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"Thank you," you say, giving his arm a squeeze, your boobs almost completely surrounding it for a moment before you let go.
"Thank you," you say, giving his arm a squeeze, your boobs almost completely surrounding it for a moment before you let go.


But that's not all you have planned.
As you lean back into your seat you keep your hip pressed against it as you sit down, hiking the hem of your dress up your legs so when you it down your bare ass is touching the seat while the dress still keeps your pussy covered. And not a moment later the window opens.


"Your drink ma'am."
"Your drink ma'am."


Before the teenage employee can lean out you turn and grab the frame of your car door and stick your torso through the open window. The boy is taken by surprise by the abrupt action, but pretty soon his attention is instead grabbed by your tits that, while covered, are hanging down and swaying slightly as you move. That's not all though, and as you reach for your cup you sneak a glace back into the car.
You retrieve your coffee from the teenager and take a sip, savoring the delicious taste before taking off again.
 
Just as you thought, there's Tyler, staring at your ass in awe. With how your dress is pushed up and the way you're bending over you know that he has a clear as day view at your pussy lips. Knowing that your nether regions are being exposed, and to your own teenage nephew no less, sends such a pleasurable thrill through your body that your knees begin to lose strength and you have to quickly pull yourself back in the car before you fall out the window. You look at Tyler as you sit down and see him hastily face forward, and you're pretty sure you saw his phone in his hands too.
 
Your own nephew may have a picture of your pussy on his phone. You don't need to feel between you legs to know that you just became wet at the thought.
 
Trying to act natural you buckle your seat belt and pull around the building and onto the road, taking a sip of your coffee as you do so. The pleasurable sensation that goes through your taste buds almost outdoes the more erotic one you just had a moment ago.


"Is it good?" Tyler asks, and you can tell by the slight strain in his voice he's still thinking about what just happened.
"Is it good?" Tyler asks, and you can tell by the slight strain in his voice he's still thinking about what just happened.

Revision as of 05:17, 30 December 2022

"...I left a perfectly good pot of coffee go to waste back home so before we go anywhere else, I'm getting coffee."

You pull out of the terminal and begin to retrace your path to the highway.

"You sure do love your coffee, don't you Aunt Megan?"

"I'll have you know that coffee is the only reason I made it through college. And by the way, how about you just call me Megan? We're going to be living together and being called 'Aunt Megan' makes me feel like I'm a stranger."

Tyler looks out the window for a moment, rolling the idea around in his mind.

"Megan, huh? It feels weird, but I'll try."

"That's all I ask."

Pretty soon you hit the highway once again and drive back to the apartment. There's a coffee shop with a drive through nearby so you guys can stop at on the way back.

Much of the ride is spent on idle small talk, asking how the flight was, what sights there were to see around here, those sorts of things, and before you knew it you were already off the highway and pulling into the drive through.

"You want anything?" you ask Tyler.

"No thanks, I'm fine."

You gave your order and pulled up to the window. With it still being early there wasn't any line to wait in.

"That'll be five dollars," said a rather disinterested teenage boy in an apron.

"Just one moment please," you reply while digging through your purse. You sorted through it, furrowing your brows in confusion at not finding your wallet when it dawned on you.

"Shit," you say under your breath while you feel your heart drop in your chest.

"What's the matter Aun- um, Megan?" Tyler asks, a worried tone on his voice.

You turn and give him a sheepish look.

"I forgot my wallet..."

"Ma'am."

You quickly spin back towards the window only to be met with an annoyed glare from the teen.

"Um, I'm sorry, there's a bit of a problem, you see-"

"I'm paying for it."

Before you could react Tyler's arm was beside your face, five bucks in his hand. The boy at the window had to lean outside a bit but otherwise took it without a second thought and processed the order, handing back your receipt a moment later.

"It'll be one moment," he said before pushing himself back inside and closing the window.

You turn towards your nephew as he leans back into his seat, putting his wallet away in his pocket.

"Tyler, you didn't need to do that for me."

"I don't mind, but if it bothers you just add it on to what you already owe me for making me wait."

And again there's that sly grin of his. You had a feeling he was planing something with this 'you owe me' game, but you didn't mind. Quite the contrary, you were quite flattered that he paid for your drink so readily. You should really thank him, and just as you think that the perfect idea comes to mind.

Leaning over you grab his arm and hug it to your chest as you give him a kiss on the cheek. It's obvious he wasn't expecting that as his body quickly goes rigid, and you wonder what surprised him more, the kiss on the cheek or his arm being nestled between your plentiful boobs. You lean back and smile at him as his ears turn red.

"Thank you," you say, giving his arm a squeeze, your boobs almost completely surrounding it for a moment before you let go.


"Your drink ma'am."

You retrieve your coffee from the teenager and take a sip, savoring the delicious taste before taking off again.

"Is it good?" Tyler asks, and you can tell by the slight strain in his voice he's still thinking about what just happened.

"Not good, outstanding," you say, referring to more than just the drink.

You drive in a comfortable silence for a few minutes before you turn onto your street.

"Wait, so this is where you live?!"

You can't blame him for his reaction. After all, you don't live in a normal apartment complex, but rather more of a collection of apartment buildings that form something of their own private community.

"It's nice, isn't it. It also comes with all sorts of amenities like a fitness center, a spa, indoor and outdoor pools and hot tubs, you get the idea."

Out of the corner of your eyes see Tyler turn to look at you with a perplexed look.

"What's your job again?"

"Well you see, I'm..."

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