My First Older Woman, Auntie Suzie (Not my real Auntie) Part III The Camping Trip. [M18F35 ] [cheating] [age-gap] [sex]

I wake up. I smile to myself; I wonder was it a dream, but I know it wasn’t a dream. I can’t wait to see her again. How can I get her alone again. Damn I wasn’t alone last night. I roll out of bed and throw on some of last nights clothes and go to my parent’s room, it’s empty. I almost run down the stairs to find my mum sat on the sofa, head in her hands with a steaming cup of coffee on the table.

“Hello mum, how are you this morning?” I ask her and looking at her I already know the answer.

She says nothing for a while, looks up, grabs her coffee and takes a mouthful. Slowly and with a voice I’d never heard so gruff, “Morning son, not great, what happened last night?” I wonder what she is speaking about, does she know? “Who put me to bed and why did I find your socks on the floor this morning?" she adds after another mouthful of coffee.

‘Close’ I say to myself ‘too close.’

“Suzie and I carried you to bed, don’t worry she was the one to undress you. Oh, sorry about the socks I forgot to pick them up.” I hope this is enough in her state. Trying to change the subject I add, “I’m going to grab a shower, also Suzie says that she will pick up her car and drive us to the camp site this morning so you will need to get ready.” With that I run up the stairs.

Showered, shaved, changed. I can’t wait to see Suzie again. I hear the door open, and my mum greeting Suzie. I stay upstairs, the ‘socks’ question was enough to make me realise that if I’m going to do this, I’m going to have to be more careful. I’d never rushed down the stairs to see her before, I’m not going to do it today. I count to a hundred and walk down the stairs and see her on the sofa, “Morning Steven, how are you today?” she asks, a brief smile on her lips.

“I’m good Suzanne, you?” I answered trying to sound bored. With pleasantries and small talk done we get in the car and start off towards the campsite. The trip is awkward, I’m not saying much, my mum still hangover is not saying much as well. Suzie occasionally looking at me in the rear-view mirror is also mainly silent.

“Now I’m not going to tell anyone about last night, so please don’t say anything either.” My mum speaks to the car, luckily Suzie answers first, “About what?” she answered quizzically, “Me getting drunk, I’m not going to say anything, I hope you guys won’t either!” and both Suzie and I say we won’t.

Hugs, kisses and welcomes abound when we turn up a few moments later. I dump my bag in a small tent next to my parents’ tent. The next thing I know Peter, Suzie’s husband came walking up to me, I try to keep myself from looking nervous, hand outstretched, shaking hands he asks. “How’s the first week with my wife, is she keeping you busy?” He ask’s, mumble through an answer, saying anything that could be considered an answer to that question.

Suzie walks over, “Steven, would you mind coming to the supermarket with me I’ll need someone to help me with the supplies.”, she asks, “Yes of course, boss.” I reply and Peter laughs “Boss! She already has you under her thumb. Stand up for yourself lad you aren’t at work now.” And with that he walks off shaking his head. After getting a list of things we needed Suzie, and I get in the car and drive off. Nothing is said, I can tell that Suzie is thinking about what she wants to say.

As we arrive at the supermarket, we pull over to a quiet part there are no cars around us nothing but empty car park and brick walls. “So how was last night for you?” She asks me but I don’t answer, I lean over and start kissing her neck, I can hear her sighing, my hand drops to shorts, rubbing her pussy on the outside of them her leg’s part making it easier for me to rub. She turns her ahead and we kiss manically. I pop open her shorts at the top, my fingers now running over her pubic mound, she slumps in the driving seat her legs wider, my fingers now rubbing on her clit she brings a hand up to her mouth and bites down, her legs tighten against my hand. Now my fingers get lower and find her moist pussy lips. Her head pulls away, she says, “We can’t do it here not in public not in daylight.” I keep on going and one finger slips into her moist and willing hole.

Her hands now grab hold of the seat as I finger her, first with one finger then with two, my other hand goes to her pussy as well as I’m now fingering her and rubbing her clit. This does not take long before she orgasms again, then again in quick succession, I don’t stop, I keep on with this, not letting her body relax from one orgasm to another. I now pull my fingers out of her but continue to rub her clit as I bring my hand up to her mouth as she licks and suck my fingers clean of her own pussy cream. Suzie orgasms again and I slowly stop rubbing her clit and pussy, now just teasing with my fingertips.

“What am I going to do with you?” She says and not waiting for an answer starts kissing me and rubbing my cock through my shorts getting her own back on what I’d done to her. “Ok, I said not here in public, so let’s do the shopping and get back.”

We quickly do the shopping, looking like we must be mother and son and not lovers out on a Saturday afternoon ignoring the fact that a few moments ago I had my fingers in her pussy. The shopping done we get back to the car and get going back to the campsite. With us now both worrying about the time we have been away even though I do suggest going to a country lane she tells me to calm down and there will be time for again. She tells me, “We are not going to fuck in the car or tent, where anyone can hear or see us, so calm down and we will be get together soon.”

Back at the campsite life continues, games are played, drinks are drunk, the BBQ is done with of course the fathers cooking. I steal glimpses of Suzie she smiles back at me I’m sure she can see the hunger in my eyes. I’m watching the adults drinking my dad trying to get me to drink but I just don’t like the taste, the adults getting drunk, but I can see Suzie is drinking less than the others. I’m careful not to stare at Suzie just looking up occasionally, I spend most of the night chatting with Suzie’s two children who are fourteen and twelve.

First the kids start to get tired and go to bed when it’s late, around eleven o’clock the adults and myself continue to sit around the embers of the BBQ. After last night I start to get tired as well and go to my tent and I can hear the drinking and the chatting going on. I try to stay awake, but I soon fall asleep.

Morning soon comes, the heat soon becomes unbearable in the tent, people are already up and about, I start to walk over to the washing facilities and I soon see Suzie walking towards me, there is no-one else around she stops me and says, “I was thinking about you in my sleeping bag last night and I want you inside me again, you are going to be working late on Monday night, fucking me. I hope you are ready!” with that she walked away from me. I swallow nervously but I think to myself ‘well only 36 hours to go.’

To be continued in

My First Older Woman, Auntie Suzie (Not my real Auntie) Pt IV The Office