Auntie Maid's Naughty Passion
Nancy Heres
I glanced at the clock, seeing the time. It was just a bit past 4 o'clock.
"Got a hot date or something?" my sister asked. She sat on the couch beside me in her maid's uniform. It was something I'd never expected my sister to wear. So revealing. It was like a Halloween costume I would wear.
In fact, I had worn a sexy maid's outfit a few years ago. That had been a wild night.
"I do," I said. "He's young and hung."
"Like my son," my sister said. Maria had this wicked gleam in her eyes.
"You are such a bad girl," I said and gave her thigh a playful smack.
"I was wild with my husband, too," Maria said. "I just didn't see the need to let the world know."
I shrugged. "I'm a sucker for hot guys. You know that." It's how I ruined my marriage. Well, it was never going to last. "But I can stay a little longer. I want to see Lance and Kylie."
"They should be here any minute." Maria glanced at the clock. "It's such a long drive from their school. I wonder if they'll still be going for much longer. It's not like either will need to complete their education now. Or maybe they can do some kind of online learning or something. I don't know. It's up to Master on what he wants to do."
"Is it weird having to obey your son?" I smiled at her. "You've ruled his life for so long, and now you have to let him rule you."
"No, it's not weird." A look of ecstasy crossed my sister's face. Her hands rested on her stomach through the black fabric of her low-cut bodice. "It's ecstasy, Nancy. It feels so right to do what he says. To love him. Obey him. Pleasure him. When he's back in me... It's indescribable."
My pussy tingled. A wet wave of heat washed through my snatch. I squeezed my legs tighter, my jeans rubbing together. That sounded amazing. "Lucky you. Mmm, I never found that with any man. A few weeks and... the next treat grabs my attention."
"Poor you," she purred. "You really missed out. Having a close connection to your man is amazing. I am fortunate to have it with my husband and now our son. I would never give up either."
"Damn," I said, my blood on fire. "That sounds--"
A door opened. I turned my head to see Lance stepping into the living room, a big grin on his face as he stared at me. He looked so different from when I'd seen him only a few weeks ago. A confidence and strength that he had lacked. He was so sure of himself, his eyes lighting up at the sight of me.
"Aunt Nancy," he said as he sat down a pair of cardboard boxes he'd been carrying. He was a tall man with brown hair and dark eyes. He looked very much like his father. In fact, identical to him. "I'm thrilled you're here."
"Auntie Nancy!" Kylie said as she set down her own set of boxes. She had black pigtails that spilled around her face. She wore the same sexy maid's uniform with the short and puffy skirt, white thigh-high stockings, and low-cut bodice. Only my niece didn't have as much to fill it out with. "You're here! That's so neat!"
"Hey, kiddos," I said, rising. "My favorite niece and nephew."
Then a naked girl carrying a computer held to her side with one arm and a box of cables and peripherals in the other. She carefully set those down, her round tits jiggling. She had curly, brown hair. I knew her. That was Lance's friend Bella. She had a yellow garter about her left thigh, matching the pink one on Kylie and the silver one on my sister.
"Mmm, so you two are more than friends," I said with amusement as Kylie darted to me. "Nicely done, Lance. She's a cutie."
"She's my wife," Lance said, his hand resting familiarly on Bella's rump.
Kylie hugged me. She was short, her face almost pressed into my boobs as she squeezed me tight. I smiled down at my niece. She was just adorable. She stared up at me with such delight in her blue eyes. Her brother and mother had the same blue eyes.
Hell, I did, too. It was the only Heres family trait that my niece and nephew had inherited. They had too much Hayward in them.
"Congratulations," I said as Kylie broke the hug. "Wife, huh? That's great. She's definitely a cutie. You did good."
"Thanks," Lance said while Bella beamed. "She's a great Maid-Wife. And you..." He picked up a cedar box that was sitting on top of the other boxes he'd carried in. He opened it and plucked out a red garter.
The box vanished in a burst of golden light. I should be shocked by that, Lance was, but my entire awareness was seized by that red ring of lacy cloth he held in his hand. The hue saturated my vision. So colorful everything else seemed drab.
My entire body went rigid. A tension seized me. Half-anticipation and half-hope. Almost like when my ex-husband had proposed to me. That same giddy fear. This was happening! My nephew was about to make me his maid.
My hands slid down my body to the waistband of my jeans. I unsnapped them without thought as he approached me. This fiery heat burst through my pussy as I ripped my jeans open. I'd have to cancel that date. Fuck Bill. I had an even hotter young stud now.
I wouldn't need another young, hung stud again. Not when I had my nephew. My Master.
I wiggled out of my tight jeans, pushing them down. I wore a thong beneath. A red one that almost matched the hue of the garter in his hand. I bent over, rolling the pants down my thighs. Bella stood beside my Master as he smiled at me, playing with the garter. He knew I was his.
I stepped out of my jeans, my heart pounding. I straightened then yanked off the baby doll t-shirt I wore. My strawberry-blonde locks spilled around my face. I sucked in deep breaths, terribly excited for this moment. I was so ready for this moment.
So ready to be his.
I reached behind me and unhooked my red bra. He grinned when my round breasts spilled out. I didn't have my sister's tits even though I had two daughters. She was blessed with all the boobies in the family. But mine were nice and firm. Supple.
"That's good," said my nephew, his hands playing with the garter. "Real nice tits, Aunt Nancy."
"Thanks, Master Lance," I groaned and hooked the waistband of my thong. I shoved it off, the cloth peeling out of my butt-crack and from my wet pussy lips.
"You have a pierced clit, Aunt Nancy," Master gasped in shock. "Damn."
"Oh, that's wild, Nancy," my sister said, watching me step out of my thong.
"Yeah," I said, my entire body trembling. "Got it a few years ago. It makes sex so amazing, especially when a guy goes down on me. Or a girl." I raised my left leg, balancing on my right foot.
