John I’d met a few times at Lillian’s social evenings, a handsome man in his mid fifties. I liked him as he was always so gracious, seemed to sing...le me out for conversation when we met. He travelled a lot on business, so I thought it was a question of opportunity, before he would invite me out for an evening. I was sure Lillian had passed onto him my interest, in one way or another. His wife Nancy was also quite cultured and a very friendly lady. In the confines of Lillian’s home, she didn’t. She was in the kitchen busy with the cooking and I was outside helping her husband with the bbq. Her husband asked me to get dishes for the meat and the bread so I went inside where I found the aunt, his wife, a chubby woman with very big tits and ass, always dresses in conservative wayThat evening she was wearing a gym short, t-shirt and had a kitchen apron on her, those that cover the front only. When I went in the kitchen and asked her for the dishes, she asked me to follow her in the back. It had a fowl flavor. He had tasted piss yesterday, but this was much worse. He just wanted it over as quickly as possible so he drank as fast as he could. His stomach was getting full, and the drink seemed to go on forever. Finally, a slurping sound came from the cup, she tossed it into a nearby trash can. “I hope you liked the drink I made for you.”“It was nasty. What else was in that cup other than piss.” “Oh, I’m sorry, did it taste bad? I can assure you there was nothing else in it other. .." For Christ's sake you bloody lunatic, behave yourself."I suspect that the pipe was about to be re-introduced to the haven between her legs, but the phone rang, and she was still laughing as she picked up the receiver from the table near to where I was sitting."Hello?" Oh hi Karen." You have? Wow that was quick."Reaching over, I slipped a hand beneath her skirt and brushed my fingertips over the soft puffy flesh of her labia.She giggled and opened her legs even wider for me."What? No, I er,.