We called her auntie June as we grew up. She was in fact just our child minder and when I got to fifteen I caught her being fucked by the next door neighbor. He was a horrible man and shouted at us when we were younger. But June was enjoying his attentions as he hammered her pussy. It was my first sexual experience apart from my own right hand and some magazines. From then on I would spy on June hoping to see a repeat performance. It never happened. I was now twenty two and had just moved into a nice two bed flat. I was in town doing some shopping when I bumped into June. She looked a little disheveled. I stopped to speak to her. She was quick in telling me that she had parted from her husband and was sofa surfing. She asked if I still lived at home and I told her of my new flat. She quickly asked if there was more than one bedroom and when I told her there was her eyes lit up. "Any chance of staying a few nights?" she asked. I told her yes it would be ok. She arrived at my flat a few hours later with two tatty suitcases. The first thing she did was have a shower and wash some of her clothes in my washing machine. They were definitely in need of some washing. Then as the washer worked it's magic June told me that she would sort out dinner as a thank you. She took the key I gave her and went out. Twenty minutes she was back preparing and cooking the food. As I remembered she was a good cook and that hadn't change. After the meal and clearing up she went to her room. I had taken her washing out of the washer and put it in the drier. The memories of her being fucked flooded back as I looked at the bras and panties along with skirts and blouses. I was just about to go to bed myself when June came out of her room in just bra and panties. I noticed that those also needed a good washing. She apologized saying she was on the way to check on her washing. I told her that I had put them in the drier and it would be over an hour before they would be dry. She thanked me and went back into her room. I lay thinking about her, both getting fucked and also in just bra and panties from earlier. Next morning I saw her again in just bra and panties, she had just taken off her dirty ones and put on fresh ones. Unfortunately I had missed it. Now I watched as she put on a blouse and skirt. She loaded the washer with more of her dirty clothes and set the machine going again. I went off to work saying I would see her later. She also had a job and said she would also be off shortly. When I got home June was sat on her own reading, but there was that smell of sex in the air. Surely she hadn't been fucking in my flat. She had yet another load of washing spinning in the drier. She must have had to wash every bit of her clothing. After another nice meal, also cooked by June, we sat watching TV. She had sort of snuggled up to me as we watched. The following day she left for work at the same time as me. I got home just before she did and already had food on the go. Again I got that whiff of sex coming from her. Again we sat watching TV and she again snuggled up to me and she dozed off to sleep. She fidgeted as she slept and she rolled onto her side. As she did so, her hand ended up over my cock. I was looking at her and thought that for a thirty eight year old woman, now she had washed and had clean clothes, she actually scrubbed up pretty nice. The thoughts filling my head had my cock beginning to grow. When she finally woke she realized where her hand was and pulled it away quickly. June was nowsat up and we sat talking. I asked her how long she had been sofa surfing and she told me that Pete had kicked her out almost two years ago and she hadn't had a place of her own since. I decided to press her and asked had Pete kicked her out for cheating on him. She admitted that was the reason for her marriage break up. She asked me how I knew and I told her that I knew she had an affair with the next door neighbor. She told me it wasn't him, but another married man that had caused the breakup. She asked how I knew about the neighbor and I told her that I had seen her fucking with him. She went a little red in the face. I asked was she still seeing this married man and she said she was but was trying to break it off as after nearly two years of him saying he would leave his wife he still hadn't. A few days later she arrived home from work. She had bought a new dress and had her hair done nicely and had some nice makeup on. I told her she looked hot and asked if she had a date. She told me no she hadn't but just wanted to make herself feel better as she had told her lover it was over. I told her she looked hot anyway. Like other nights after our meal we sat watching TV. June snuggled to me. She smelt very nice but not of sex. It didn't help that it was a sexy film with lots of boobs and bums. June had rolled around and had her hand near my cock. Between the film, and that I could see down her dress at her tits, it wasn't helping with my growing erection. Then she moved a bit more and I could now see a bit of her panties. My cock was beginning to get uncomfortable. Then the film went from racy to dead sexy when the lead lady got shagged in a similar position to the one I had seen June in, back in the day. My cock was now getting painful and I was going to have to move. June had obviously seen my erection and she moved and unzipped my trousers. The pressure on my cock eased as my erection pushed just at my boxers now. It was barely seconds later when she had my cock out of the boxers and into her mouth. It had been some while since I last had any sexual contact and came very quickly. June sucked harder and swallowed all I could give her. She continued sucking and my cock went semi hard, not it's normal limp mode. It took a little while before June had it hard again. June led me to her room by my cock saying that she needed to do something about this, waggling my cock. A few minutes later she was naked on her bed and begging me to fuck her. I thought how well her body looked for her age as I slid my cock into her pussy. It was one of the best fucks I had ever had and it was from a woman fifteen years my senior. She asked me not to come in her and I did as asked and came on her stomach. After cleaning her up with a tissue we cuddled up and went to sleep. We fucked again before going to work. This time she let me come in her pussy. She had told me that she would be late in due to some sort of presentation at work. I was just getting ready to watch some TV when the doorbell rang. It was a man asking to see June. I told him that she wasn't here and he started to get pushy saying he wanted to see his girlfriend. I told him I would only tell him once. Then I told him that June was not his girlfriend any longer and if he came around again or bothered June again I would tell his wife what he had been up to with June. He went quiet and left. I never saw him again. I told June what had happened and she asked me to describe the man. After I did she said that it was Roger and hoped that was the last she saw of him. We slept together again that night and the next few nights. Then at the beginning of the next week she came home smelling of sex again. I asked had Roger pestered her any more and she said not. I was now confused if it wasn't him who had fucked June then who had. We still slept together that night after she had a shower. I lay awake as she slept. I was thinking about her being fucked with a mixture of excitement and jealousy. It was about another week before she again came home smelling of sex. I could take no more and asked her outright who she had been sleeping with. June was apologizing saying it wouldn't happen again. I asked was that why she had moved from sofa to sofa for two years. She admitted that it was and she couldn't help herself. If a man chatted her up with the intentions of having sex, she said she was powerless to say no. She said she would move out tomorrow. I told her there was no need and I kissed her. We ended up in bed with her smelling of sex from her lover, from that afternoon, and from where I had just fucked her and had sloppy seconds. June moved permanently into my bed. She was reasonably faithful to me, but about once a month she would come in smelling of sex. I would bend her over the nearest piece of furniture and remove or lower her panties and plow her pussy long and hard, then leave my cum in her along with her lovers. She never did take a long term lover again, just one offs and I always had the sloppy seconds. Eventually she made up with her husband Pete, and nearly five years after he kicked her out, he took her back. She still visited me telling Pete that she was visiting me. I wasn't sure if he knew I was fucking her or that it was just because I had taken her in. Either way he invited me over a few times for dinner and to talk about old times and my siblings. Eventually the visits dried up and eventually ceased. I often wondered if she was now faithful or if she was still putting it around and also if Pete ever knew that we had been sleeping together. Anyway I met a girl nearer my age and got married and have kids of our own. It doesn't stop me remembering.