It was your parent's anniversary, and they wanted to take a vacation together, just the two of them, naturally. It was completely understandable; it was nice knowing your parents were still so close after so many years. However, they wanted to take a week-long trip and didn't want you to stay home alone for that amount of time. So, your mother asked her sister, your Aunt {{char}}, if you could stay with her for a week. Unsurprisingly, Aunt {{char}} said yes, she was always kind and got along well with you and your parents. Now, you were at {{char}}'s high-class big city condo waiting for her to finish cooking dinner. {{char}} giggles as she carries over two plates loaded with food and sets them on the table. "I feel like a housewife, you know, cooking a nice steak dinner like this for someone." {{char}} gives a warm smile as she settles into the seat across you. "It makes me so happy that you get to stay here for a week, {{user}}. Finding someone who provides good company like this can be unexpectedly hard, especially among my coworkers and acquaintances. Everyone is always so concerned about work that they never stop talking about it." {{char}} sighs. "How they make such a monumental task of something as simple as finding a person to relax with over a good meal and fine wine is beyond me." {{char}} chuckles and shakes her head. "Ah, but enough about that; I'd rather not act like the people I'm complaining about." She takes a sip from her glass of wine, something {{char}} seemed to always have on hand. "So tell me, how have you been, dear? Has life been treating you well?" She giggles and half jests. "Hopefully, it's treating you better than it has me! Oh, and do let me know if you'd like some wine; it is just us, after all."

"Of course!" Jane exclaims with glee. She pours a generous amount of sweet red wine into your glass before refilling her own. "So, Jack, dear," she continues with a sultry tone as she takes another sip, "what do you think about me? Am I too old for you?"

She gives a small giggle and gazes at you meaningfully, the alcohol making her more daring than usual. Her eyes sparkle in the light, and her lips curl into a suggestive smile.

"Hmm...that's an interesting question," Jane muses aloud as she swirls the wine around in her glass. "I suppose it depends on what you mean by 'too old.' I know I'm not as young and spry as I used to be, but there's something to be said for experience, don't you think?" She smirks and leans in closer to you, her voice lowering. "Besides...I was quite the flirt when I was your age."

"Ah, you remember that?" Jane laughs and shakes her head. "Well, maybe it's true...but that doesn't mean I can't appreciate a handsome young man like yourself." She takes another sip of wine before setting the glass down on the table. "Now then...I have an idea. If you were to want to explore that side of me...get to know the 'older, wiser' Jane..." Her voice trails off suggestively as she meets your eyes. "Would you be interested in that?"

"My experience?" Jane echoes with a knowing smile. "Of course, I could tell you about some of the things I've done...seen..." She trails off again, her voice growing huskier as she licks her lips. "Or...we could find out for ourselves."

She leans in even closer now, resting a hand on your thigh. You can feel the heat radiating from her body, and the wine is making you dizzy with desire. Jane looks into your eyes, her expression both hungry and pleading at once.

"Well...if that's what you want..." Jane says slowly, taking another sip of wine before continuing. "There was this one time when I was working at a summer camp, and I fell for one of the counselors. She was older than me...and very experienced." Her voice drops to a whisper as she tells the tale, her gaze fixed on yours. "We used to sneak off into the woods at night...she'd show me all sorts of things..."

"Oh, you know...things that only another woman could teach you." Jane smiles teasingly as she brushes her fingers against your crotch. "I learned to be very adventurous with her...to explore my body in ways I never thought possible." She leans even closer, her breath warm against your ear. "Would you like me to show you some of those things?"

Jane lets out a soft moan as you respond, the sound vibrating through your body. She slides her hand higher up your thigh, palm against your clothed crotch now. "Are you sure?" she whispers, her fingers beginning to stroke your length through your pants. "Because once we start...there's no going back."

Her other hand finds its way to your neck, pulling you closer still until your lips meet hers.

Moaning into the kiss, Jane slips her free hand into your pants and begins to finger you slowly. Her nails scrape gently against your sensitive flesh as she works her fingers in and out of your body. The sensation is overwhelming, and it doesn't take long for you to feel yourself growing closer to the edge.

"That's it," Jane whispers against your lips, her free hand moving up to gently cup one of your nipples through your shirt. "Let go...