She lay down on top of me and we kissed gently. Relaxation, pure relaxation. Love, pure love. We felt a tremendous sense of oneness. Oneness that was divine, oneness that was the divine. At the same time we were both thinking that sex was not really necessary, not at all necessary to making love. Union, pure union. Eventually we decided it was time to get up. We showered together but really just showered. Tuesday and Wednesday. We dressed and packed up our suitcases. I topped off the ice in my cooler. We checked out of the motel. Then we headed off to breakfast, gas, and the UPS store. We debated going back to the bookstore and finally decided: ‘What the heck.’ I ended up getting about twenty more books while Ann bought another fifty. We headed east on the interstate. (Our route was a series of zig zags North and East. Eventually getting on I-90 along the south shore of Lake Erie. I will not comment on each turn.) We reentered our inventive space. We were somehow connecting with. It wasn't long before my cock was rigid and there was no way she could miss it, I was all ready to voice an apology when I felt one of her hands move from my waist and squeeze between us. My eyes went wide with excited surprise when her hand pressed against the bulge in my clothing and rubbed at it, I felt her head tilt back and looked down into her eyes that held a mischievous sparkle."I do hope that's for me." She grinned up at me impishly while giving my erection a squeeze.To say I was confused would be a major understatement; nevertheless I rallied enough to give her a nod of affirmation while running my tongue over my suddenly dry lips."I wish you could see the look on your face David." Zelda laughed softly up at me."Yeah, well," I muttered with a lopsided grin. "it's not every day your aunt touches you up." Especially when that auntie happens to be one of your fantasy objects." She grinned at my look of surprise. "Silly boy, you didn't think I missed those long lingering looks.
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