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?"
