“Admit it, Aunt Gloria. You’re having the time of your life,” Teresa leaned in and whispered as a couple of young snowboarders did a double-take while passing them.

“Maybe a little,” Gloria whispered back, and then let out a quiet laugh. She had been quite apprehensive when her niece had talked her into going shopping for a hot little ski outfit. She had been nervous enough to feel ill when they made their way to the slopes the first time.

It didn’t help that they were on a Christmas holiday, and a large portion of her family was staying at the lodge.

That had all changed when she noticed the first stare that was undeniably at her, and not her niece. For a woman barely divorced after almost twenty years of marriage, and in her forties, having men pay such attention to her was both frightening and exhilarating.

“Just wait until we’re back inside and they see these sweaters,” Teresa said as they made their way back to the lodge.

Gloria’s face was already red from the cold wind, but grew even redder and very warm when she considered that. Teresa had to prod her mercilessly to try on the tight sweater. It absolutely screamed look at my boobs. She looked surprisingly stunning in it, but she wasn’t sure she could so blatantly advertise those rather prominent assets.

Nevertheless, she was wearing it. Having her sister - Teresa’s mother - compliment her instead of looking scandalized had been the push she needed to go through with it. She still wasn’t sure how the rest of the family was going to react at dinner, though.

Gloria and her niece made their way upstairs to the room they were sharing for the trip to strip out of their coats and boots. Teresa was tickled with the arrangement that maintained her college freedom from her parents, who had a room on the opposite side of the lodge, and a floor up.

If she knew the reason was so her parents could have some alone time for sex, it wasn’t showing. Gloria grinned as she thought about her sister turning into a horny teenager the moment Teresa had gone off to college. They were making up for lost time, and Gloria had been living vicariously on her sister’s naughty phone calls ever since. Her own dreams of doing so once her children left the nest had been dashed when her marriage soured a few years before.

The pair made their way to dinner with the extended family - including Gloria’s parents who lived nearby - which had prompted the gathering at the lodge. Gloria’s sweater certainly attracted attention, and an unexpected amount of that attention was from younger men. Fortunately, the rest of the family reacted in much the same way as her sister had.

Gloria was once again paired with her niece once dinner was over, and Teresa talked her into going to the main room of the lodge. There was quite a gathering of people there, including several men watching sports on a huge television.

After talking for a while - mostly about hot men - Teresa leaned in close and said, “Look over by the fireplace.”

The conspiratorial tone of her niece’s voice let Gloria know to do so covertly, so she glanced that way briefly, and saw a handsome young man there. When his attention seemed locked on the television screen, she took a longer look. He was fit, clean-shaven, and had short brown hair. She let her eyes drink him in, and then she saw it.

“Oh my lord,” she whispered when she saw the bulge in his jeans.

“Right?” Teresa said, and then giggled. “Do you think he’s hard?”

“Teresa,” Gloria half-heartedly scolded as she looked away with her face burning.

“Well, I mean if it isn’t then... Wow.”

“Don’t just stare at it,” Gloria cautioned when she saw her niece was obviously gawking at the young man’s package.

“How can you take your eyes off it?” she asked, though she did look away afterwards. “There’s a couple of other cute guys there. Let’s go talk to them.”

“Good heavens, no. They’re half my age.”

“So? Come on. You’re hot. You’re single. Have some fun.”

“I couldn’t. You go ahead. You don’t need an old lady scaring them off.”

Teresa stuck her lip out in a pout, prompting her aunt to laugh.

“Go on,” Gloria said. “I think I’ll head back to the room and relax. I’m tired from skiing all day.”

“You sure?”

Gloria nodded and made a shooing gesture as she stood. “Have fun.”

“Okay, but if you change your mind...”

“If I completely take leave of my senses and think I can chase down a young buck like that at my age, I’ll send you a text,” Gloria said, and then winked.

The pair went their separate ways, but Gloria looked over her shoulder just before she vanished into the hall. She saw the faces of young studs light up as her niece sauntered their way.

Gloria settled into her room and turned on the television. After flipping through channels for a few minutes, she settled on It’s a Wonderful Life. More important to her relaxation was a glass of the wine her sister had given her as an early Christmas present.

She was on her second glass of wine and feeling good when she started to wonder about her niece. It was nearly ten, and she hadn’t heard anything since leaving the main room of the lodge. She was on the verge of sending Teresa a text when the door to the room opened.

“Have fun?” Gloria asked.

“Uh huh. Uhm ... If it was like really late when I got back ... I mean...”

Gloria was hardly so old as to not remember what it was like being her blushing niece’s age. She spared the young woman the embarrassment of continuing. “I wouldn’t say anything to your mother. You’re a grown woman, and I don’t think I need to say anything about certain precautions, do I?”

Teresa smiled and shook her head. “So, you’ll cover for me?”

Gloria doubted that her sister was thinking about anything other than taking advantage of the romantic setting with her husband. “So long as you’re ready for breakfast at nine. I’m not going to get you out of that.”

“Promise. Wish me luck?”

“Do you really think you need it?” Gloria asked with lifted eyebrows.

Teresa scrunched her nose up in the most adorable way and shook her head.

Gloria couldn’t help herself and asked, “Is it... ?” She then stretched her hands out about a foot apart.

Teresa laughed. “No.”

“Too bad.”

“Hopefully not too bad,” she said, and then waved as she headed out the door.

Gloria shut off the television, which she hadn’t been paying much attention to anyway, and looked out the window. It was snowing, and that made her think of the overlook on the top floor. Large windows looked out over the mountains, and watching the snow fall amidst the Christmas lights seemed like just the right way to end the night.

She was pleasantly surprised to find the overlook empty when she arrived. The view didn’t disappoint when she took a seat on one of the couches. Soft, instrumental Christmas music playing helped to set the mood. She did wonder why the trend was toward white lights. Multicolored lights seemed more festive - and to her, traditional. That made her think of her father struggling to untangle strings of lights, and cursing under his breath as he searched for the one bulb that was keeping a whole strand from lighting.

That in turn reminded her of the year he had decided he was going to outdo the neighbors’ light display, which had resulted in a fiasco worthy of Chevy Chase. She quietly laughed as she thought about her uncle calling her father Clark or Griswold throughout the holidays that year.

Lost in memories, she didn’t hear the footsteps approaching until the last second. When she glanced toward the doorway, her heart skipped a beat upon seeing the young man with the enormous bulge walking into the room. She gave a little nod and turned her attention back to the window.

“Great view,” he said as he drew near.

She was almost positive that she saw him looking at her rather than the scenery outside when he said it. When she turned toward him, he was indeed taking in the view, however.

“Mmm hmm,” she responded as she fixed her gaze on the snow - not trusting her voice or her eyes.

He stopped and stood in front of the couch next to her own and asked, “You don’t mind sharing, do you?”

She politely turned his way and answered, “Of course not.”

“My name’s Nick.”

“Gloria,” she responded as a chill shot through her. She felt her nipples stiffening and a tingle between her legs from his deep voice and gorgeous body.

“Beautiful name.”

“Thank you.”

“I’m from Vegas. On a road trip with my brother to Christmas at my grandparents’ place. How about you?”

“Here with family for Christmas.”

“Needed a few minutes away, huh?”

“Not really. Just relaxing before bed. I take it you needed a break?”

He chuckled. “Not exactly. My brother kind of needs the room to himself. I’ve got a couple of hours to kill.”

“Oh,” she said, her cheeks flushing as she understood what was left unsaid.

He chuckled as he walked over to one of the windows and leaned against the frame. Gloria allowed herself a brief glance at his butt and shivered again. He was absolutely delicious.

“Don’t know why the only use white lights.”

“I was just thinking the same thing,” she agreed.

He turned to face her again. “If you don’t mind me saying, that sweater looks great on you.”

Oh my. Is he... ? she thought, and then said, “Not at all. Thank you.”

“I...” he trailed off as sound emerged from his back pocket. He sighed and said, “Sorry, that’s my mom.”

“Please, go ahead.”

Nick retrieved his phone, read the message, and then started tapping out a reply. While he was distracted, Gloria’s eyes snapped between his legs as if they had a mind of their own. She nearly moaned from the sight of his cock bulging against the denim. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d seen anything like it, and she had to press her thighs together to quell the ache it caused.

Her niece’s query about whether it was already hard, or got even bigger passed through her mind.

She tore her eyes away from the magnificent sight just in time, because he looked up at her as he finished typing. A smile tugged at the corners of his lips, and he went to put the phone back in his pocket. Almost immediately, his mother sent another message. He rolled his eyes, sighed, and turned his attention back to his phone.

Though she pretended to be looking out the window, she was watching him out of the corner of her eye. She rationalized that he had simply paid her a compliment, and it didn’t mean anything more than that. It was just the romantic setting and her niece’s naughty demeanor that had even made her entertain the notion he was interested in the first place. How could he be? She was old enough to be his mother.

Finally, Nick put his phone away. “Checking in on us. She was worried because my brother isn’t answering.”

“Well, mothers worry.”

“Told her his phone must be dead and we’re fine. Doubt she wants to know the real reason.”

“Probably not,” Gloria agreed and punctuated it with a little laugh. Even if nothing was going to come of it, a little flirting never hurt anyone.

He stepped toward her. “Anyway, I was wondering if you have any ideas about how I could spend a couple of hours?”

“That depends on what you like to do.”

“Well, there’s one thing I can think of...”

There was no holding back her gasp when she saw the smoldering desire in his eyes. There was no mistaking it for anything else. It was raw, sexual hunger, directed straight at her.

“And what would that be?” she asked in a husky voice, trapped in his eyes.

He reached down and blatantly adjusted the bulging denim between his legs while stepping directly in front of her. “Lot easier to show you than tell you. If you’re interested?”

“Oh my,” she said in a breathless whisper.

“That a yes?”

She had barely begun to nod when he leaned down, cupped her cheek in his hand, and kissed her hard.

Gloria nearly swooned from the passion of that kiss. Her tongue slipped over his as their lips crushed together. Almost simultaneously, he filled his free hand with her left breast, and she reached between his legs.

It was getting bigger, and fast.

“Love those tits,” he said in a rush of words before kissing her hard again.

On the verge of tearing his clothes off then and there, Gloria stopped herself from unbuttoning his jeans, pulled away from the kiss, and said, “My room.”

“Lead the way,” he said in a voice that was half growl.

I can’t believe I’m doing this, Gloria thought as she accepted his hand to help her rise. The way his eyes were devouring her had absolutely shattered her inhibitions. “First floor.”

He nodded, and fell into step with her as she hurried out of the room. To his credit, other than keeping up with her fast pace, he gave no obvious signs of what was about to happen to anyone who might have seen them. Gloria knew she should slow down to a more sedate pace, but she simply couldn’t wait. Fortunately, they saw no one else as they passed through the halls and down the stairs.

Gloria unlocked the door, and they both quickly stepped inside. Before she closed the door - in a flash of inspiration - she hung the do not disturb sign over the doorknob on the outside. She had to hope that her niece would notice it if she returned, and not walk in on something she didn’t want to see.

The moment she closed the door, she reached for the button of his jeans. Nick whipped his shirt over his head, revealing a leanly muscled, sparsely-haired chest, with a pleasure trail leading down into his jeans. Gloria popped open the button, yanked down the zipper, and whimpered when she saw the swollen tip peeking out above the waistband of his briefs.

She wasted no time in pushing the elastic band down so she could wrap her fingers around him. He groaned and squeezed her breast while she marveled at the size of him and how rock hard he was.

His hand moved down and gathered up the tail of her sweater to lift it. Gloria released his cock - reluctantly - and raised her arms, allowing him to slip it over her head. Her sweater fell at their feet, and he immediately pulled her close so he could reach behind her back to unhook the clasp of her bra. As soon as it went slack, he tugged the strap off her right shoulder. She slipped her arm out of it, allowing him to bare her breasts when he pulled down the strap from her other shoulder.

Her bra hadn’t even hit the floor before he cupped both heavy globes in his hands, drawing a whimper from her. There was no sign that he cared about gravity taking its toll on her breasts, making them pendulous. He hefted their weight in his palms, squeezed them, and teased her stiff nipples with his thumbs.

Gloria’s fingers curled around his cock once more.

She squeezed it hard and let out a loud whimper when he leaned in and sucked her left nipple between his lips. Gloria moaned and stroked his big cock while he sucked and tongued her nipple with hungry growls. She found enough presence of mind to kick off her shoes. She had to get out of her tight jeans.

He must have had the same idea, because he let her nipple pop from between his lips and stepped backwards to sit on the edge of the bed. While he reached for his shoes - yanking them off without untying them - she unbuttoned her jeans. His jeans and underwear slid down his legs to the floor not long after, leaving him completely naked before she could wriggle out of her pants.

He reached out to her as soon as she managed to extract both feet from the denim. Clad in only her ankle socks and red panties, she let him pull her toward him. She straddled his right leg as she moved in, and pressed her aching need against his warm skin. She cupped his balls, and he slid his hand around to her ass before leaning in for yet another mind-blowing kiss.

A flash of panic swept through her when he hooked his thumb beneath the waistband of her panties. She only trimmed the hair down there, and she wasn’t sure how he would react to it. Aching to be touched, she broke from the kiss, straightened, and allowed him to pull her panties over her hips.

To her relief, when he looked down, his eyes lit up.

“Natural redhead, huh?” he remarked while smiling at her. Then he reached down and combed his fingers through the curls obscuring her nether lips.

“Mmm hmm,” she moaned in answer while shuddering from his touch.

“So fucking hot,” He said while sliding her panties down her thighs - still exploring her hairy pussy with the other hand.

Gloria stepped out of her panties and asked, “You like it?”

“Love it, and I want a closer look.”

She let out a delighted squeal when he grabbed her butt and pulled her toward the bed. Gloria climbed in, and let him guide her to the pillow, where he dropped onto his hands atop her. She kissed him hard, stroking the hard muscles of his back with her hands while his big cock tapped against her mound.

Nick moved from her lips to her neck after a few moments, which made her break out into goose bumps. After several exhilarating kisses, he planted one on her left shoulder, and then her right. The next kiss was on her chest, just above her breasts, and he scooted back as he did it.

“Ohhh!” she encouraged him as he sucked her nipple again. She humped against his leg, taming her need, and entwined her fingers in his hair. He was sucking hard - pulling in not only the stiff point, but the darkened oval of her areola as well. His tongue flicked her nipple, making her gasp and whimper.

“Love your fucking tits,” he said as he released her nipple and moved to the other one.

“That feels so good. You’re making me so wet.”

He moaned, and the vibrations added another level of delight.

“Want me to eat that hairy pussy for you?” he asked while switching nipples again.

“Please,” she gasped while grinding her sex against his leg.

He switched nipples yet again, and asked, “Please, what?”

“Please eat my pussy,” she said in a high-pitched rush while pushing down on his head.

Nick lifted up, but kept her nipple tight between his lips until it slipped free with a kissing sound. He scooted back again, and gave her a soft peck on her stomach. Then another that was lower, and to the right.

His lips slowly meandered down her body while she continued to push on his head and lift her hips. He swirled his tongue in her belly button, and then moved lower.

“Please.”

A chuckling growl escaped him when he kissed her just above her mound.

“Please,” she begged again.

He kissed her hip.