I went down to Florida like I usually did in summers and stayed with my cousin in his Orlando apartment. He was 29 and married to a young 24 year old girl. Used to spend most of the day alone with her while my cousin worked. The first two days passed normally, but then she began walking around the in her nightie like it was most normal thing to do. A cute short shiny cream colored nightie that left very little to the imagination. Didn't take much to figure out she was braless and the only thing she was wearing under it, was a pair of small panties. She had hot body and admit I couldn't laid eyes off her gorgeous legs and her nipples puking through the shinny silk of the fabric. There I was sitting in the kitchen in my pajamas, watching her fixing breakfast and trying to prevent my dick from creeping up on me. Thank God for having a table over me, because I had nothing under my pajamas and a full blown hard on trying to push it self out. Then the unthinkable happen. She asked me if I could help her bring the orange juice over to the table and almost died of embarrassment, when she saw me standing there with two orange juice glasses in my hands and my pajamas sticking out in front of me. "Don't worry" as she softly ran her hand down the length of my dick and gently squeezed it. "How long it's been since the last time you had sex" putting her finger up to her mouth hinting about keeping the whole thing secret. "Don't spill them" she said, as my pajama bottoms hit the floor and saw her nightie slipped passed he gorgeous breasts. It was "don't tell if you don't tell" as I stood there watching my dick disappear into her mouth. All that guilt of being sexually seduced by my cousin's wife vanished when I felt her worm mouth rapt around my dick. She suck on it just short of making me cum and erasing all thoughts of stopping what we were doing. We stripped down to nothing and ended having her sweat tasting pussy for breakfast with her sitting spread legged on the table. I couldn't believe how wet she was, the softness of her thighs pressing against my ears and her hands pushing my whole face into her soaked dripping pussy. Spent the entire mourning sucking every inch of her, dying for her to squeezed every drop of sperm in me but delaying as much as she could. It was a very erotic mourning and she knew making it last long, meant keeping me with a throbbing dick dying to explode. Apart from the guilt I felt for having sex with my cousin's wife, I felt kind of proud about sexually satisfying her. It was my turn to cum asking me if I wanted to do it in her mouth of or ass. She knew I was stunned about fucking her in her butt but she just bent over saying "try it" Her wetness had spilled over into her butt hole and my dick, still wet from her sucking, slipped easily inside of her. I could see her rubbing her clit while I pumped her wildly, exploded inside of her shortly after and even think she had another orgasm. It was great sex while in the heat of the passion, but once sexually drain made the guilt come roaring back. Told me what you don't know doesn't hurt and the next mourning I woke up with my dick in her mouth asking if I had plans to come over next summer.