Aunt Emma's Turn

Tiffany woke up to her own snoring and the awkward position she had fallen asleep in. She had settled between Maureen's parted thick thighs. Her cheek resting over Maureen's sex, she had one arm tucked under her while the other was draped over Maureen's breasts. Tiffany was on her knees while her perfect ass jutting upwards. Her lower back was sore and the arm under her was tingling. The pain of her back slowly woke her up enough that she heard herself snoring. Everyone in her family snore, it was an embarrassing trait.

"Ah Fuck!" she cursed as she sat up and her back burned. She looked down at Maureen who was passed out from the sex. The woman was not sleeping had she been, her snoring would have woken up Tiffany up. Tiffany stiffly crawled off the bed and stretched out her naked body. Her hair was mess giving her a more naked look. She moaned in comfort as the ache of her back faded and her the feeling of her arm returned. She looked over at Maureen's naked form once more as she laid spread eagled and utterly naked over the massive bed. Like her own hair, Maureen's thick lush hair was also mess, evidence from their love making.

Tiffany looked over at the clock on the nightstand and saw that was just past mid-night. "Time flies when you're having fun she thought. She felt satisfied. It was a best sex she's had in long time. As she ran her hand over her body, feeling at her breasts and sex she suddenly remembered that her aunt still awaited her down in the living room. The thought of the grey haired lawyer that was mindless brought some heat to her body. "I guess my night isn't exactly over yet..." she cooed to herself before letting her gaze wander over Maureen's curvy body once more.

She leaned over the bed and moved up to Maureen's head so that her lips were inches from her ear. "Maureen, when I snap my fingers and say the word sleep, you will go into a deep sleep. When you wake up will have no memory of what had happened. When I say sleep for me, you will fall into a deep hypnotic sleep again. Do you understand?"

With her eyes still shut Maureen replied toneless, "I understand..."

Tiffany snapped her fingers, "Sleep." A moment later Maureen's body relaxed and she started to snore. Tiffany smiled and kissed on her mother on the cheek. "Good night mother..." she cooed before standing.

She padded downstairs dressed back in her kimono and flicked on the living room lights to reveal her Aunt Emma seated in living room. Her back straight while her hands rested on her knees. Emma's eyes stared vacantly ahead at some unseen fixed point while her lips were slight parted. Tiffany smiled at her unmoving and silent aunt as she stepped in front of her. "I didn't forget you..." she cooed and knelt before the older woman. She let her eyes drink in the mindless sharply dressed woman before her.

Tiffany was never close to her aunt. Her aunt was never close to her. Before the divorce, she had only saw her Aunt Emma on the big holidays. Her aunt never seem to have any time for her and Tiffany did not mind as she never did like her aunt who seem to really take joy ruining other people's marriages for money. Her aunt was still nice to her and she was cordial to the older woman when they did see one other. Aunt Emma now shared the same empty look in her eyes as her mother and Tiffany looked at her in a whole new light.

"Do you hear me Aunt Emma?"

"Yes..."

"Just so this isn't weird...since things are about to get toasty...I'm going to call you Emma...do you understand?"

"You will call me Emma...I understand..." Emma replied monotone her eyes still staring through Tiffany and not at her.

"Emma stand and dance for me," Tiffany commanded. Emma did as she was told. She stood up and danced, it was not very good and only made Tiffany laugh. She stopped her after some time and ordered, "Do jumping jacks!" Emma still staring blankly started to do as she was commanded. Tiffany only stopped her a while later as she started to see the woman start to sweat. "Now that you're hot and sweaty...might as well have you disrobe. Emma strip naked."

Emma stepped out of her heels, her face still blank as she shrugged out of jacket. She kept her eyes aimed forward as she unbuttoned the short-sleeve silk blouse she had on under. Emma's smallish breast held up in white satin bra was soon revealed as she tossed away her blouse.

"You're pretty flat..." Tiffany smirked as Emma started to work on her trousers. She wiggled her hips as she worked the trousers from her hips and let them slid down her legs. Her sex is covered by a cute looking pair of red lace panties while her legs sheathed in knee-high nude stockings. "Better than that thong mother was in..." Tiffany nods as Emma kicks away her trousers and starts to peel her stockings off.

Emma is barefoot when she reaches back and unclasped her bra, she let's the straps slide from her shoulders before plucking the cups from her breasts. Tiffany could not help but laugh at Emma's raisin-sized nipples. "Small nipples run in the family I guess...glad it skipped a generation..." She watched eagerly as Emma peeled her lacy panties from her hips and let them drop to her ankles before kicking them away. She stood up straighter stark naked now and faced her niece blank-faced. "Damn looks like you have a lot of miles down there...that gut looks weird too..." Tiffany eyed Emma's clean shaven snatch that sported loose pussy lips and slight gut. "Emma are you the firm slut?"

"Yes..." Emma replied monotone.

Tiffany laughed, "I figured! Is that how you rose to the top?"

"Yes..."

Tiffany shook her head. Her mother had suspected as much and told Tiffany about one night over wine and a movie. Maureen had swore her daughter to secrecy about it as she did not if it was true not. It turned out her mother's suspicions had been on point. Tiffany let her eyes drift over her aunt's naked body once more, the woman was still in her jewels which only added to her nakedness. She started to feel a bit warm. "Let's get you upstairs...your sister was quite enjoyable in the sack...let's compare notes..." Tiffany said as she took Emma's hand and led her towards the stairs.