Aunt Joan

I'm Gary now 63 divorced and have 4 grown children, who have all moved out. Back when I was 18, I went off to college and was going to stay with aunt Joan. Joan was then 46 a widow and worked as a receptionist for the local bank manager. Aunt Joan had been married to Uncle Ron, my fathers younger brother. Ron had died 2 years before while in the army, he was a major and had made the army his life. I've always been told I was the spitting image of Ron at my age, even by Ron. My mother was happy that I would be staying with Joan, so I wouldn't get into trouble. I arrived on the Sunday before the start of term and was given a room at the back of the house. Joan was good looking woman. She had a minor stroke a few months earlier and seemed to have recovered well. The first weeks were uneventful and I had settled into college life. Then on a Thursday night I was in bed, around 11pm Joan came in and got into bed with me. She was naked and she started to play with my cock, I was unsure about what to do. I ended up letting her do what she wanted, after my cock was hard she mounted me and rode until she was tired and I had blown my load into her. Then she left, next morning as I sat eating breakfast waiting for her to say something. She didn't anything about the night before, I went to college and wondered why it had happened. That night I was again in bed and naked hoping for a repeat performance. I fell asleep around midnight, she didn't show up that night at all. Then on the Saturday afternoon, I heard her talking on the phone to a friend of hers. She was telling her friend, that Ron had visited her on Thursday night and had made love to her. It felt so real and I'm still a bit sore she said to her friend. I thought she must have thought she dreamt it. Then I heard her say She hoped that Ron would come again. I've heard of sleep walking, but sleep fucking was knew to me. I went out that night (Saturday) but was home at 1030. I went to bed naked and hoped for another visit from aunt Joan. Around 2am she came into my room and again had sex with me, this time she stayed till morning and woke with a shock. She left the room and stayed in her room for hours. At 1pm I knocked her door to see if she was okay and she came out and said Sorry for what I've done to you. I replied No need I enjoyed it enormously, she said She thought she dreaming and hadn't realised she was with me. I said Its alright no harm done and I'm willing anytime you are. But then she said Its incest and it is very wrong. I respond It might called incest, but it isn't really. Your not a blood relative and if you hadn't had married uncle Ron you wouldn't be my Aunt. So if both of us agree there's nothing wrong in us having sex. With that I gave her a cuddle and a kiss on the cheek. She sat at the kitchen table having a coffee and thinking. Later on she asked If I happy to keep it a secret between us. Yes I answered and she seemed to relax and later she asked If I had even been with a woman before her. No your my first and I will remember it always. After dinner that night and watching TV together, I got bored with what was on. I said I was going to shower and go to bed. She said She would try not to wake me. I said I wish you would sleep with me. You really want to have sex with an old woman like me she asked. Yes your the best and I hope you'll teach me to be a good lover also I replied. Then she asked If I would like her to shower with me, Yes please I answered. From then till I finished college we were lovers. After I left college had another stroke and moved in with her daughter and had third three years later which was fatal. I married 5 years after college and divorced 25 years after that. Of all the women I've had, Joan was the lover of the lot.