Aunt Evie

As much as he likes his mother's friend Evie, the last thing eighteen year old Richard wants is to spend his summer away from his friends being looked after by a woman twice his age. But Evie has a secret: a taste for sex and control that has gone unfulfilled for too long -- and she has her sights set on the innocent Richard.

In this first entry into the Aunt Evie series, Richard learns that his new accommodation comes with some interesting -- and unexpected -- benefits...

EXTRACT:

She comes to you in your sleep.

She’s dressed in something barely there, black gossamer lace that fades into the darkness of the room, highlighting her every curve. Her breasts, firm and yet so wonderfully supple, fill out her black bra nicely, the pale skin contrasting beautifully with the material in the darkness. They are the first things you notice, and they keep your attention. No matter how hard you try, you can’t take your eyes off them.

‘Wake up, Richard,’ she says as she comes towards you. She stands at the foot of the bed and leans forward, giving you a long glimpse at her cleavage that burns itself into your drowsy retinas. If you had been asleep, you’re wide awake now.

She climbs up onto the bed, straddling you and shuffling up the length of your body, trapping you beneath her. Your cock stirs; you hope she can’t feel it, but as she presses her hips down on yours, you know there’s no way she can have missed it.

‘What...?’ you begin to say, but she presses a long, immaculately-painted finger to your lips and makes a shushing noise.

‘I want this,’ she says, ‘and if you want to stay in my house, I’m going to have it, too. The only question is, are you going to give it to me willingly, or am I going to have to take it?’