Living With Aunt
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Chapter 18
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 18 - When Gabriel finds himself drowning in debt and in desperate need of a fresh start, he turns to the one person his mother warned him never to trust—his Aunt Tina. She’s older, sultry, and dangerously off-limits, but her offer is too good to refuse: live with her, save money, and get back on his feet. But as the nights stretch longer and the walls between them grow thinner, Gabriel begins to see Tina not as the estranged relative his mother despises—but as a woman.
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We spent that day naked. It was like we were nudists for the day, and it was wonderful watching his lean, toned body as he moved around the house. But there was an elephant in the room and if I didn’t talk about it, I was going to go crazy.
We were just finishing cleaning the kitchen after Gabe cooked dinner when he pushed me into the counter with his body. His hands slid around me and cupped my breasts. “Let’s grab some towels and hit the hot tub for a while,” he said. “We need to talk about tomorrow.”
I was surprised. “We’re really going to go?” He didn’t reply, he just headed for the linen closet.
About ten days ago, I was approached by someone I hadn’t seen for a long time. Since our divorce as a matter of fact. With Gabe coming home soon, I thought it would be nice to restock the freezer and pantry for him, so I was doing some food shopping, which is a rarity for me.
“I must be dreaming. Tina, are you shopping?” a male voice with a Latin accent spoke behind me. I recognized it immediately and cringed inside. I turned around and there stood Andre. He was never much of a physical specimen, but he had really let himself go. He’d probably gained forty pounds.
His greying hair and mustache were well groomed as usual, and he wore his usual suit and tie. He carried a basket and appeared to be shopping as well. I looked him up and down. “I could say the same to you Andre.” He just shrugged. “I’m between cooks at the moment.”
His eyes roamed over my body. I was coming back from the gym and was in my yoga pants and a halter top, with a sports bra. “Damn, you’re looking good babe.”
I turned and walked off. He was not deterred but it did force him to get right to the point. He walked up behind me. “So, I’ve heard that you have gotten a new cook,” he said bluntly. I turned and looked at him coldly. “What are you talking about?” I asked.
His face grew serious. “I know about your little boy-toy. Your nephew Gabe. He’s grown up.”
I tried my best not to let my surprise show in my face. “I don’t know what you’re thinking. He’s just staying in the spare room.” He laughed. It was a cold, “I have you over a barrel” laugh and I hated it.