Auntie obeyed yet again, turning around to let me see her ripe ass.
“This outfit would definitely need to have a thong,” I pointed out. “The panties hide too much of her cheeks.”
“Or commando,” Nana added.
“Or commando, even better,” I agreed.
“You two,” Auntie shook her head, this time not exasperated, but playful.
“What?” I asked. “Commando makes for easier access.”
“Oh my God,” Auntie gasped.
“That’s what my young stud says every time he sees I went commando,” Nana joked.
Auntie shook her head as she headed back to the change room.
Once the door had closed, Nana came to me and whispered, “She’ll be sucking your dick tonight.”
“And eating your cunt,” I countered.
“Fuck, I need your cock right now,” Nana whispered.
“Family bathroom in five minutes,” I ordered.
“Make it three,” Nana countered.
I headed out as Nana went to the door and said, “Meet us at Hamilton’s Pub in fifteen, Elizabeth.”
“Where are you going?” Elizabeth asked, although I was out of earshot to hear Nana’s lie.
Five minutes later, Nana was on her knees bobbing on my cock hungrily.
One minute after that, Nana, who had indeed gone commando today, was bent over holding onto a baby change table as I pounded her from behind.
Three more minutes, and I deposited a load in Nana’s cunt just after she reached orgasm.
And another five minutes later, we were at a table having a late lunch with Aunt Elizabeth… where we chatted about non-sexual things, including the fact that her daughter, my cousin, Laura would be arriving tomorrow.
Of course, during the entire meal, Nana’s nylon-clad foot was rubbing my cock… keeping me horny for more… which I hoped to get tonight.
…..
I was hard all afternoon and throughout dinner as I pondered how to finish what we’d started. Auntie’s weakening of her shock at our spicy lingerie conversation was a great first step, but shifting from that to making her an incest slut was still a pretty large step.
Yet Nana was confident she would have Auntie sucking and licking by the night’s end.
At supper, Nana again rubbed my cock under the table, keeping me hard and ready.
That night we played poker, where the loser of each hand had to take a shot, and although we all took a few shots, we had Auntie pretty drunk… drunk enough to attempt to make another fantasy a reality.
When Mom asked the following question the dominos began to fall into place. She asked, “So what did you end up getting for Miranda?”
Nana suggested, “Elizabeth, go and put on the nightie we got for Miranda today; I’m sure your sister would love to see it.”
“Um, I don’t see…” Aunt Elizabeth began.
Again, like at the shop, Nana interrupted her protest by sighing heavily, “Just go and do it. Everyone else here has already seen you in it, so you don’t have to be so modest.”
Mom suggested, “As it happens, I bought some new lingerie recently too. I’ll go put mine on to show it off.”
I was curious if she’d actually bought new lingerie, or was just helping Nana in getting Auntie more naked.
Nana shrugged, “That’s a nice idea, Alexis, then I’ll put some on too.”