Over the next few days Kyle and Kim had sex at least three times a day. Kyle held Kim up in the pool, doing her standing up. They fucked doggy-style on the dining room table. Kim rode Kyle in the Jacuzzi tub in the master bathroom. Kyle made Kim wear an apron and a French maid’s hat and did her in the laundry room.
One morning Kim woke Kyle up with a blowjob. Kyle fucked Kim’s ass on the floor of her oldest daughter’s bedroom and made her clean him with her mouth. While most of their trysts were fairly described as animal sex, Kyle made long, slow love to Kim in her bed one night.
One afternoon Kim was paying bills at the desk in the study. Without saying as much as a “Good Afternoon, or a hello,” Kyle spun her desk chair around and pulled out his cock. He roughly grabbed Kim by the hair and put himself in her mouth. “I need to nut,” he said matter-of-factly.
A minute later Kyle was fully erect. “So you think you can just walk in here and have me suck you off?”
“Yes Ma’am, I do,” Kyle replied. He pushed Kim’s head down on his cock and said, “I haven’t heard any complaints yet.” And there weren’t any, even when Kyle pulled out of his aunt‘s mouth and shot his load on her face.
Patrick and the girls were due back on Thursday morning. Kyle needed to get back to campus, but after Kim begged him to stay so Brittany and Amanda could see their cousin, Kyle agreed to leave Thursday afternoon after lunch.
Wednesday night Kim threw caution to the wind for Kyle. Dark eye makeup, deep red lipstick, crotchless lingerie, the works. After a few drinks Kim really let loose, begging Kyle to “Fuck my slut cunt,” and having Kyle use a vibrator on her ass while he did her pussy.
Kim woke up to the sound of her ringing phone. It was Patrick, calling her from the airport to let her know that they’d just landed. “We’re going to head to baggage claim and then I’ll drop the girls off,” Patrick said. “Amanda says she’s starving, so I’m going to stop and get breakfast. Should be there in about an hour.”
“Oh, my God!” Kim exclaimed. She rolled out of bed and said, “I overslept, the girls are going to be here soon! I’ve got to get ready, Kyle.” Naked, Kim walked over to the other side of the bed and gently kissed Kyle. “Get up, sleepyhead. I’m getting in the shower and you need to finish packing.”
While in the shower Kim thought about the last few weeks. She’d never been more sexually satisfied than she was now, but the incestuous nature of her relationship with Kyle meant that it wouldn’t continue. The hot water felt marvelous, but Kim knew she couldn’t linger.
As she got out of the shower she noticed that Kyle was not only up, but had made the bed. She made a mental note to wash the sheets as soon as possible. Kim put on a knee length peasant dress with three quarter sleeves and an elastic scoop neckline. She felt odd trying to go back to the suburban mom mode. While she was excited about seeing her daughters, she felt depressed at the prospect of not being with Kyle.
As she was finishing her makeup, Kyle popped his head into her room. “Hey, it raining, let’s go wait for the girls in the garage.”