For the next several days, Joe and his Aunt Sue spent most of their time fucking in every conceivable way. Both called into work sick for three days, then had the weekend besides to enjoy each other. She was no longer his aunt, and Joe was definitely her boy toy. They experimented with the dildo, the enema bag with both giving and receiving; Sue pegged Joe with her dildo, and Joe fucked her with his dick--so many times they lost count.

Eventually, the following week arrived and they had to go back to work. Sue planned one last evening with Joe, one he would not forget. Without telling him. Sue invited Jack over to join them 'for dinner', and then some fun.

Monday evening arrived, and both Joe and Sue met traveling the subway back to their neighborhood. On the way, the just happened; to meet Jack., who entered the train two stops after them.

"Hey, you two," yelled Jack, seeing them on the train. "Funny meeting you both on the same train."

"Good to see you too, Jack," answered Sue. "We often travel the same train, since we work nearby and live in the same neighborhood. What about you? why this train?"

"Well, to be honest Aunt Sue, I like the deli market over near where you live, so I grab this train once a week to go shop. Funny I haven't seen either of you before. We must just miss each other," said Jack.

"Glad to have you with us, my friend," responded Joe, extending his hand for Jack to shake.

"Say Jack," offered Sue, "How about I make dinner for all of us?"

"That would be great," offered Jack quickly, and Joe nodded as well.

"Well then, I guess the dinner is mine," said Sue, smiling. "Which market do you use?" She asked Jack.

Moments later, they reached the next station, departed the train, and headed over one block to a small market at the corner. Both Sue and jack pushed carts along buying what they needed.After going through the registers, they headed over to Sue's apartment, bags in hand, with Joe helping Sue carry her bundles.

"Let's go in," sad Sue, opening the door. Joe and Jack followed with the bags. "Set yours over at the side table, Jack, and Joe, you bring mine into the kitchen, if you would?" The two men responded, and Sue followed Joe to the kitchen, picking up an apron on the counter, and starting to place the items from the bags out on that same counter space. Joe returned to the living room where Jack waited.

"So, Joe, what have you been doing?" Jack asked his cousin.

"Not much," came the reply. "Mostly working. Yourself?"

"About the same," said jack. "Trying to get back into painting, but I just don't seem to have either the time or the inspiration."

"Really, I didn't know you painted," responded Joe. "What type of art do you do?"

"Several things, actually," said Jack. "That painting over there on Sue's wall by the dining room table is mine." Joe looked over at this large painting of a seascape hanging on the wall behind the table.

"That is fantastic, Jack. Great job."

"I do a range of scenes and subject," added Jack. "Just lately, I haven't had the time or not felt like working." Jack and Joe continued their conversation for nearly an hour while Sue worked in the kitchen making dinner for three of them.

Busy, dicing and chopping, then creating a dinner, Sue also thought about the boys. She loved them both as she would if she had her own children. She watched them grow to manhood, albeit in differing directions, but she did love them both. When Jack decided to announce he was gay, it was to Sue that he confessed his feelings, and she became his alternate mother--protecting and supporting him in his thoughts and desires.

With Joe, it had been different. Her sister, Joe's mother was his mentor, and eventually Joe went off to college and into his profession, and she saw little of him until recently. Then, they happened to meet and eventually ended up here, in her apartment, on the receiving end of some strong discipline which he actually seemed to enjoy.

Sue also knew that Jack enjoyed her discipline, both her spankings and her enemas, even having her peg him occasionally with her strapon. So, she plotted how to turn this knowledge into something exciting.

Calling Jack and Joe, without telling one about the call to the other, she managed to arrange a dinner she and Joe had decided to have following their torrid weekend. She would meet Joe after work at a local bistro, and then go off to her apartment for their last evening fling. She also called Jack, told him of her plans and 'arranged' for him to be in that same place as they left. Jack was to be surprised to see them, and would be invited to come along.

Now, they were both in the living room, she was in the kitchen preparing a meal, and she had to figure out her next steps. The goal was to have them both in her bed by the end of the evening, probably suitably punished for something they really did not do. Her mind began to work overtime trying to keep up with dinner while her thong rapidly became damp from anticipation--whatever it would be.

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