My Aunt’s Secret Santa

Ok so I just got home so I figured I would write this all down while it’s fresh in my memory. Not that I’ll be forgetting this anytime soon. Some backstory first. My Dad’s side of the family has been doing secret Santa for the past 6 or 7 years. Basically everyone picks a name out of a hat and that person has written down 2 or 3 things that they want but wouldn’t ordinarily spend on themselves (new pair of shoes, coat, headphones etc.). So this year I had picked my Aunt Margret (not her real name). Now Margret (Maggie) has really been into yoga for the past 2-3 years. She is 52 years old 5’5 brown hair small D cup implants always wore small to medium sized clothes. So over the past year she has been going through a divorce from her husband and he moved out. Because of this she really threw herself into yoga and has dropped from a small to an extra small. I saw her for the first time in months at Thanksgiving and she looked great. Lost a lot of weight but healthy. So naturally she asked for 2 pieces of yoga wear that were surprisingly expensive for how little material they were. So this takes us to about 2 weeks ago. Her husband who had moved out and was living out of his truck, was found dead. He had always been a bit of an alcoholic and sadly I think that’s what did him in. But I haven’t really been told much more than that. This really upset Maggie because even though they were getting divorced, a 20 year marriage will stir those emotions. The family had planned to have Christmas dinner at Maggie’s like we have for the past few years. Recent events however have really hit her hard and so she decided she no longer wanted to do dinner at her house. This annoyed my family because we all had plans and now things needed to change. And because of this changed Maggie got in a fight with my dad and her other sister. So when we changed plans and decided to do Christmas Eve dinner at my Grandfathers house about 2 hours away she didn’t want to go. This takes us to this morning. My dad called and told me that he needed me to go pick up her secret Santa gift from her house to bring it with us to dinner tomorrow so whoever she had got a gift. And I figured I might as well give her gift now and kill 2 birds. So I wrapped her gift and threw it in my car and went to workout. I finished my workout and gave her a call. She answered slightly out of breath as she had just gotten out of a hot yoga class herself. I asked her what she was up to and she said she was just about to head home to finish making the casserole she had said she was going to make for us to take to grandpa’s. So I told her I was her secret Santa and that I wanted to drop her gift off and pick up her secret Santa gift. She told me she hadn’t even wrapped it yet and the casserole would need time to cook and asked if I could pick it up in the morning. Now we had planned to leave mid morning so I had plenty of time to pick it up tomorrow but something in her voice just sounded off. After we hungup I drove over to drop my gift off for her. When I arrived she had just made it home herself. She asked what I was doing here and I told her she just sounded off in the phone and I came over to see if she needed someone to talk to. She smiled and gave me a hug and I apologized for my smell as the stench from my workout still lingered. She was still pretty sweaty herself but she looked great. We walked in to her house and went to the kitchen, she pulled out the half made casserole and grabbed a few remain ingredients from the fridge. After a few minutes of small talk she asked if I could spread the last few things on and put it in the oven when it finished preheating. I told her of course and she wandered back to her room shower. It took a few minutes to spread everything evenly and I double checked to make sure I didn’t screw anything up then I threw it in the oven when it reached the right temperature. So in that time she had showered quick and walked out with a towel wrapped around her. She bent over to check the casserole and I tried my best not to look at her great ass but it was tough. It was covered my the towel but that towel hugged her so well. I guess her no longer smelling her own sweat made my smell much more obvious to her so she told me I stink and to take a shower. I told her I only have these clothes so showering would pointless but she said just leave them outside the door an she would run them in the steam clean setting of her washer just to take the stink away. So I went into her bathroom which was different as I had always used the guest bath when I had stayed there previously. Her bathroom is setup odd. The toilet and bidet (I know she actually has one haha) is in a little room with a door so if you want your privacy you can have it. But the shower is a large shower in the corner with walls on 2 sides and a jacuzzi tub that makes a sort of half wall on another side. There is no door or curtain to the shower though. It’s so big that water won’t go out into the rest of the bathroom. I’m in the shower and I’m soaping up as one does in a shower and after a few minutes I hear a knock on the door. Maggie cracks the door open and says she needs to go to the bathroom. Which i find odd at first seeing as there are two other bathrooms in the house but perhaps she prefers this one and there is a door so she won’t be staring at me while she pees. So I turn my back to her as she walks in and heads into the private toilet area. I hear the toilet flush and immediately step further into the shower and out of the water to avoid the blast of hot water that is sure to come. I hear the door open and a few seconds later I feel a hand on my back. I jump at first and I turn to find my aunt had removed her towel and joined me in the shower. Before I could say a word she just put her finger on my lips and whispered ‘shhh just let it happen’. She stood on her tip toes and pulled my head down until my lips met hers. We kissed for a moment and the shock washed over me and I just put my hands on her waist as our lips parted and our tongues started to explore one another’s mouths. I could feel my cock hardening faster and faster until it was pressed up against her stomach. With one hand still around my head she took the other and slowly started working my shaft. I still couldn’t believe what was happening but I was so in it that I couldn’t bring myself to stop. Things started getting hotter and heavier as we started to grope each others bodies. I picked her up and held her against the wall and grinded my cock along her pussy. When I couldn’t take it anymore I carried her out of the shower and into the bedroom and laid her on the bed and climb on top and immediately lined my cock up to her pussy. She wrapped her legs around me and I felt them tighten around me as I slid into her soaking wet pussy. We kissed passionately as I started to pump in and out her faster and faster. She moaned and screamed out my name telling me to ‘fuck her little pussy’ as the first orgasm overwhelmed her. Then she rolled me on my back and rode my cock hard while she leaned back and my hands felt up her tits and punched her nipples. I got back on top of her and we just kept going at it until the her second orgasm. Just sound of her cumming all over my cock put me over the edge and I blew my load inside her. The world came flooding back but we just stared into eachothers eyes and kissed again. I pulled my softening cock out of her cum filled pussy and laid down next to her. She smiled at me and got up and grabbed my arm and pulled me up too. It felt like the whole thing last 5 minutes but i checked the clock and we had fucked for 45 minutes. She lead me to the laundry room where my clothes had finished. She pulled me in to kiss her again and I wrapped my arms around her and held her tight. She helped me back into my clothes and we walked toward the door. She told me to say she hadn’t even made the casserole yet and still needed to wrap her gift so I need to pick it up early tomorrow morning. She winked at me and gave me another deep kiss. We kissed for a few minutes and then she sent me on my way. On the drive home I was so torn. Everything just felt right with her in that moment. But I feel so much guilt. I mean I know I didn’t instigate it but I still feel like I should have stopped her because she was probably really vulnerable. So I don’t know what to do. Should I talk to her about everything and say it was a one time thing that she needed and just grab the gift and the food and go or should I come back tomorrow for another round.

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