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—-The following takes place around 18 months after Chapter 3 finished—-

I had been staring at my phone for the last 10 minutes and a single message from my dad was staring back:

“Grandma has passed away. Funeral in 4 days.”

I had been so caught up in work that I hadn’t been back to Malaysia since I started the affair with my aunty. I had called a few times, but nothing more than that. I felt guilty, and desperately sad.

3 days later, I touched down at KL International Airport. It was Thursday night, the day before the funeral.

I caught a cab to my hotel, as the family home was already full of relatives, my parents included. I gazed blankly out of the window, when a thought that I had been suppressing for the last week resurfaced.

My Aunty was back in KL to finalise the divorce from my uncle. She had spent 6 months in Europe, and for the past year or so had tried to make things up with my uncle. But she had eventually insisted on a divorce. My uncle was devastated, and my grandma had died seeing him slowly become an alcohol and put on weight.

They would be divorced soon, meaning she would no longer be my aunty…

I angrily shook myself out of these thoughts.

After checking in and unpacking, I had a shower. It was about 9pm local time, 2pm London time, so I wasn’t tired at all. I turned on the TV to try and pass the time, when there was a knock at the door.

I put a robe on and opened the door.

My aunty stood in the doorway, wearing the tight-fitting red dress that had first attracted me to her all those years ago.

We stared at each other, then both of us impulsively reached for the other, pulling each other close, opening our lips to let our tongues duel.

I pulled her inside my room and continued to kiss her passionately.

She undid my robe and I shrugged it off, letting it pool at my feet. Then my aunty pushed me onto the bed, and walked over. She undid her dress and stepped out of it, completely nude except for her 4.5-inch-high heels. She straddled my midriff and bent down to kiss me.

I flipped her over and started kissing down her body, starting from her neck. Soon I was kneeling at the foot of the bed between her legs, licking the pussy I had come to know so well.

My aunty was moaning and holding my face tightly between her legs. Soon she started quivering and burst into a huge orgasm.

I got up and crawled on top of her.

She was breathing heavily, but bit her lip and spread her legs for me.

I needed no encouragement, sank my cock into her pussy and groaned at the pleasure.

She wrapped her legs around me and pulled my lips to her, while I started thrusting hard.

Soon we were both moaning and panting and we had an electric mutual orgasm.

I rolled off my aunty and stared at the ceiling, both of us still not having said a word to the other.

We lay in silence for about 15 minutes, when she reached over to start stroking my cock slowly. I got very hard, very quick and she took a deep breath before rolling on top of me and mounting my dick.

We locked eyes as she slowly slid down my cock, paused, then rose back up again.

She rode me for 10 minutes before her breathing started becoming ragged and came again.

I pushed her off and got onto my knees behind her. She was on all fours in front of me in an instant and I immediately slipped back inside her and started fucking her doggy style.

I gripped her waist and started slamming her amazing ass against my abs. She cried out in a mixture konyaaltı escort of pleasure and pain, and soon I was the one panting, close to the point of orgasm.

My aunty freed herself and turned around, rubbing my cock furiously and positioning her luscious lips around the head of my cock.

I had a big cum, shooting several loads into her mouth, which she swallowed, and moaned contentedly.

I sat back against the headboard as she went to the bathroom to clean up.

When she came out again, dressed in a robe, she sat next to me and sighed.

We talked long into the night about her travels, her relationship with my uncle, my grandma and finally, us.

We made love once more that night, tenderly, slowly, and passionately. We cried out the other’s name, and held each other close, falling asleep entwined soon after.

The next morning, I woke up extremely drowsy. I hadn’t slept much, and my aunty was still sleeping next to me. I got into the shower to try and freshen up, and my aunty joined me soon after. We held each other under the warm water and kissed, our hands roaming over each other’s bodies. I was soon giving her an orgasm with my two fingers rubbing her clit and the rest up her pussy.

She sank to her knees and proceeded to give me a blowjob, rubbing my balls in one hand and stroking my shaft with the other. Her head bobbed up and down relentlessly, and it wasn’t long before I pulled my cock from her mouth and furiously masturbated until I shot ropes onto her face and breasts.

She smiled as she washed it off, then stood up and hugged me.

My aunty had explained the previous night that she was coming to the funeral as my uncle thought it was appropriate, but would otherwise act as a guest, rather than a relative. She caught a cab from the hotel before me, so that we would arrive at the funeral separately.

During the cab ride to the funeral I thought over the long discussion I had with my aunty the previous night. After she had left me in London 18 months ago, she had travelled Europe for 6 months before returning to KL to try and sort things out with my uncle. They had lived together then separately for the next year, and eventually accepted that they no longer loved each other. My uncle had taken it much harder than her, and for that she felt an immeasurable amount of guilt. My grandma’s passing had just compounded the misery.

She had thought about me a lot, and even though she had slept with another man, she still yearned for me. And to be honest, I still yearned for her. Mel had left London a few months before my grandma’s passing to work in America, leaving me hurting and alone. When I saw my aunty again it had brought up feelings of comfort, passion and lust.

We talked about us, about how we felt and what we would do. Officially, she was no longer my aunty, and she asked me to call her by her first name, Jade. We gazed into each other’s eyes for a while after that, before making love for the third and final time that night.

I was snapped out of my thoughts by my arrival to the funeral home.

The funeral was tough and emotional. I didn’t cry, but my chest felt like there was a vice around it. I consoled my mum and dad, and they hugged me back.

Eventually, we made our way out of the church and into the adjoining hall, where caterers were busy preparing for the wake.

During the wake, I was speaking to my parents, when I saw Jade standing by herself near the back of the room. She was looking straight at me, then walked slowly towards a doorway.

I kültür escort excused myself from my parents, claiming to need the bathroom. Instead, I followed Jade.

I walked through the doorway into a long, narrow corridor that had alcoves every few meters. Jade was standing in the shadows of one further down the hallway.

I walked quickly over to her, and she pulled me close, tears in her eyes.

We hugged for a few minutes, not saying a word, until she pulled away and raised her lips to mine.

We kissed slowly and tenderly, but it started to become more passionate. I was anxious that I had been gone too long and that we were quite exposed if someone were to walk past us, but I knew what Jade wanted.

I raised her dress above her hips while she undid my pants and my cock sprang out. I picked her up and pressed her against the wall, her legs wrapping around me. Our lips clashed and she moaned quietly.

I lowered her onto my cock, and was unsurprised to find her pussy already soaking.

I fucked Jade vigorously but quietly, sliding her up and down the wall as I thrust into her.

We both came, breathing hard and moaning through pursed lips.

We both neatened ourselves and hurried back to the wake, hoping no one would suspect the taboo act we had just added to our list.

After the wake, I returned to the family home to spend time and remember my grandma. Jade had gone back to her apartment.

Eventually everyone got tired, and a cousin dropped me off at my hotel.

As I walked past the bar I spotted Jade. I joined her at the bar, ordering myself a whisky, neat.

We made small talk for a while, but the moment I finished my drink, she was settling the bill and dragging me to the elevators.

We fucked twice that night, including one amazing session of anal, and even squeezed in a long period of 69. I felt guilty that during this period of mourning I was rekindling my old sex habits with Jade, but we made each other feel better, and the sex was out of this world, as usual, so the guilt was soon forgotten.

A few days later I boarded my flight back to London. Jade was with me. We planned to stay together for a few weeks in my apartment, and see where things went. Even though she was no longer my aunty, there would still be hell to pay if my family found out and connected the relationship with the deterioration of my uncle’s marriage, so we agreed to keep it a secret.

5 hours into the flight I was woken up by Jade.

“Want to join the mile-high club?” she whispered seductively.

I grinned and nodded, getting up and making my way to the back of the plane. Jade followed soon after.

We were alone and everyone was asleep, so we slipped into a bathroom cubicle and locked the door. It was very cramped, but we kissed each other hard and started undressing. I put the toilet lid down and sat on it, my cock pointing straight up. Jade, also nude, straddled me and sank onto my cock. She moaned, and started bouncing up and down.

“Argh fuck, that feels so good.” I muttered, taking one of her nipples into my mouth.

Jade inhaled sharply and bit her lip.

Soon she was moaning and dug her nails into my shoulders as she came.

She slumped forward, so I grabbed her ass and started thrusting up into her pussy.

“Ohhhhhh yessss baby!” Jade moaned.

She stood up after another minute and kneeled in front of me. She took my cock in her hands and started blowing me, and I groaned as she worked her magic.

Soon I was breathing raggedly, and I markantalya escort came in her mouth.

We stood up, panting and grinning.

We had just gotten to my apartment after the flight, and Jade had jumped straight in the shower while I unpacked.

“Hey babe, why don’t you come and join me?” Jade yelled from the shower.

I grinned, and walked into the bathroom to join her.

I slipped inside the shower and pulled her close to me.

“I’m really happy about this… about us” Jade said with a smile.

“For the first time in a while I feel happy, you know?” she continued.

“I’m happy too. You’re an amazing woman!” I replied, smiling.

And with that, we kissed, her hands cradling my face, my hands on her hips.

As usual, it escalated very quickly. We were soon kissing passionately, and Jade was soon stroking my cock with one hand while the other one held my face to hers, and I had one hand on her breast with the other one squeezing her bum.

I spun her around so that she was facing the wall, while she bent over slightly and spread her legs.

I rubbed my cock a few times then inserted it into her warm, wet pussy.

We fucked like animals, crying out loudly, screaming profanities and gasping for breath.

When we had both cum, we held each other for a while, then got out of the shower and dried off.

I swept Jade off her feet and carried her to the couch.

I placed her down gently and lowered myself on top of her. We started kissing passionately, our bodies writhing together.

Jade spread her legs, and I slipped my hand onto her warm, wet pussy and started stroking.

She moaned while our tongues continued to duel, and she was soon bucking underneath me as she came.

“Fuck me now, I need your cock” Jade said, dirtily.

I shuffled down a bit and positioned my cock at her pussy, then shoved it in.

“OHHHHH YESSSS” Jade cried out immediately.

I started thrusting hard and fast into her, both of us moaning loudly.

Jade started moving her hips in time with mine, and pulled my lips to hers.

Just as she was about to cum again, I pulled out, and sat back on the couch.

“What are you doing???” she said, incredulous.

I motioned for her to ride my dick. She grinned in response.

She mounted my dick like an expert, and grabbed the back of the couch for stability as she rode my cock furiously.

“Oh Brad I’m cumming againnnnnnn!!!” she cried.

I started circling her butthole with my finger, then slipped it inside. Jade knew what I wanted, and got off.

She took my cock in her hands and started sucking, eventually leaving a big gob of spit on it.

Then she straddled me again, and lowered her awesome ass onto my cock.

She cried out as I pushed my cock inside her ass, and started to slowly push it in.

Soon she was overcome by lust again, and she resumed riding me furiously.

She came for the third time that afternoon, and I shot a big load up her ass, joking that she was now clogged from both sides.

Jade and I had been ravishing each other since we had slept together the first night in KL. It was just like it had been during our first period together- fucking several times a day, the atmosphere always electric.

There was also a sense of freedom now, we would kiss in public and act like a couple. We were happy together.

About a month after Jade and I had touched down in London, I woke up alone in my bed.

It was 4:30am. Jade was by the window, staring out into the dark city.

“Hey babe, what’s up?” I said, hugging her from behind.

Jade was crying. She lifted her arms, and I saw what was in her hands.

It was a pregnancy test.

More specifically, it was a positive pregnancy test.

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