."
Sarah curled up on the sofa next to Mike, as he looked for something to watch. She was appreciating him more and more. Having a live-in lover like Mike, and the freedom for each to explore other relationships, seemed the perfect arrangement to her.
As the movie started, he put his arm around Sarah and held her close. It still amazed Mike that he could be so intimate with her. And an intimacy that gave him a certain liberty. His hand soon found her breast, as he traced its ample curves. Sarah smirked, feigning concentration on the movie. But she knew where he was headed and wanted it, too.
"You're making it hard to watch the movie," she whispered, as he nibbled on her neck.
Their lips met and all pretense of watching TV vanished. Tongues explored each other's mouth, as he unbuttoned her blouse. Their eyes met and Sarah knew what he wanted. She smiled at him as she removed her blouse, followed by her bra. She pulled his T-shirt off before his lips fell on Sarah's nipples. As he lavished his attention on them, she undid his belt, then felt the bulge in his jeans.
"Something needs some freedom," she quipped, as she unzipped his jeans and pulled them off, releasing his cock. Mike reciprocated and both were naked, kissing and feeling each other's body. His hand slipped between her thighs as they continued to kiss, then he started to move between her legs.
"No!" She told him, "Sit."
Sarah straddled him, before grinding her slit against his hardening shaft as their lips met again. She pleasured herself this way for a while, as Mike alternated his attentions between her lips and her nipples. Sarah was ready for him now, and with a gentle smile, placed his cock at her entrance and lowered herself onto it.
"Oh, Sarah, just stay there a second," he whispered to her, as he wrapped her in his arms. "I love feeling myself inside you." Sarah felt it also. His hands caressing her back, as his cock was buried deeply in her inner sanctum, gave her pause. This sensual young man, her lover this past month, was bringing out more than physical passion in her. It was a connection between them. It wasn't love, she reminded herself, but it was something.
Sarah rode him casually, as she alternated between kissing him and gazing into his admiring eyes. Those eyes brought out her passion, and with time, she rode him harder. And she could feel his ardor rise, as well. She was soon on edge and held him tightly when the orgasm hit. Her gasps and shuddering body, let Mike know she was cumming. And Sarah's orgasm triggered his cock to release his seed deep in Sarah.
She was wild in ecstasy. Knowing he was pumping his cum into her, always increased her passion. When the orgasms passed, Sarah held his face in her hands and smiled at him, reflecting on this special, complicated relationship. No words were needed, as she rested her head on his shoulder, feeling his spent rod still inside her.
They stayed this way for a long time, until Sarah joked, "Well, so much for this movie. We could turn in early and read."
Mike settled in next to her with a book. It was still extraordinary to him. To be sleeping with his lover-aunt every night, like they were any other couple.
*****
Tuesday, Sarah had lunch with a fellow professor at the faculty lounge. "Amy, here!" Sarah called to her.
Amy was in the history department. She was in her mid-forties and divorced three years ago. "Sarah, been a while. What have you been up to?" They caught up on their lives and the current semester, before Amy got to what she was really interested in. "So, how's the love life? Any new conquests?"
"Oh, a couple." Sarah said, with a smirk.
"I'm happy to take any discards. I still remember that senior last year. What was his name?"
"There's a new twist this year. My nephew is staying with me; starting his freshman year."
"Oh, how's that working out?" Amy asked.
Sarah paused, giving her an arched look. "Let's just say, he's made some friends. And he's introduced me to a couple. Oh, he's made a few conquests himself, already."
"Damn!" Amy gasped.
"I'm looking, uh, forward to this term, let's say. Oh, would you like to meet him some time?" Sarah asked, innocently. Amy's smile was answer enough.
As Sarah walked back to her office, she passed the courtyard by the cafeteria and saw Mike with a couple of friends eating lunch. She liked what she saw, so went over to say hello. "Hello, Mike. Who are your friends?"
"Oh, Aunt Sarah! Um, this is Evan and Juan. Guys, this is my aunt, uh, Professor Beck."
"As you're not in any of my classes -- at least not yet -- call me Sarah. Let me guess, you're basketball buddies?"
They acknowledged they were. Juan was a sophomore, Sarah learned. And she liked the look of his subtle, Latin eyes. And Evan was a freckle-faced freshman with a big smile.
"Well, I have a class to teach soon. Nice meeting you," she said, giving Mike a raised eyebrow, before taking her leave. Mike watched his friends stare, as she walked away. He grinned, thinking about his role as procurer for Sarah. When Sarah was out of sight, the conversation returned to football. Mike nonchalantly took out his phone.
"Which one?" he texted Sarah.
"Both," came the reply.
Mike was taken aback a moment by this request, but moved forward. "Hey guys, my aunt is a great cook, and she likes cooking for people. Want to come for dinner some time?"
"A real meal? Count me in," Juan replied. Evan concurred, and Mike texted Sarah. Wednesday evening worked for everyone.
That evening, over dinner, Mike broached the subject, "You really gonna bed them both?"
"If they're interested. And I hope they are. It won't be the first time I had two young studs for an evening. I warned you, Mike, I like young men."
"Yeah, kinda awkward for me. Maybe I'll head to the library and let you have the house for the evening."
"Hmm, I have an idea. Meet me at the courtyard tomorrow for lunch," she told him, as Mike gave her a quizzical look. "You'll have to wait," she continued.
*****
Next day, Mike found a table in the courtyard and started eating his lunch. Soon, he saw Sarah with a woman. A redhead, but otherwise not unlike his aunt, just a bit older.
"Mike, I'd like you to meet Professor Mahan, Amy."
"Oh, hi," he said, standing.
"Finish your lunch," Amy smiled, sitting next to him. Sarah could see in Amy's eyes instant approval. "And call me Amy. Sarah told me a lot about you. Kinda lucky to be a freshman and living off campus."