Auntie Emma The Prick Tease

By seven o clock the next morning we’d packed up most of our possessions that couldn’t easily be replaced in to three suitcases and headed in to the town centre. We stopped for breakfast in a café and at nine o clock we were through the front door of an estate agents looking for a new flat.

With money not being a problem due to the earnings of Fiona especially and Alice whilst at Donald’s warehouse I was able to purchase a three bedroomed apartment on the fifteenth floor of a new build plot right in the heart of the city overlooking the new shopping complex that was full of shops, restaurants, a casino and a few bars.

The apartment was well overpriced at £400,000 but I had money to burn and purchased it with my card. We got the keys and went there instantly in a cab leaving the estate agent with a massive smile on his face as he sorted out the necessaries. One thing that was an added bonus was the fact it came fully furnished as an offer to shift the place.

“Right you two, here’s a credit card. Go out in to town and treat yourselves to a complete new wardrobe, but make sure all underwear you buy is top quality and sexy. Your both having a couple of months off from your normal ‘duties’ as well so take the time to chill out and relax because like I say it’s only a bit of time off. I’m going to get myself some new clobber”

With that I left them in the apartment and headed out hailing a cab right outside and telling him to head to a village seven miles out of town to a shop owned by my step uncle and his wife my step auntie I suppose.

Now I hadn’t seen or been to their shop in about two years but I had heard that they were now selling some really good designer gear and I thought that maybe being near enough family I’d wangle myself a bit of discount. But before that let me give you a bit of background on my auntie and uncle.

When my old dear got with her new fella I’d of been around fifteen my new stepdad had a brother called Mark who was about thirty at the time and he’d just found this new women called Emma who was about twenty seven. To be honest I didn’t really like Emma because she was so stuck up her own arse because she came from a well off family and she thought she was better than most around her.

She was average looking to, maybe five foot eight with long shoulder length brown hair and a fairly rounded arse. She never seemed to dress in tight fitting tops so guessing the size of her tits was pretty hard but I thought maybe 34c/d was about right.

Anyway they went on to have two kids by the time she was thirty six and they’d came in to some money and opened up this shop selling expensive gear. The transformation in Emma was bloody amazing, after her second child she’d made a huge effort to shed her baby fat and had slimed down to a sexy curvy size 12. Her breasts had grown during pregnancy and retained and extra size even after weight loss. The added factor that she was now loaded and she’d bagged herself a big five bedroom house, nice car and four holidays a year just added to her thought of greatness above others.

On the odd time I had used their shop she’d sorted out her presentation and regularly wore dresses that finished just above the knee showing off her lovely tanned and toned legs and all seemed to have plunging necklines that showed her breasts and cleavage and even a hint of bra.

She was in all essence now a milf in every sense of the word.

At the last family party about three years ago when she’d of been about thirty eight and myself twenty four she’d been sitting close to me on the sofa in the snug at my step- grandparents and I saw a different side to her once she was full of drink. Emma had turned in towards me and her right breast had been rubbing my arm and it was impossible for me not to see right inside her gaping dress.

She saw me looking and ran her left hand up my left leg and didn’t stop until it was on my crotch, she held it there for a good ten seconds and then moved it and smiled before getting up to leave.

That was the last time I’d seen her.

I entered their shop which was a small place just off the main road in a nice little courtyard with three other little shops; she saw me as soon as I entered as she was stood talking to a customer near the rack of clothes near the entrance. She didn’t say anything but just smiled a little sheepishly. As I walked further in to the shop I found Mark sat at the desk.

“Oh hi” he said standing up and offering me his hand. “Long time no see, how’s things?”

“Yeah I’m all good thanks Mark, your right it has been a long time it must be nearly three years at the party” I said raising my voice slightly so that Emma could hear not eight feet behind me.

“Yeah you’re probably right there, how time flies. What can I do ya for anyway?”

“Just after some new clothes to fill my new wardrobes in my new pad”

“Oh where you living now then?”

“Just bought one of those three bed apartments in the new complex opposite the new shopping and entertainment park in town”

“Crikey they don’t come cheap” Mark said as I walked over to a rack of shirts in the opposite corner to Emma so that I was looking towards her.

“No” I said loudly and noticed Emma look over briefly “Cost me a cool four hundred grand”

“Bloody hell you won the lottery or something!!?” Mark said laughing

Again I noticed that the money obsessed Emma was half listening to her customer and half listening to me so I continued bragging about my new found wealth; although I thought it best I leave out the fact all the money has been made from whoring out my mother and sister in law.

“Yeah I’ve had three great years and got a whacking great bank balance to show for it” again Emma looked over.

I sort of looked at the clothes on the rack in front of me but also cast my eye over Emma.

In the three years she had kept her new slimmer figure intact and her appearance was pristine; her makeup was done and she wore subtle pink lipstick. Her hair was in a nice short bob which made her look a couple of years younger and her clothes were expensive. Her legs were tanned like she’d recently come back from sunning herself and she wore a pair of white expensive heels. When she finished with her customer she walked towards the desk.

“Hi” was all she said as she popped behind the desk and pushed herself past the curtain that hung hiding the backroom and kitchen/toilet facilities.

She still liked to wear low cut dresses and the one she had on today was no different because as she walked by her cleavage was quite clearly visible as was the white frilly pattern on the top of her bra.

I spent a good half hour and selected over five hundred pounds worth of jeans, jumpers, t-shirts a coat and some trainers; I made sure Emma was at the till as I handed her the money in crisp notes I’d earlier withdrew at the bank across the road. She loved the feel of money in her hand and spent a little longer than necessary counting it out and putting it in the till.

“Is there anything else you need?” asked Mark looking pleased as punch I’d just filled his till in one shopping spree.

I’d noticed a nice jumper that wasn’t in my size and so I had an excuse to come back I asked Mark if there was any more in my size, after checking out back he came back empty handed.

“We don’t have any at the minute but I can get my supplier to bring one over tomorrow” he said being overly helpful.