“Save some for tomorrow,” I tell him. “I have to work tonight,” I say, slapping his ass playfully as we start to kiss again.
“Oh shit!” he says, breaking the kiss and the blissful mood. “I can’t tomorrow, Aunt Sara,” he groans. “My guidance counselor scheduled some scholarship interviews for me. They’ve been scheduled for months. I have to go to them.”
“Of course you do!” I tell him. “That’s more important!” I say, surprising myself by how disappointed I am. “Not more fun,” I add, squeezing my pussy muscles around his spent cock. “But definitely more important.”
“I’m sorry, Aunt Sara,” he says. “I forgot all about it.”
“Don’t worry,” I smile. “We’ll just have to work extra hard on Thursday. We’ll have a complete run through; a dress rehearsal for your date.”
“Or an undress rehearsal,” he laughs.
“An undress rehearsal it is!” I laugh with him. “We can role play the entire date starting from when we get to the apartment,” I tell him. “Have you talked to Megan about coming here?”
“Yeah, I talked to her today,” he smiles. “She’s even more excited than I am, if that’s possible. She doesn’t even want to go to a movie or anything, she wants to just spend the entire evening here,” he says, his voice reflecting his disbelief at his good fortune.
“That’s great!” I tell him. “I don’t work Thursday night so we can do the undressing, the foreplay, the oral sex… the whole enchilada!” My pussy comes alive thinking about the endless possibilities that Thursday night presents. Damn! Wish I didn’t have to work tonight!
*****
Wednesday seems to last a week. Without Jeremy’s visit to look forward to, I sleep late, take a leisurely bath and go into work early. I’m distracted throughout my shift with ideas for Thursday night. I want Jeremy to give Megan not only the best sex she’s ever had but also the best sex she’s ever likely to have. I decide she needs to have at least four mind-blowing orgasms, two oral and two fucking. Of course, Jeremy will have to practice this on me Thursday night! Maybe four isn’t enough…
On Thursday, I meet Jeremy at the door, wearing a button up blouse, a pleated skirt and my most conservative bra and panties. We get into character and act like we’ve just arrived. When he closes the door, I pull him into my arms and kiss him eagerly like I think Megan might do.
“This is great that your aunt let you use her apartment,” I tell him, staying in character.
“Yeah,” he smiles. “She’s pretty special,” he says, leading me into the living room. “Do you want anything to drink?” he asks. “My aunt usually has cokes and stuff.”
“No,” I shake my head. “I just want you.”
“Do you want to go into the bedroom?” he asks, and then abruptly breaks character. “This is weird, Aunt Sara,” he complains.
“Okay, let’s skip all this stuff,” I agree, leading him into the bedroom.
“Do you want to give Megan a night of mind-blowing sex?” I ask, turning to face him just inside my bedroom.
“Sure,” he says, his face beaming with excitement.
“I’m going to tell you exactly how to do that,” I smile. “Foreplay first,” I tell him. “Lots of kissing and touching before you get undressed. Then you gradually undress her, complimenting each part of her body as you slowly unveil it.” He’s starring intently at me like he’s memorizing a formula. Maybe he is.