‘I’m not decent,’ she said.
When the door opened anyway, she fumbled the box behind her back, but not fast enough to prevent Tom seeing.
‘Don’t you listen,’ she said, covering her breasts with her arms, ‘I said I’m not decent.’
‘I just want to talk,’ he said, ‘You haven’t said a word to me since this morning.’
‘Can you blame me?’ she exclaimed. She took the dildo from the box and slammed it on the bed. ‘Why? Do you enjoy embarrassing me, is that it?’
‘No,’ he said with absolute sincerity. ‘I thought it would help. I know you’ve been going through a hard time—’
‘So get me chocolates or flowers,’ she interrupted, ‘Not a bloody sex toy.’
‘How would chocolates or flowers help? Look, I bet you haven’t had any action since you and Jim separated.’
‘That’s none of your business.’
‘Am I right though?’
‘Well, yes. No!’
‘Which is it?’
‘No, I haven’t,’ she snapped, ‘but it makes no difference. I have no interest in using this… thing. And certainly not one given to me by my own nephew.’
He glanced down at the dark patch on Holly’s underwear. ‘Then why are you wet?’
‘I…’ She touched her panties and felt the unmistakable damp of arousal. She silently berated herself, cursing her body for betraying her fortitude. ‘I don’t know.’
Tom took the dildo from beside her. ‘You deserve to feel good, Aunt Holly.’
‘Oh my God, this is so wrong,’ she said, putting her head in her hands.
‘I want to do this for you.’
She looked at him with a mixture of horror and longing. ‘We’re family.’
‘If you’re not comfortable, I’ll go,’ Tom reassured. ‘Do you want me to go?’
After a period of indecision, she shook her head.
‘Lie back,’ Tom said.
She did so, her heart pounding in her chest. She tracked the dildo in Tom’s hand as he brought it between her legs. It looked so real, so virile, and she realised she had a shameful urge to be ravaged. Starved of action since the beginning of Jim’s affair, the sight of a cock at the entrance to her pussy — real or not — was enough to make her surrender her principles.
‘Mm,’ she whimpered as the cyberskin head grazed the outside of her panties. Almost instinctively, she drew them to the side to expose her sex, inviting more.
Tom gently pressed the head against her, its realistically shaped glans parting her labia to tease her opening. Holly hadn’t been entered in months, and with a look to Tom that said a thousand words, she communicated her desire to change that.
‘Slow,’ she whispered as Tom pushed his gift into her,’ ‘Let me get used to it.’
She closed her eyes, allowing her out-of-practice nerve endings to reawaken. Tom slowly guided the dildo in and out of her, moving it to the pace of her trembling breaths.
‘Have you changed your mind about my present, Aunt Holly?’
She made a faint noise of assent, unable to find a coherent word as she spread her legs a little wider with each thrust.
Tom’s gift penetrated more and more easily as his aunt’s pussy lavished it with long-forgotten arousal. All Holly’s trepidation had gone, banished by her flushed chest and the moans escaping her throat. She massaged her breasts, teasing her nipples into a glass-like state through her bra as she submitted to the fuck toy’s pleasure.