Bella's Pov~.

"Fifty Shades tonight?"

Adrien... my good for nothing husband never showed up, I had waited patiently for him, his flight was suppose to land this afternoon. He was suppose to be by my side this night, catching up with me, fucking me hard, proving to me he still had this marriage under contro

Proving to me he still fucking loved me, but everything all went to blaze, he never came and instead made one of his mistresses call me, to tell me that this wasn't one crazy nightmare, but the cold harsh reality 

He had move on, no the marriage might still stand because of our kids, but the truth was that the relationship between us was far fucked up already to be recovered

Few hours ago, I had broken down, cried my life away, lost my mind, but then something changed, and it's funny how someone..how my nephew could be the very cause of it

"Fifty shades tonight?"

When I stepped out of my room, I didn't want to look like I was heartbroken.

So I put on a satin nightgown, the soft, deep wine-colored one that hugged me in all the right places.

I brushed a little gloss on my lips.

Tied my hair loosely.

And walked out as if I hadn't spent the last hour falling apart.

Jack knew something was up, but he didn't ask me, instead he decided to cheer me up in his little way possible, 

I looked to the side and saw that he had already made popcorn, the simple smell filling the air. He looked up at me  and froze.

His eyes dipped for one heartbeat too long.

Then he blinked, trying to mask it.

I didn't comment.

I just walked closer, calm on the outside, trembling underneath.

"I mean if you want."

 His jaw tightened, and I nodded, my legs crossed, the thin fabric of my gown sliding softly against my skin.

He sat closer than before, his warmth brushing against my arm, every small movement sending little sparks under my skin.

The lights were dim.

The air-conditioning hummed softly.

The movie glowed on the screen.

But the tension between us was louder than all of it.

At some point, I shifted slightly  and that small movement must have pulled at the top of my gown.

Because suddenly, I felt his hand brush the edge of my boobs.

It wasn't intentional.

Not at first.

Just a graze.

But when he realized how close he was...

he didn't move away.

Slowly  almost like he was afraid to break whatever strange, fragile thread tied us together  his fingers slid gently over the thin strap.

My breath caught.

Everything inside me tightened.

He wasn't touching me.

Not really.

But the air between us felt touched.

He looked at me  really looking,  trying to read my reaction, waiting for a sign to stop, to pull back.

I didn't stop him.

I didn't move away.

My heartbeat filled my ears as his hand hovered near my shoulder, warm, uncertain, trembling just a little.

We weren't doing anything wrong.

Not yet.

But one more inch...

One more breath...

And the line between wrong and irresistible would blur beyond repair.

I turned my eyes back to the movie, pretending to focus.

But my body felt every inch of him beside me.

Every breath he took.

Every bit of heat radiating off him.

This was dangerous.

And I was too hurt, too lonely, too tired of being invisible to care.

And in that dim living room, under the soft light of an erotic movie and the heavy silence of two people fighting their own thoughts...

 My heartbeat filled my ears as his hand hovered near my shoulder, warm, uncertain, trembling, and then I heard his voice 

"I know you are hurting"

From his mouth to me? My thoughts scattered, and I could just have changed the topic or walked out of the living room. No one would question me, but instead my lips ended up doing the opposite, cause it was tired of living a lie and wanted at least a spark 

My lips knew all my weakness 

"I know" 

His face?

He looked a little bit shocked that I replied to him, but it didn't make him push me away either, instead he let out a little smile and fuck no, it made me so wet, I could die

It was this temptation and desire that made me lean forward to kiss him. I cupped his cheeks, holding his face to mine, though I doubt he had any intention of breaking the kiss anyway, but as of now, I knew I couldn't stop myself anymore so I did it.

I fucking kissed my nephew, tasting his lips and falling deeper into lust and everything that felt so wrong, but he? He didn't push me away like I thought he would, instead he placed his warm manly hand on my waist and kissed me back

As our kissing continued, his hands begin to move and I started to feel it sliding up and down my sides before his fingers slipped under and I shivered at how cold his skin on mine was.

We both let out a sigh but didn't break the kiss still. I felt his tongue brush against my bottom lip and I opened my mouth for it.

Our tongues fought each other, and I let out a small, soft moan.

Despite not wanting it to end, I turned my head quickly, forcing our lips apart, but instead of stopping, he continued to plant kisses up and down my neck.

Oh god, it felt so good... and at that moment, I knew where this was leading..

We moved into a more comfortable position where I was laying down and Jack was on top of me. This was escalating very, VERY quickly. As we continued to make out, I could suddenly feel something between us.

I wasn't stupid or naive. I knew what it was, His erection.

I shifted slightly and parted my legs letting him lay between us, making it more comfortable for the pair of us. He slid the palms of his hands up both of my thighs before hooking my legs around his waist.

The movement repositioned his hardening cock into a more... intimate position, but it didn't bother me at all.

When his hand cupped my cheek again, something shiny made me rethink and I turned to look. It was his eyes, the eyes of a young man doing things with his aunty, the eyes of a young man that might not even know what he wants.

Was I stealing his life away from him? With all this my sad fate that he couldn't help but pity me? What was I doing? 

Reality hit me and I pushed him away, sitting up. I covered my face feeling both embarrassed and ashamed of myself.

"What's wrong?" I shook my head, willing myself not to cry. I can't believe I did that... that I was doing this. "Hey?" He took my hands away from my face and slid off the sofa, getting on his knees in front of me.

"I just can't believe I'm doing this?"

"Didn't you want to?"

"No, I did just... Adrien... Jack... This is all just too soon. For the both of us".

He didn't question me, he nodded, understanding and stood up.

"I understand if you're not ready but please don't think am a kid"

"Jack, You're my nephew"

"Not for much longer"

"What did he meant by that?"

My thought exploded again.

I could see this was an agreed to disagree situation. Maybe I should leave after all...

"Look, I'm going to go... Ok?" He just shrugged. I felt bad, but I wasn't really sure what to do. I leaned forward and kissed his cheek and apologised again before I got up and left. This time, he didn't try to stop me, and I was grateful for that...

BELLA 

I couldn't fucking sleep after last night incident and then morning came and everything became more awkward. 

I stayed in my room for God knows whenever, which was so unlikely on me, before finally summoning the courage to leave, not to face him, but at least to act a little bit normal to make it look less worst 

Normally, I was meant to ashamed, disgraced and disappointed, cause I was his fucking aunt, but why do I feel it was worth it? Why do I fucking feel if I were given a chance to experience the same shit, I would willingly accept it

Was that how fucked up I was? 

When I finally left my room, I realized that jack wasn't at home either,and then I told myself that maybe he had gone for his classes and was not avoiding me for it. 

Maybe... just maybe 

My kids had also gone back to their boarding house, so it was just me yet again left alone in this huge fucking house 

Adrien had called this morning to apologize for not making it to me, but somehow i wasn't hurting like I should have about the issue anymore. 

I know he realized that too, and probably didn't even know his mistress had called me to shame

me for my fallen marriage, but i didn't fucking care either way. Somehow all that kept on rotating on my head was just one man.. Jack

I told myself that this was normal, completely normal to keep thinking about him after what had happened and no strings attached, cause I couldn't just fall for my nephew just like that right? 

"Ugh..."

I collapsed on the sofa and placed my hand on my head cause it was just too much for me to handle 

"I owe him an apology..and I do need to beg him not to tell this to anyone either, and then we can go back to how everything was suppose to be, yes.."

I mumbled to myself trying to calm myself from falling apart and then I had a plan to go about it 

I had ordered the cook to make his favorite meal, at least what I felt would be his favorite meal, cause when I called my sister to ask without caring how it might raise a little bit suspicion, still she ended up becoming uselsss to me, cause she didn't fucking know either 

Either way,I also had the place decorated a little bit, not too much, not too simple either, to set the mood right and then I made sure all the workers left earlier than usual cause I didn't fucking wanted no one to eavesdrop on our conversation. 

Everything I did was just to be extra safe, to prevent anymore disaster and then I waited for hours, before a drunk jack entered into the house, making my plan completely useless.

"He was probably going to forget everything I tell him by tomorrow morning"

I sighed out and decided to go help him up to his room, so that he wouldn't crash, but before I could get close enough, he shifted away from me, and looked at the table, before looking back at me

"Am starving actually"

I watched as a little smile curved up at the corner of his lips before walking up to the table, and honestly I didn't know what to make out of it, nor how it made me feel. 

At the end of the day, we ate in silence with neither a word from the both of us, and I decided to take him up to his room, but before I could leave, he held my hand and stopped me, instantly making my body shiver 

"Don't you have something you want to tell me?"

He asked me and stared into my eyes and it made me instantly forget how to speak for a minute, before letting go of my hand from his

"I thought you were drunk"

"No I wasn't "

He answered sharply and yet again, I was speechless and couldn't bring myself to press forward about what exactly he meant by that so I decided to go straight to the point 

"Am sorry about last night, I really am, am your aunt and..."

"So you want me to keep it a secret.."

He butts in again, and looked at me longingly, waiting for an answer. I looked away for a bit, trying to compose myself before looking back at him. 

"It has to be" 

I tell him honestly and waited for his response, but he didn't give me one, instead all I saw was the way his eyebrows curved as if he was frustrated about it, before immediately looking away from me 

JACK 

I was never drunk. After last night incident, I became so fucked up, I just had to leave so fast early in the morning in other to process everything well and calm myself down cause I had fucked up really badly, but in the end, I never really did any thinking cause I knew that deep down I had somehow fallen for her.. 

Be it lust or not, all I knew was that I wanted her and more of that.. but there was no way I was going to fucking tell her, so in the end, the best thing was to make sure everything go back to how it was before

I fucking told myself that when I returned, I was going to tell her that we both cool, and we should forget about it, but in the end, I never really did had the courage to do that, so I fake being drunk

at least to escape facing her this night

Maybe by tomorrow it would all die down, I doubted it would, but just maybe...

But when I walked into the house and saw all she had arranged, everything inside me fucking shifted and I thought again that maybe just maybe she had wanted me just as badly as I wanted her, so I decided to quit the act after she brought me to my room, but after hearing her say this right to my face, I realized I was the fucking fool 

Why did I ever think our story might become something so sweet? Why on fucking earth could I ever become this dumb?

I mean she wasn't wrong, I should forget everything, isn't that what I wanted too? So why was I so pissed off

I wanted to stay calm, I mean I wanted to give out nothing but a calm look. Fuck, after hearing her speak, all I wanted to do was to just crash out immediately she leaves, but my face sold me off, I really didn't know the reaction I had gave out, but it was enough to make her notice and then she asked 

"Hey are you fine" 

And I finally broke... 

I couldn't take it anymore, maybe it was the concern yet innocent look she gave out, or was just pure lust, hell no... I was so messed up to realize the exact spell she had on me, and how to stop myself so I did it, I fucking grabbed her waist, she lost balance and sat on my leg and then I kissed her hard

Yes... I did it again, the very one mistake I didn't know how to stop, but it was short lived, cause she pushed me as fast as she could and tried to get up from my legs, but i didn't wanted her soft buttocks to stop causing erections to me just yet, so i didn't let her 

I held her waist tightly and watched as her expression changed again

Was this abuse? I just couldn't decide what was right or wrong anymore 

BELLA 

One minute I asked him if he was fine, the second minute, I was on his legs as he kissed me hard...and...and my body?

It reacted to it against my own will, but still this was so wrong, far too wrong to be considered any thing right, so against my will, I tried to escape this temptation, this desire but he didn't let me go, he didn't wanted me to leave just yet, and then I feel his hands again, he held unto my waist and pulled me closer to him, making me feel just how horny he was

I felt it too, his dick long hard against my buttock

"Ja..jack"

I stammered as I looked into his eyes, I shouldn't have, cause it felt I was falling into more disaster that I won't be able to escape, and that was the very one thing he was so fucking good at, making me mad with the simplest way possible

"I can't..."

He was trying to say something, but then his voice faded off..and it made me realized he was suffering just as much as I was.. the longing was there but who on earth would ever deem a relationship between me and my nephew right? 

"I can't stop wanting you.."

He finally said and I felt his hands moving up to my back...to my bra, he was trying to unbuckle my bra through the night gown and holy fucking I would be lying to myself if that didn't make me more wet than I ever was 

"Please... don't "

I result into pleading when I knew I was falling for the trap more, but this was not the type of pleading he wanted coming from me. His eyes... his eyes told me how badly he wanted to push me down to his bed, tear my fucking cloth off, and fuck me hard like an animal... and I wanted nothing less than that too..

We were both fucked up to be in our right senses, but life had never felt this sweeter 

"It would be our secret...our little secret" 

He finally unbuckles the bra successfully and whispered to my left ear before kissing and that was when I finally snapped 

I stood up from his legs, pushed him into the bed before climbing him and bringing my lips to his

He reciprocated with the same energy, held unto my ass and squeezed it hard making me more 

Enough was truly enough, we didn't care anymore. I unbuckled his trousers as I kept on kissing him and brought out what I needed, and started stroking it. 

His dick...long...big...thick and more than enough to satisfy a middle age woman like me 

He let out a moan and chuckled out, then he stopped spanking my ass and moved to my breasts 

I stopped to make sure my breasts positioned well on his face and when his lips finally touched one of the nipples, that was when I finally entered into cloud nine after years of sex deprivation.

BELLA

How does it feels for your nephew to be inside you, carrying the duty of a husband to a wife, so wrong, yet feels so fucking right

That was how I felt when my 20 year old nephew Jack decided to have mutual desires like me, and fuck me hard.

He was in a doggie position, while I was face down on the bed, holding unto the duvet like my life depended on it, and crying hard. But this time, it was not the kind of cry I always go through during the lonely night, this wasn't the fucking kind of cry, I had begged God to make me overcome.

I guess my sins were too much so he didn't listened, so I wasn't also wrong in comitting yet again another sin.

"Please don't stop"

I cried out to Jack in between moan, long hard moans as he kept on riding me. He was good at it, so good that I felt the ectascy might be too much for me to handle. I don't blame myself tho, this was all I ever asked for 

He switched positions and entered through me through my vagina, I held harder unto the sheets and closed my eyes as he started to move inside me. I could hear it, the slippery sounds of my wetness mixed with his dick, I could hear the way he groaned as he kept on moving, and then he does it again, he places his lips on my breast, and begin to suck me again, and makes me reach orgasm

I touched him to let me go, cause the excitement was far too much, but that dirty boy didn't listen, instead he lifted my hands above my head as he kept on sucking and riding me at the same time. The control he had was insane, and it made me doubt if I had ever experienced something like this in my entire life, even with Adrien. 

Maybe not..

My mind was too blank to care

"Ja...Jack, am...am going to squirt...am going to squirt.."

I moaned to him, and for a second it kept like he wasn't going to let me go, before he eventually pulled his dick out of me, and it rained pussy juices

"You are so sweet"

He crashed his lips on mine, and sucked on my tongue, before chuckling out as he looked at the messy bed. I didn't say a word cause I felt a little bit embarrased, or maybe I had just not yet recovered from the kind of experinece I had just had. I didn't know and didn't wanted to dwell on it either, so I stood up and went to the bathroom to clean up, but he decided to follow me too like a lost puppy 

"Second round?"

He asked me, and I felt my heart race, but I don't deny him

"Naughty boy"

I whispered and closed the door behind us

But everything was short-lived, cause the day after, my husband came back home unexpectedly

"Do you miss me?"

Adrien said as he tried to give me a kiss, but all I coud remember was all the pain he had made me go through, so somehow seeing him no longer excites me like it use to, somehow seeing his fucking face only gives me headache

"Yeah"

I replied nonchalantly and left. I didn't care why he was here all of a sudden, or how his trip went, all I wanted to do was to leave his presence, since mine was something he had proved to me he no longer enjoyed, but he didn't stop. That night he tried to fuck me, I guess he notied my coldness, and tried to win me over, or maybe the guilt he felt was finally griping up to him, either way, I no longer wanted it, and would have found a way to escape it, but then Jack comes into the picture

I don't honestly know how he figured out what was about to happen, or if he had been monitoring us since the moment Adrien stepped into the house, all I knew was that he was standing right in front of the door trying to keep the shit inside him intact.

"Sorry for barging in, but you have a call through the landlines, Uncle Adrien"

He said it with the most kindest of smile, but I knew what was going on in his head, I knew he had never for once liked the fact that Adren had came back suddenly not after we had finally fucked

Adrien looked at him for a moment, before looking back at me, it was a stupid excuse to get him out of the room, anyone could tell, but at the end of the day, Adrien decided to go and answer this so called call, and gave Jack the opportunity he needed. 

Immediately Adrien was out of sight, Jack enters into the room and close the door, and it was only then I could see his true feelings. He was angry, and...jealous, and it made something in my heart move, cause I didn't know what exactly to feel from it, but now wasn't the right time either to question my feelings, so I waved it aside and tried to calm him down, but he doesn't listens to me

"Would you have really let him?"

He asks and moves closer to me. I could see the anger in his eyes as he spoke, and it felt like my words were usesless at that point

"I asked you, would you have really let him aunty"

He remembers the age gap and calls me aunty out of respect, or maybe when he was angry he remembers the relationship we were meant to stay as, but it still didn't stop him from questioning me

"I didn't know you could really be like this"

"What do you mean?"

I replied sharply and looked at his face. The air was tense and I was starting to lose control and the fire I was trying to supress, and if this goes on we might get caught. I heard it in my head, and that was one thing I could do anything to prevent, not now that my love life with him was the only source of joy I held unto.

"Jack, we would talk about this later"

I held unto his hand and try to caution him to stop, cause Adrien might be here any minute, but he still didn't listen to me, he kept on adding fire and fire that kept on making me lose my mind

"If I weren't quick enough, he would have touched you, a shitty man like him"

"Jack, I am married to him"

It wasn't like I wanted to defend Adrien, honestly I had started to hate him too. All I wanted was that Jack had stop, and had obeyed me like good boy and calm down. All I wanted was order, so that everything wouln't fall apart, cause my life depended on this new love tale, but it was this crazy jealousy exploded us

Immediately Jack heard me defend Adrien, he losed his mind, and tried to kiss me, but the timing was too bad, so I slapped him, I didn't wanted to, and yes, I immediately regretted the painful look he had on his face that I ended up becoming a fool and stopped him when he turned around to leave, cause I was scared, scared that he might get the wrong idea that I really chose my scumbag husband over him, and ended our story 

I was scared he might never love me the way I wanted him to anymore 

I was so fucking scared that I fucked ups o badly and risked everything.

"I didn't mean it"

I held his arm, and mouthed out to him, and it felt like time stopped again. He didn't reply, instead he looked at me, stared into my soul for what felt like a hundred years, and then marches up to me, held unto my neck and kissed me hard, and oh lord, it was so fast that my senses didn't know how to react to it that it ended up giving my body the lead..erections...

"Adrien...back.."

The words forces itself out of my lips to remind him, but then he does someting else, instead of stopping

He broke the kiss, gave me a longing look, and then lowered his head down to my legs.

"Jack!"

I exclaimed when he parted my legs and removed my panties effortlessly, then he placed his mouth on my pussy and my eyes rolled back into the socket. I lose the control I never had and started to moan as his tongue begin to lick my clits

"Yes...Yessss..right there" 

I held unto his head and pushed it deeper to my pussy as he kept on munching it like a cookie.

"Good boy, good boy"

I stroked his hair and moaned as I started to run out of breath, but he didn't stop, I didn't wanted him to either, and then he does something that makes me lose all sense of reality. He uses his hands to widen my pussy even more, spits on it, and started to use two of his fingers to circle round it

"It's so pink"

He looks at me from below with this time a sly smile, before sucking it in, and just when am about to let out a loud moan, the door burst open, slamming against the wall

And it dawn to us that we had never locked it... Adrien comes in