Ditzy Aunt and the Lustful Nephew (Closed)

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"Wonderful to hear. This bet is going to involve your uniform for the next two shifts. The tournament I will be in is the seasonal championship tournament for the colleges. If we win and I score at least one goal per game, you are going to have to come in without underwear. If I lose, it's your choose of what I do for you."

Wait what? Going to work without any underwear on? I think I might have stared at Jack in complete shock for a moment, not really knowing what was going on...or why I was even going along with this. I guess that I was hoping to get some excitement in my life - even if I knew that this was wrong! Still... Would I have to wear this skirt? Was there something else that he'd want instead? I wanted to play along, but I don't know if I had it in me.

"Um...so for the underwear thing, would I have to wear this skirt? After the changes you've made?"
I asked, a sheepish look to my face.
 
I almost laughed at the look of shock on her face. She didn't want to be bored, so she would just need to adjust to my kind of excitement.

"Yes, this skirt would have to be worn. After all, it'll just add to the thrill of the bet."

Deciding to push things even more, I decide to make it as if she agreed to the terms already. My hand gives her thigh a gentle squeeze for a moment before I stand up with a smile.

"I look forward to seeing you at the tournament tomorrow. Some fresh will do you good."

I move to the door, holding it open for her.
 
Ugh...I hated this!

Not that I hated the idea of betting - like I said, I found it pretty exciting. But having the slight excitement in my chest, with my heart racing at the thought of maybe losing this wager. Worst of all, is that deep now I knew that Jack would win. I sighed, feeling his hand squeeze my thigh before we got up and headed towards the door.

"I look forward to seeing you at the tournament tomorrow. Some fresh will do you good."

"Fine...but you better lose." I said with a grin before I headed home; each step feeling awful, knowing the mess that I just got myself into...
 
I grinn watching her walk away till she was out of sight. Once I no longer see her, I head back inside to finish the last couple of hours the cafe is open before heading upstairs.

I am able to get ahold of the uniform supplier and put in a request for a set of female uniforms to be delivered in two days, with a few alterations from normal. It takes a bit of haggling on the price before the order is finalized. I can't wait to see the new uniform I just had made for Cathy.

That evening I head to the mall to hang out for a bit, mostly just people watching. What I did expect was to run into Lance and his girlfriend. I can't resist the chance to tease him about his mom working at my store, which he makes clear to me how much he hates that. I grin as he also lets slip on the poor sexlife that his parents have.

I know I really should try to make things up with my cousin, but he just clashes with my way of thinking so badly. He's such a goody two shoes. I could just imagine the things he's said to Cathy about me.

The next morning is the day of the tournament, located on the NYU campus. It's a rather large turnout, with several teams competing. As I spend my time warming up for the first game in my purple college jersey with the number 16 on the back, black atlethic shorts, purple knee high socks to hide the shin guards, and black soccer shoes, I look to see if Cathy has arrived yet. I wouldn't be surprised if she brought her whole family as well, but that was fine to me.
 
I thought about bringing the whole family to the game. I really did. They would have agreed to it too, seeing as there wasn't anything to be suspicious of right? Jack was my nephew and while they don't anymore, Lance and Jack used to be a lot closer. But, of course, I didn't - Hell, I didn't even tell Bill that the cafe was closed today. Instead, I found myself going to the game which was on the NYU campus - hoping that my son wouldn't be around although, like I said, I doubted it.

I found myself on the campus, looking at some merchandise before entering the stands. There were a few shirts for sale, but one caught my eye...

Well, it didn't take too long for me to change. The shirt was a tight fit - like really tight for my chest, but somehow the twisted feeling I had made me excited to wear it. Before too long, I found myself on the stand, with my big breasts seemingly about to burst on this shirt I had on that said "JACK SMITH #1" stretched across my front.

I saw Jack there on the field and I waved at him. I wonder if he could see me from there?
 
It took me a few moments to spot Cathy in the crowd and what she was wearing caught me offguard for a moment. She actually bought one of the booster shirts, and one that was extremely tight on her. I wondered for a moment if she actually had a bra on underneath it. I gave a grin and waved back to her, seeing she hadn't brought her family.

That told me that she was defianately moving out of her comfort zone with me around. That made everything that much more fun. I turned my attention back to the warm-ups, focusing on the games ahead.

The first two games were evenly matched for most of the games. Hopefully I came around, scoring the winning goal in both of the games. The third game was given to us, as the next team had gotten one too many players injured to be able to field a team. After all, they had only came with just enough players for one line-up. It turned out that only enough teams were able to make it a four bracket tournament. The final game was a very tough one for Jack's team, ending in a tie. However, I ended up outscoring the shootout by one, winning them the tournament.

A break was called to give time to set up the awarding ceramony, so I decided to see if I could find Cathy and give her the wonderful news of me winning the bet. I soon found her getting a snack from the concession stand.

"Cathy! Looks like I won."
 
I couldn't believe myself, standing there and jumping around cheering for Jack. Wasn't I supposed to want him to lose? I guess that the best explanation that I can give you is that this sick pleasure I felt, it made me want to lose. I wanted to pay up on that bet and be at the cafe, without any panties on. A shiver went down my spine at the thought of something so crude. Anyway, I guess I tried to shake off this feeling by going down the seats and towards the concession stand. Might as well get myself something to drink to cool myself off. And then, as luck would have it, I bumped into Jack.

"Cathy! Looks like I won."

I tried to fake that I was a little upset. "Oh, yeah...Gee Jack, I thought I told you to lose!" I said with a fake pout, before hugging him tightly, pressing my chest against his own. I wonder if that would make him notice the shirt that I got!
 
I laughed for a moment at her comment, speaking as she hugged me.

"I guess not everyone listens."

I enjoy feeling her breasts pressed against me, enjoying the hug. Just before pulling away, I reach down for her round ass and squeeze her right cheek. I grin and shake my head for a moment.

"I can't believe you actually bought one of the booster t-shirts. I'm flattered though."

Judging that she could have bought one that actually fit her, I would have to guess she was trying to show off either for herself or for me. Either way, I was enjoying it.

"What did you think of the games?"
 
I actually held onto Jack, my arms around him while he hands reached to my ass and gave each cheek a big squeeze. I gasped loudly in place, but I didn't do anything to move him away...which turned a knot in my stomach. Did I enjoy getting felt up by my nephew of all people? Just what the hell was going on with me? I squirmed a bit in place, crossing my legs... But anyway, I turned my focus again on Jack, who said:

"I can't believe you actually bought one of the booster t-shirts. I'm flattered though. What did you think of the games?"

I chuckled and said "Oh, I couldn't help myself. I thought that I'd even encourage you by wearing this. Did it work?" with a grin on my face. I kicked myself mentally for insinuating that I wanted to lose. I moved away a bit from Jack, telling him "I thought the game was great! I couldn't stop cheering for you!"
 
I chuckled softly at her words, sounding like she really wanted to lose the bet. I just smiled and nodded.

"It looks like it did."

I pause for a moment as the annoucement comes over the loudspeaker for everyone to get ready for the awards ceramony.

"Well, it looks like I have to get back out there. I hope I see you afterwards."

I give a little wink to my aunt before heading back to join up with the team. The awards ceramony takes a few minutes, but the team gets awarded the large first place trophy and I get picked as the MVP of the tournament. It's not what I expected, but I feel I earned it.

As I start to head back to the locker room, I spot Cathy in the stands for a moment. I wait for her to come out of the stands before catching her.

"If you didn't have anyplace to be, we can grab a bite to eat. I'll see you at my care after I get mystuff. It's the black pickup nearest the elevator on the second floor of the parking garage."

I give her another smile before heading off to get changed.
 
"If you didn't have anyplace to be, we can grab a bite to eat. I'll see you at my care after I get mystuff. It's the black pickup nearest the elevator on the second floor of the parking garage."

And so, Jack sort of left without me saying a single word. Maybe he realized by now that I didn't really have any place to be, and that being with him today wasn't the worst thing in the world. I sighed, as I panicked thinking that someone off the distance was Lance. False alarm. Well, either way I knew that I should probably leave this area in case someone (albeit unlikely) recognized me...and seeing that I was wearing a tight T-Shirt that said "JACK #1" with each letter and digit stressed across my breasts, that was the last thing in the world that I needed.

And so I headed upstairs to the packing garage, looking for that black pickup truck. I think that I recognized it from the last family reunion we had, so I felt confident enough to lean against it and wait for Jack.
 
Once in the locker room, I spotted my bag in the floor right where I left it in front of my locker. I hadn't bothered to bring a change of clothes, just socks and tennis shoes. After a bit of high-fiving and congradulations, I pulled off my shin-guards and cleats. Making sure I had everything, I head out of the locker room.

I grinned as I stepped off the eleveator and spotting Cathy at my truck.

"I see you found the truck. And i figured that you might like to head to the cafe for the celebrating."

I stepped up beside Cathy, tossing my duffal bag in the bed of the truck. As I step around her to unlock the cab, I reach for her face and glide my fingers lightly over her cheek and lips for a moment. It takes a moment to get the cab unlocked and I climb in. I press the unlock button before looking back at her.

"It's unlocked."
 
He did that on purpose. He had to. The way that his fingers just barely touched my cheek and my lips, it sent shivers down my spine and an uncomfortable ache between my thighs. Don't worry, I shook it off but for a moment there, I thought that Jack, my own nephew, was going to lean in and stick his tongue down my throat.

...

Well, anyway, once inside I put on my seatbelt - purposely putting it between my tits to exaggerate already how big my tits looked, especially in this shirt. I stared at Jack, grinning as I caught him looking. Curiously, I asked "Hey...maybe once we're back in the cafe I can see if I can win a bet? Double or nothing?" with a grin on my face. I told myself that I could use this as an opportunity to sneak out of the bet I made with him yesterday although...I wondered what he would like if I lost.
 
I grin back at Cathy when noticed me looking at how she put her large breasts on display. Such an action told me she was warming up to my advances, slowly but surely.

"Sure, we can place a bet or two while we celebrate. Sounds like fun."

I start up the engine and we are soon on the way to the cafe. During the ride, I reached over with my free hand, placing it on my aunt's knee. As the ride progresses, I slowly move my hand up her thigh, pushing her skirt halfway up her thigh. However I don't go further than that as my hand moves up and down her smooth skin during the drive.

"It feels like you shaved just this morning."

I pull up into the back alley next to the backdoor, shutting off the engine. I pull the keys out and hand them to her.

"Open the door while I get my stuff."
 
I bit my bottom lip during the car ride, Jack's hand caressing my leg as usual. Only this time, I felt that his hand was getting more adventurous with its movements, going more up my thigh than ever before. Not that I tried to stop him or anything; in fact, I nearly moaned at one point when he said "It feels like you shaved just this morning."

"I-I did, actually."
I said with a grin, right as we pulled up by the alleyway. Jack treated me with the keys to the cafe.

"Open the door while I get my stuff."

"Sure thing boss."
I said with another smile, heading over to the door and opening it. I made my way inside, just to turn on the lights and the air conditioning. I dropped my purse on the counter, noticing the wooden cutting board that Jack used on me the other day. A thought came to my head about maybe bringing it up later with a wager.
 
I take a moment to watch my aunt head inside before grabbing my bag from the bed of my truck. Once upstairs, I change into a pair of jeans, a black t-shirt, and a pair of black crocs. I search through my small kitchen cabinents before finding an unopened bottle of Jack Daniel's Whiskey and half a bottle of vodka. After all, what's a celebration without some alcohol?

"I got the drinks, so grab some cups."

I hold up the bottle for her to see as I come down the stairs. I place the bottles on the counter with a grin.

"So how shall we do this?"
 
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