Living With Aunt
Copyright© 2025 by Mom Lover
Chapter 26
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 26 - 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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I arrived home to find Gabe watching television, he wore only a pair of blue jeans. If there was an equivalent to lingerie for men, in my eyes it’s a man just wearing a pair of well-fitted blue jeans. The sun was setting out the back sliding doors. My black heels and collar were waiting for me on the end table near the door. He didn’t acknowledge my presence at all. I set my bags down and stripped off my clothes. I slipped on my black four-inch pumps and shook my hair loose from its bun.
I pushed the hidden button that opened the silver padlock and closed my collar around my neck. I walked over and stood before him, just inches from the sofa.
His eyes met mine and I could see that he was trying to keep his face expressionless, but he wasn’t entirely successful. The left corner of his mouth lifted in a tiny appreciative smile, seeing me naked and waiting for him. He looked back at the television.
“I’ve had a long day, and we ran drills yesterday, so I had to work late last night to get the galley clean. I don’t feel like cooking,” he said. “ You do it. The recipe is on the counter. Everything you need is in the fridge.” Gabe had never asked me to cook before.
“Pay attention to the recipe and don’t rush.” He looked back at me, and his eyes drifted down my body. I could feel my nipples stiffen under his gaze. “Do not disappoint me.” His voice had taken on a deep authoritarian tone that I loved.
I nodded and smiled. “Yes, Alpha. May I go to the kitchen now?”
Another small smile. “Yes.” I turned and was about to step away when he stopped me. “Wait, step backward to me.” I did so and stood with my hands at my side. I kept my eyes front as he reached forward and caressed my ass lovingly. I heard the sofa creak as he leaned forward and kissed each cheek. I frowned a bit, thinking maybe he had misunderstood me when his right hand came down on my right ass cheek like a whipcrack. A second followed in an instant on my left. I’d told him months ago that I did enjoy being spanked. I loved that he’d waited until now to give it a try.
“If supper displeases me, I’ll make sure you can’t sit down in the courtroom tomorrow. Get to it,” he said quietly as he settled back on the sofa. I felt my ass stinging as I walked leg over leg into the kitchen. It felt wonderful.