The Secret Life of Simon and Debbie

As I sat on the sofa, trying to get my breath back, Debbie went into the kitchen and came back holding a couple of beers.

"I think you could probably do with one of these." She said. "And I think I am going to as well aren't I"

"One beer each isn't going to be nearly enough." I replied before taking a large mouthful.

I finished the beer in three mouthfuls and let my head fall back. Debbie came over and sat so close to me our legs were touching. I turned to face her and saw the beginnings of a tear forming in the corner of one of her eyes.

"What's the matter?" I asked her. "Why are you going to cry?"

"Because looking at the state of you I guess we are going to have to stop doing what we are doing." She replied.

"We will only stop if you want to stop." I reassured her, putting my arm around her shoulder and pulling her closer.

Debbie rested her head on my shoulder and closed her eyes, a solitary tear running down her cheek as she did so. Gently I brushed the tear away and kissed her forehead. All the time Debbie had her head on my shoulder I tried to figure out how to tell her what her daughter and my aunt were up to. I knew she was going to freak out and maybe she would be the one to call a halt to our illicit romance, and I definitely didn't want that to happen. She slept for about thirty minutes and when she woke the first thing she did was kiss me lightly on the lips.

"Let me get us another beer and then you can tell me what got you so worked up." She said easing herself off the sofa.

I sat forward and waited for her to return, my mind racing, unsure whether to tell her everything or just the briefest of outlines. I was sure she would be able to fill in the blanks and then we could begin to work out just what we were going to do. I watched as she walked back into the room, wishing she wasn't my aunt, and braced myself for whatever reaction the revelations I was about to reveal brought.

"You better tell me what you know." She told me after handing me my drink and sitting back down.

"I know who has been sending the messages; at least I am ninety-nine percent sure."

"Tell me who it is." Debbie screamed. "I need to know."

I wasn't expecting the scream and looking at her I could see she was both scared and angry at the same time. And I imagined that things were only going to get worse once I told her the two names that were involved.

"I hope you are ready for this." I began. "One of them is Sadie."

I stopped and waited to see what she did.

"Sadie? You mean my daughter Sadie." She said.

"I'm afraid so yes." I told her.

"Who's the other one?" She asked. "It can't get any worse than my own daughter."

"It does I'm afraid, it's Sharon, my dad's sister."

"What the fuck. Why has she turned up again?" Debbie screamed again. "Is this revenge because she blames me for what happened to your dad."

"I honestly don't know but it gets worse." I told her.

"Worse! How the fuck can it get any worse." Debbie was almost hysterical.

"Because they are conspiring to split you and me up and..."

"And what?" Debbie demanded.

Seeing how she was reacting I knew the next thing that I said could push her right over the edge.

"Come on Simon tell me what else there is please." She whispered.

"Sadie and Sharon are having a relationship and are planning on moving in together."I told her.

"They can't be Sadie is moving in with her boyfriend, she told me."

"She lied Debbie and before you ask how I know I saw them together."

"What do you mean saw them together?" Debbie asked.

"The house opposite mum's." I told her. "Sharon is buying it."

Debbie sidled up as close to me as she could, without sitting on my lap, and wrapped her arms round me.

"Well I guess that makes my next decision easy." She whispered in my ear.

Bracing myself to be told that we were through I stiffened slightly, expecting the worse, before she held me even tighter.

"I had been planning something anyway." She said. "This just means I shall have to do it sooner than expected."

"You better tell me then so I know what to do."

"Trust me everything will work out fine for us, if that's what you really want." Debbie told me.

"Of course it's what I want but what are you going to do?"

Debbie took my hand and pulled me up off the sofa.

"Just come with me and I will show you." She said.

I followed as Debbie walked up the stairs towards the bedroom.

"I have been thinking about things since we first made love." She said over her shoulder. "And now seems like as good a time as any to show you."

She opened the bedroom door and, tentatively, I followed her in.

"Take a look at the bed Simon, I need to get a shower and clear my head a bit."

I walked over to the bed and saw that it was covered in all different sorts of paperwork. There were bank books, estate agent leaflets for both here and abroad, life insurance papers and a notepad with figures scribbled all over it. I sat on the edge of the bed and started sifting through some of the property leaflets. Some of the homes had been circled, those that were of similar size to Debbie's, and the prices jotted down on the notepad. Homes on the property leaflets for abroad had also been circled and it was beginning to look obvious what Debbie was planning, and it looked like she had been thinking of selling up and moving for a while.

Unsure whether I should or not I picked up one of the bank books and turned it over in my hands. I didn't know whether to look inside, but if Debbie hadn't wanted me to see she wouldn't have left them just laying there. I was just about to open the book when Debbie walked back into the bedroom looking stunning. She was wearing a red chemise with black lace trim, her tits straining against the thin material, her dark nipples clearly visible. How she expected me to concentrate on all the paperwork scattered over the bed whilst she was dressed like that was beyond me, I was struggling to stop my cock from bursting through my trousers.

"What do you think?" Debbie asked.

"I think I am struggling to keep my hands off you looking like that." I replied with a wink.

"I did mean about all the paperwork." She said feigning embarrassment.

"Oh that. I was going to ask what you were planning, and if I fitted in any way."

"What I am planning is exactly because I don't want to lose you, ever." She said.

Ever since she had walked into the room I had forgotten all about the papers all over the bed. I couldn't take my eyes off her as she slowly walked across the room towards me, her tits almost tumbling out of her chemise. Without warning she pushed me back onto the bed and straddled me pushing some of the papers out of the way, the rest being crushed underneath me, and pinned my hands above my head.

"We have plenty of time to talk about my plans, for us." Debbie said her tits just inched away from my face.

"I know but then there is Sadie and Sharon to consider as well." I told her.

"Don't worry about them now I am sure we will think of something." Debbie said before grabbing my cock through my trousers. "There is something more important that just came up."

Before I could say anything else Debbie lowered her head and passionately kissed me on the lips. Our tongues entwined, probing each other's mouths, before I pulled my hands free and wrapped them around the back of her neck. With increasing urgency we kissed and slowly I ran my hands down Debbie's back, grabbing her ass tightly in my hands. Finally we pulled our mouths apart and Debbie sat upright on my lap, freeing her tits from the flimsy confines of her chemise and lowering them towards my eager mouth. I flicked my tongue out towards one of her nipples, just brushing the tip of it, and watched as it hardened instantly. Quickly I did the same to the other nipple before greedily taking one fully into my mouth.

Debbie moaned gently as I ran my tongue around one rock hard nipple then the other, flicking faster each time I swapped over. I felt Debbie reach for my cock and when I heard the zipper lowered slowly the pressure that had built up against the material was eased. As I felt Debbie's hand wrap itself around my cock I let out a low moan before sucking harder on her nipples. She slowly started to wank my cock before climbing off, causing me to lose her nipple from my mouth. I lifted my head slightly and watched as Debbie turned around, placing her sweet smelling pussy over my mouth, and lowered her head towards my aching cock. As soon as I felt her tongue flick the first signs of pre-cum from the tip of my cock I gently opened her pussy and flicked my tongue across her swollen bud eagerly lapping at her juices.

Debbie lowered her head and took the full length of my cock into her mouth, almost choking as it caught the back of her throat, before she lifted her head again slowly getting into a steady rhythm. All the time she was sucking my cock my tongue darted in and out of her pussy, her juices dripping off my tongue and down my chin.

"Simon I need you to fuck me and fuck me hard." Debbie said letting my cock fall from her mouth.

Debbie climbed off me and stayed face down on the bed with her ass up in the air. Positioning myself behind her I gripped her cheeks and eased myself forward, my cock sliding effortlessly into her juice filled opening. Slowly I started to pound my cock deep into her, Debbie screaming my name each time I pushed deeper. As I started to thrust faster Debbie reached between her legs and began rubbing furiously at her clit, pushing her face into the bed to stifle her screams. The harder I thrust into her the faster Debbie rubbed at herself, all the time screaming into the bed, begging me not to stop.

I started to feel as if I wouldn't last any longer when, on a forward thrust, I felt Debbie grip my cock tightly.

"Simon I know I said before I wasn't ready." Debbie moaned. "Well I am now."

"What do you mean Debbie?" I asked sweat dripping from my forehead.

"As we are going to make a go of this." She said. "I am ready."

"Ready for what?" I asked thinking I knew, but wanting to make sure.

"I want you to fuck my ass Simon, fuck me and cum deep inside me."

Shocked at Debbie's change I asked her if she was sure and when she told me she was I slowly pulled my cock from her pussy and, gently, pushed against her tight ass. Holding her cheeks apart I eased my swollen cock slowly into her, her juices acting as a lubricant. Debbie let out a scream when the swollen head of my cock finally entered her before she again buried her head into the bed. Gently I rocked back and forwards, scared that I was going to hurt her, when I felt the first twitches of my cock as cum erupted from the end. Debbie cried out as she felt the twitching of my cock and rubbed at her pussy even faster than before, crying out as yet another orgasm ripped through her body. I thrust a few more times until I had nothing left to give and we collapsed in a heap, my cock still buried deep inside her ass.

We lay in that position for what seemed like hours, before my cock softened and I rolled off her onto the bed. Debbie turned her head to face me, a small smile appearing across her lips, another tear forming in her eyes.

"Thank you Simon." She said. "Thank you for being so gentle with me."

"I will always be gentle with you Debbie." I told her. "No matter what happens."

"Stay with me Simon, I don't want to be alone." Debbie said.

"I will stay for as long as you want me to." I told her.

"But we still have to sort our little problem out before we can be truly happy." Debbie reminded me.

"I know and I am sure everything will work out alright in the end trust me." I replied as I pulled her close, wrapping my arms around her tightly, unsure if I actually believed what I had just said myself.