with it. She meant to stop that from the start. She wanted more of this. Lots more.
'How do you feel?' she asked cautiously.
'Great! Ohh Aunt Tanya, I love you!'
'Well, I love you too.' They kissed softly. But then Tanya saw the unrestrained worship in her young nephew's eyes. Before she'd been afraid of it going the path of shame and guilt. Now she shivered at the thought of dealing with a sixteen-year-old who was madly in love with her.
'Maybe we can do it again sometime,' she said nonchalantly.
'Maybe?' Benji gasped. 'Oh God Tanya! I want to sleep with you every night. I want to.'
'Now darling, we must be mature about this, right?'
Benji looked as if he'd been smacked on the wrist. 'I… I guess so. What do you mean mature?' Tanya took a slow breath and let it out.
'Well, we have to remember that everyone might not see our little affair like we do. I know you care for me in a new and wonderful way. And I care for you.' She stroked his back. The boy was getting heavy now but she hated to disturb him. His cock was about to slip from her pussy so she squeezed down on it with all her might. She was surprised to feel it stiffening a little. But then Benji was very young. At the height of the most virile period in his life.
'I still don't understand.'
'Come on now darling, you know that an aunt doesn't just climb in bed with her young nephew and expect everyone to applaud and commend her for forthright and upstanding community service.'
Benji grinned. He had such a lovely, wide mouth. Tanya wanted to kiss him again. But she had to make her point. They had to get this clear between them before he got crazy and aroused everyone's suspicions.
'So we've got to keep it a secret,' he said at last.
'Don't you think you can?'
'Yeah, but…'
She hugged him, rolling him gently to his side. 'Don't worry. There'll be plenty of opportunities for us to be together. But we must be careful.' His cock had slipped from her pussy now. She was surprised to see that it was half erect again. Still it was too soon for him to sustain a perfect erection. She touched the cum-smeared shaft and licked his chin. 'Don't look so serious…'
'It's easy for you to say.' Benji frowned.
'It isn't so easy. I didn't plan this or anything. It just happened.' She was staring at his young, lovely prick. She was thinking about putting it in her mouth. But there wasn't time this morning for any more games. People would be wondering where Benji had disappeared to. They might even come poking around. Tanya swung her legs out of bed and held a towel under her mound. Benji watched with interest.
'It all just leaks out?' he asked, biting his lip.
'Well, not all of it.' She winked. 'There are the ones who make the lone swim.'
'The long swim,' he repeated as if in a trance. 'God, I hope you don't get…'
'Knocked up? No chance. I'm on the pill.' She walked over to where he sat on the edge of the mattress and pinched his cheek. 'You do know about the pill, don't you?'
'Oh sure.' He stood and pulled her against him. 'That means we can do it all the time and not worry about making a baby.'
'With you I'm not so sure that even the pill is foolproof,' she laughed, twisting out of his embrace. She cleaned up in the bathroom and let Benji watch her pull on the pink bikini panties she'd never quite managed before. Then she got into a silk frock and brushed out her hair.
'Wow,' he said, adoring her from where he sat. 'I know what's underneath all that. I can almost see you walking around naked.'
'Well make sure you don't telegraph all this to somebody who doesn't know.'
Benji came to put his arms around her belly. He hugged her from behind, rubbing his stiffened prick up and down her buttocks. She gave him a little spank and pulled away again.
'You'll get me all randy and sticky,' she teased.
'When can we?'
'You're ready again?'
Benji grew shy again now that his cock was stiffening. 'Yeah. I'm ready.'
'Maybe I can sneak to your room tonight,' she said. 'I'm not sure I want you stumbling through the house on your way to my room.'
'You'll be sure and come?'
'If I don't, that'll only make you appreciate me more the next time.'
'You've got to come,' Benji said, taking her arms. 'You've just got to.'
Tanya let him kiss her. Her heart was pounding but she wasn't afraid of her own emotions as much as she was of her nephew's. If he really got crazy, he could bring it all down around them. She had to walk a pretty high wire to keep it all working.
'Have I ever chewed off a hunk this time,' she murmured to herself.
'What Tanya? What'd ya say?'
'I said that you're a lovely hunk of man, Benji. A real lovely hunk.'
CHAPTER THREE
Lori had been thinking about the fight her mother had had with Cal. It seemed they argued a lot lately. But she'd overheard a real bad one. She'd heard Tanya trying to soothe Beth. She'd heard everything but what the fight was actually about. She'd stayed in the downstairs bathroom until all the flak had passed and then sneaked out of the house to mull things over. That was four days ago.
'What you thinking, Lori?' Jim asked her.
'Nothing much.' She smiled at him but her heart wasn't in it. Lately she'd been getting more and more bored with Jim Hanson. At twenty she was supposed to be in an exciting and vital time of her life. That was what everyone told her. And she was dating one of the most eligible bachelors in town. Jim was twenty-five, and almost out of law school. He would be a successful, dependable husband if she cared to accept his offer of marriage. But something had caused her to hesitate. It wasn't any one thing. It wasn't really something she could put her finger on. But it was something.
'God, would I love to wake up with you tomorrow morning.' He pulled her against him. They were parked in front of the house. Lori wanted to go inside. Site wasn't tired. She was just a little tired of Jim. The radio on the dash of the Cadillac played soft, romantic melodies.
'Did you like the movie?' she asked, trying to make conversation.
'When I could concentrate,' he said. His fingers were toying with the buttons of her blouse.
'Jim, I think I'd better go in.'
'Not yet, darling. Let me hold you a little longer.'
Lori pushed a lock of soft, brown hair out of her eyes and sighed. She knew Jim's routine. Maybe because she knew it so well, knew he wouldn't vary from it was the reason she was bored. He was a habitual person. He liked the same approach over and over again. Just as now he was undoing the bottom button of her blouse first. There wasn't anything particularly wrong with that, Lori thought. But why didn't he start at the top? Just once.
'I'm glad you never wear a bra,' he whispered, putting his mouth against her cheek. Exactly the same moves, the same words he'd always used.
'I guess I'm not really big enough to bother,' she said. That wasn't entirely true. Sometimes when running or jumping around, Lori wished she was in the habit of wearing one. But the damned things were so restricting, so uncomfortable.
'Mmmmmmm, so soft! You're lovely to touch, Lori,' Jim said as he fingered her nipple.
Lori closed her eyes. She knew that her date had given the signal for her to begin. If she was to be on cue, she had to reach over and unzip his fly. Then she'd find his cock and pull it out. Jim had a passion for a quick hand-job at the end of a date. It was funny how prudish he was. Though she hadn't ever hinted that he couldn't
