It was that one wedding. The afterparty was in a dark auditorium. I was 21 at the time and my aunt was 38.

Aunty was drinking. A little bit tipsy but still sound enough to ask me to dance with her. I wasn't thinking anything of it at the time and just went along with it.

We hit the dancefloor and Lady In Red came on. I put my hands on her waist, she moves them to her curvacious ass. She says I had to "sqeeze real tight cause that's how you dance to a slow song; like lovers".

I thought that was hot. Going with the flow, I grabbed onto her ass like I meant it; just as she instructed. This made me hard, instantly. My dick, throbbing, feeling tight in my dress pants.

Aunty must have noticed this too as I then felt her warm soft hand on my crotch. I became She cupped it. Started to rub it. Hard and fast. I squeezed her ass even tighter and pulled her in; a signal to let her know I'm enjoying every single moment of this. By the time the song was done, I busted a nut inside my pants.

After the dance, she was about to leave and said "give aunty a kiss". So I leaned forward aiming for her cheek, she moved her face in front of mine and went for a full on, tongue tangling, spit waping french kiss! It lasted no more that 10, maybe 15 seconds. Long enough to savour every minute of it, short enough to not draw any attention to us. She then gave me a kiss on the cheek and said "thanks for the dance - I enjoyed that I think almost as much as you did".

Needless to say, I went home later that night, pulled up Lisa Ann's greatest hits, and spent the rest of my evening in milf heaven.