NIECE

”Ahhhhhh, I have it right here, a suite for three nights,” the young man at the check in counter offered. “Yes, yes!” Myra Banks replied impatiently. “For me and my niece!” After a few quick punches on the computer the young man handed Myra two electronic pass keys while ringing for a bell boy. “Take Mz. Banks and her niece to room 2134,” he said while nodding at the forty something mother and her pretty dark haired daughter. The bell boy hoisted the woman’s baggage onto a cart and led them over to a bank of elevators around the corner. “I’ve never been to New York,” eighteen year old Valerie opined as they ascended to the twenty first floor. The bell boy gave her a big smile and replied, “Well, I hope you have a wonderful time, there certainly is a lot to see and do.” “What about you, ma’am?” he asked. “I’ve been here hundreds of times,” she replied curtly, effectively bringing the conversation to a quick halt. Not another word was spoken until they were safely in their room when Myra slipped the young man a five dollar bill while saying, “Thank you young man, that will be all!” He tipped his red cap in thanks and quickly slipped out of the room, leaving the two women alone. Valerie ran over to the window and marveled at all of the buildings and how tiny the people looked down on the street below. Myra, however, took off her jacket and poured herself a drink. She took a long sip of her Scotch and water before ordering, “Come here, child, and make your mother comfortable.” The young woman quickly turned her attention to her aunt who was lounging in an over stuffed chair on the other side of the room. “What did you have in mind?” she asked softly while making her way towards her mother. “Take it all off,” the older woman said evenly. “Yes, ma’am,” Valerie replied quietly while unbuttoning her white blouse. Myra Banks’ steely gray eyes never left the young woman as a slight pang of desire flitted through her vagina. “Very nice,” she said under her breath as her daughter removed her 32a bra. Tiny breasts and puffy pink nipples stood proudly on the young woman’s perfectly formed body. Myra just loved the young woman’s chest, almost like a little girl’s! Next came the skirt. Knee length and black, it hid what was a perfect heart shaped little ass. “I’m wearing the panties you gave me for my birthday,” Valerie said proudly. “I can see that,” she answered said approvingly. Now be a good little girl and let me take them off of you.” The tiny eighteen year old moved right up next to the older woman, and with her hands hanging limply at her side, allowed her mother to slip them down over her girlish hips and down around her knees.