Chapter 5
The dress was almost dry by the time they reached her apartment building. She sat up, and opened the door, the driver turning in his seat to watch her long legs flash as she got out. She stared down into his eyes, both of them smiling.
"The fare's on me," he said. "As much as I enjoyed the ride, I couldn't charge you."
"Are you sure you've gotten enough in exchange?" she said, drifting her fingertips over her full lower hp.
"Oh, enough so my wife'll appreciate the effects of it."
"A fortunate lady," Jenni said. "You give her all the best, ay?" She grinned and lifted her skirt as if to shake it out, providing him with an unobstructed view of her legs, hips, and cunny.
"Oh, you can bet on that," he hummed, and she could see the big bulge of his erect prod against his pants.
She nodded, and turned toward the building door.
"Miss?" he called, and she looked back over her shoulder. "The view has been delightful, but ... there's been one limitation," he said, his eyes dropping toward her tush.
"Well, we must have a fitting ending for our adventure, mustn't we?" She laughed and drew her skirt up to the small of her back to reveal the full, rounded, uptilted pillows of her ass cheeks.
"Yes." He nodded after staring for long moments. "A very fitting end."
Both laughing, she went into the building, and he drove away to pleasantly surprise his wife.
Putting her dress up to dry, she showered and shampooed, and dried her hair, all of which she did with a radiant smile. She felt so relaxed that she was considering a nap, but the doorbell rang. For an instant, she wondered if it could be Mathew, but that seemed un-likely since she had just left him. Slipping into a pale orange terry cloth robe, she opened the door to see Kama and Felice.
"We were just in the neighborhood, and thought we'd drop by." Kama smiled at her sister, and Felice nodded at her aunt with a smile.
"Been shopping?" Jenni asked.
"No, just ... hanging out." Felice smiled, and Jenni found herself uncomfortable as her niece continued to stare directly into her eyes.
"And what've you been up to?" Kama asked, putting her purse down.
"Oh, this and that," Jenni said, hoping her smile wasn't too obvious.
"Like this or that better?" Felice asked as she sprawled on the couch, the nudges of her nipples showing against the thin cotton of her pullover.
"Pardon?" Jenni asked.
"Oh, did you hear anything from Mathew?" Kama asked casually, brushing her jet black hair back.
"Uh, yeah, he did call," Jenni said noncommittally.
"And?" Kama smiled, her big conical breasts shifting against her blouse as she moved back toward Jenni.
"We had ... a lunch date." Jenni smiled.
"Oh-ho." Kama laughed. "And who got eaten?"
"Kama!" Jenni said, nodding toward Felice, which seemed absurd as she recalled seeing the girl being eaten by Irwin, the butler.
"Hold your hands over your ears, dear," Kama said to Felice with mock seriousness, and all three laughed. "Well, I hope you both had a nice ... lunch."
"Thanks."
"Use your phone?" Kama asked with a nod toward the bedroom.
"Sure." Jenni nodded, and Kama moved toward the bedroom, her full hips swaying. "Get you anything?" she asked Felice.
"No, thanks." Felice smiled, standing up, and the sunlight danced in her long, honey-blond hair. "How'd you like Irwin's action?" the girl asked with a pixie smile.
"I-I was going to speak to you about that," Jenni said uneasily.
"But?" Felice asked, looking up into her aunt's eyes, and Jenni looked into the Botticelli-like innocence of Felice's face, with its large violet eyes, and felt her throat tighten. "Like the way he was licking my pussy?"
"I...." Jenni faltered, and she wished that she was not backed up against a table, and that the girl was not standing quite so close. "Isn't he ... a little old for you?" was the best she could manage.
"Well, I might be a bit young for him, but him too old for me?" Felice grinned as she moved even closer.
The petite domes of Felice's breasts rose and fell against the soft cotton of the tank top, the scooped neck of which was draped out a little from them. Jenni felt her face warm as she found that her eyes had dropped to the sight of the soft rises, and to the nudges of the girl's erect nipples. Abruptly, she remembered her fantasizing about the women on the street masturbating at the sight of her in the soaked dress, something she had not questioned at the time. She looked past her niece, seeing Kama seated on the edge of the bed, her back to them as she talked on the phone in a low, husky voice.
"That's a lovely robe," Felice said, her eyes level with Jenni's upper chest, and she touched the sash. "Is it lined?" she asked, raising her shining eyes.
"Uh, yes," Jenni murmured.
"Let's see." Felice smiled, and her hand was opening the sash as her eyes held Jenni's.
Jenni looked down, her hands moving, but it was too late. The girl had caught both sides of the robe, and she spread them wide from her aunt's naked body. Jenni looked down in shock as Felice moved her eyes over the rigid rings of her nipples, the ripe teardrops of her breasts, the firm curve of her belly, and the silky plume of her mound.
"Yes, very nice," Felice said, and she opened one hand to move it to the lining, her forearm brushing against Jenni's stomach. "And so are you, Aunt Jenni. I only wish I was as pretty."
"But-but you're beautiful," Jenni stammered, and she realized that her cunny was tightening.
"Do you really think so?" Felice asked. "Of course, you have seen part of me naked." She grinned. "Did you know our nipples are alike?" she asked, and Jenni shook her head mutely. "Look." Felice smiled, and she tugged her tank top down from one diminutive hillock, showing the wide, pale saffron ring of her nipple, which was mounted atop an aureola so light that it was like a blush. "See, a little ring like yours," she said, and she lifted Jenni's hand to it.
Jenni swallowed hard. The rigid little ring of her niece's nipple seemed to bum against her fingertips. She inhaled sharply as Felice's hand left hers to touch the peak of her breast. Their breathing shallow, they stood touching one another's nipples, and Jenni's trembling fingers began to imitate the circling motion of Felice's, touching the subtle rise as the girl touched the fullness of her breast. Jenni watched her fingers drift around the girl's breast, and then the girl was rising onto her toes, and Jenni's fingers were against the lowered top, causing it to pull down from both breasts.
Jenni was swaying as she felt Felice's breasts touch against the undercurves of hers. The hard nipples were sliding up toward her own. She stared into the violet eyes, her head lowering as if weighted while the girl's rose. Their faces came closer and closer, their lips parted to their breathing, and their eyes were lidded. The girl's hands were sliding over her hips, and back to the uptilted globes of her fanny.
There was a clicking, and Jenni realized that Kama had stopped talking. She lifted her head, and saw her sister beginning to stand. She slid out from between Felice and the table, pulling the robe closed.. Felice smiled sensuously, and Jenni realized that the girl's breasts were still bared as Kama came back into the room.
"Oh, Felice, stop being such a show-off," Kama said absently, and Felice pulled the top up with a smile. "Well, we've got to be running," Kama said, and she touched her lips to her sister's, Jenni swaying as her eyes closed, and Kama arched an eyebrow. "Yes, you've had a busy day, haven't you?"
Before Jenni could think how to reply, Kama was opening the door.
"Come by tomorrow afternoon," Kama said, and she went out.
"O-okay," Jenni nodded, confused, and she blinked as Felice threw her a kiss before shutting the door.
Alone, Jenni slid one hand into her robe, and she squeezed the breast Felice had touched. She felt steamy, and she wondered what had just happened between her and the girl. Had Kama been aware of it? It seemed possible, but she was unsure.
Perhaps Kama was right, and she had had too busy a day. Certainly it had been busy enough that there was no point in trying to think about what she had done, or question herself. She had enjoyed it too much.
Moving toward the bed for a nap, she opened the robe, and let it fall behind her. She dropped onto her belly, and shifted her hot, naked flesh against the coolness of the covers. Looking to the side, she saw that her hand was where Kama had sat, and she realized that the cover was still warm from the press of her sister's opulent fanny. Shaking her head, she smiled, and she wondered if Mathew would be at Kama's the next afternoon.
With that thought, she fell asleep with a contented smile on her face.
She thought she heard something, and opened her eyes. It was dark, night having fallen. The bed shifted, and she started to look back, but hands were pressing down against her shoulders. She felt strong legs between hers, forcing them further apart. She started to speak, but the man's fingertips touched her lips.
The bulbous knob of the man's prod touched in the deep cleavage of her ass cheeks and began to slide forward as he leaned closer to her. She shivered with pleasure as his thick length slid between her cheeks and up against the shallow at the small of her back. His heavy sac pressed against the center base of her fanny.
He began to slowly slide his cock back along the same route, and she wondered if he was going to enter her ass or her cunt. Her hands gripped the sheets, and her hips arched back toward him as his knob left her cleavage. Her mouth was dry as she waited to feel which way he would enter her, and she moaned against his fingertips.