But that was long ago. Sometimes in the cold of night his memory still lingered deep within her as her hands found the warmth of her passion needing t...o be fulfilled. But in the dark of the library she stood at the desk reading the note once again. For a year now every third Friday a note would appear on her desk. "I'll be there at 10:00p.m please be ready for me" They always stated the same thing. Except for the first one. She pulled the cotton dress over her head and neatly folded it laying. Happy birthday i tell her and give her the gifts. she smiles and loves them and gives me another big kiss, i stay and cook my aunt dinner, some wine and cakebut i was wanting her pussy far more. my aunt said she had a surprise for me and took me upstairs to her bedroom. she told me to wait, i waited for a few mins she came out in a black garter and stockings and her black ankle boots onmy cock was begging to get out, she told me to watch her, she layed down on the bed and starting rubbing her. As I moved to the side of her shoulders, Taya reached up and took my hands in hers. She moved slowly downwards and after about five seconds she placed my warm hands on her tits. I could tell that she was enjoying the feeling as she leant further back, pressing against my chest, in order to give me better access. When I leant slightly forward, feeling my hot breath on her ear (not to mention my semi-hard cock pressing against her back) she turned her head and pressed her warm moist lips to mine.. Emily walked up to him and whisperedsomething into his ear."Are you sure?" he asked the two of us. Not knowing what she said, Icould only look at Emily in askance. What was she planning now?"Yeah, I'm sure," Emily said and then turned back towards me. "Justremember, do your best and don't worry about what everyone else thinks."Uh oh, I was really worried now! She would only say something like thatif there was the potential for embarrassment, more than my singing wouldcause anyway. Warily I.