Emily's flushed face was half-turned toward Alex, and her eyes were hazy with a mix of need and hesitation.
Alex paused, his hands still lingering on her oiled ass cheeks, fingers frozen mid-knead. He feigned surprise, widening his eyes as if the request caught him off guard, though inside, his heart raced with triumph.
'Holy shit, she's asking for it.' But he played it cool, letting a professional smile creep across his lips.
"The front? That's... our premium package, Auntie. It's more intimate, more thorough. But if you're willing, I'll give you the best service possible. No extra charge, just for you."
Emily's guilt resurfaced in a rush, her mind screaming at her to stop, but the forbidden heat building between her legs won out. She nodded shyly, her voice barely audible. "O-okay... if it helps."
"Turn over then," Alex instructed gently, stepping back to give her space. As she rolled onto her back, the towel slipped away completely, exposing her fully to his gaze.
Her massive breasts spilled free, heavy and round like overripe melons, nipples hardening into stiff peaks from the cool air and her arousal. They jiggled with the movement, the soft flesh quivering enticingly, begging to be touched.
Her stomach was flat and fair, leading down to the pink lace thong that clung to her mound, the fabric darkened with dampness, outlining the swollen lips of her pussy.
Her thighs parted slightly in the shift, revealing the glistening hint of her excitement.
She was a vision of MILF perfection, curves that could drive a man insane, her cute face now twisted in embarrassed desire.
Alex swallowed hard, his cock aching painfully in his pants. "Close your eyes, Auntie. It'll help you relax fully focus on the sensations." Emily obeyed and she lay there vulnerable, her chest rising and falling with shallow breaths, nipples pointing skyward like invitations.
He started innocently enough, pouring fresh oil onto his hands and beginning at her shoulders. His palms glided over her collarbones, thumbs tracing the elegant lines down to the tops of her breasts.
Emily tensed, a soft whimper escaping as he circled the outer swells, avoiding the centers but building the tease.
"This part relieves upper body tension," he explained in a whisper, his fingers dipping lower with each pass, brushing the sensitive undersides of her tits.
Her skin was fever-hot, slick and responsive, and he watched her nipples tighten further, begging for attention.
"Mmm... Alex, my... my chest aches a bit too," Emily confessed breathlessly, her voice laced with shame, eyes still closed as if not seeing made it less real.
"Right here?" Alex asked, his voice dripping with feigned concern as his hands finally cupped her breasts fully.
They overflowed his palms, soft and heavy, the oil making them gleam like erotic sculptures. He squeezed gently at first, kneading the plush flesh in slow circles, thumbs grazing her nipples in accidental flicks.
Emily arched her back and a muffled moan slipped out. "Ahh... yes, there..."
Her body betrayed her as her hips squirmed.
Alex took his time, exploring every inch, rolling her nipples between his fingers, pinching lightly to send sparks through her, then soothing with broad palms.
The room filled with the slick sounds of oil and her growing whimpers, her attempts to stay quiet failing as he tugged and twisted.
"You're so responsive, Auntie," he murmured, leaning down so his breath fanned over one hardened peak. With her eyes closed, he flicked his tongue out just once and tasted a woman's nipples for the first time since he was a baby.
It was a quick taste that made Emily gasp sharply, her thighs pressing together in desperate friction.
Emily's mind was a whirlwind of guilt and pleasure.
'I should stop this... it's too much...'
But her body craved more. As his hands trailed lower, over her stomach in teasing spirals, she finally whispered, "Alex... maybe we should stop... this feels—"
"Just a little more," he interrupted smoothly, his fingers now dancing along the edges of her thong, tracing the lace where it met her skin.
"Your inner thighs are tense too,that's where a lot of stress hides. Let me massage there properly." Before she could protest, he hooked his fingers under the waistband, tugging the soaked fabric down her legs with a slick peel.
"The panties are in the way... trust me, this will relieve everything."
Emily's eyes flew open in shock, but she clamped them shut again, too embarrassed to look.
"Alex! I... oh God..."
Her pussy was exposed now, shaved smooth and glistening with arousal, the pink folds swollen and dripping, her clit peeking out like a needy pearl.
Guilt crashed over her. 'This is sinful... what am I doing?'
But the cool air on her heated core only made her wetter.
Alex teased the edges for what felt like forever, his fingers circling her inner thighs, brushing agonizingly close to her slit without touching.
He spread her legs wider, exposing her fully, his breath hot against her mound as he "massaged" the surrounding skin.
Emily whimpered, her hips bucking involuntarily, seeking contact. "Please... Alex, it's too much..." she begged weakly, but her body arched toward him.
Finally, he gave in, or so it seemed. One finger traced her outer lips, parting them slowly, the oil mixing with her juices in a slippery mess.
"Shh, just relaxing you," he lied in a voice filled with lust. He circled her clit in feather-light strokes, making her cry out.
"Ahh! No, wait... mmm!"
Alex dipped lower, sliding one finger inside her tight, soaking heat.
Emily's world exploded. "Alex! Oh God, what are you—ahh!"
She moaned loudly now, unable to hide it, her walls clenching around his finger as he pumped slowly, adding a second to stretch her.
He curled them upward, hitting that sweet spot with expert precision from his new knowledge, his thumb rubbing her clit in firm circles.
Her hips rocked against his hand, guilt forgotten in the building ecstasy.
'This is wrong... but I can't stop...' Her massive tits bounced with each thrust.
He fingered her relentlessly, the wet squelches echoing as he sped up, his free hand pinching a nipple for added torment.
Emily's moans turned to cries.
"Yes... deeper... oh fuck, Alex!"
Her body betrayed every ounce of her pent-up desire. The orgasm hit her like a tidal wave, her pussy spasming around his fingers, juices squirting onto his hand as she screamed, "I'm cumming! Ahhh!"
She collapsed, panting, her body limp and trembling. But reality soon crashed back.
'What just happened? I let my stepson... oh God.' She hid her face in her hands, shame burning through her. "Alex... that was... I didn't mean..."
He withdrew his fingers slowly, licking them clean with a hidden smirk. "It's okay, Auntie. I did that to relieve your deepest tension, it's part of the premium service. You needed it." His voice was soothing, masking his raging hard-on. "Do you feel better?"
Emily blinked. Her body felt loose, floating, the pain in her back completely gone, replaced by a lingering buzz of pleasure.
She wanted to be angry. She knew she should be angry. But the relief was undeniable. And if she accepted his explanation... then it wasn't a sin.
"I..." She looked down, avoiding his gaze. "Yes. The pain is gone."
"Good," Alex said. "Then my job is done."
"Thank you... Alex," she mumbled into the sheet. "I think... I think I need to rest now. Please leave."
She buried her face in the pillows, hiding her shame.
Alex looked at her naked form one last time. The curve of her hip, the scent of sex in the air.
He was hard as a rock, unsatisfied, and frustrated that he couldn't finish what he started. But looking at her trembling form, he knew he had planted the seed. The barrier was broken. Next time, there would be no sheet.
"Rest well, Auntie," he said softly.
He picked up his basket and walked out of the room, closing the door softly behind him.
As soon as he hit the hallway, the blue screen flashed.
[Mission Complete]
[Client Satisfaction: High]
[Reward Calculation...]
[Performance Rating: ★★★★☆ (4/5 Stars)]
[Rewards: $500 added to Inventory.]
[Career Completion: 20%]
Alex accepted it with a grin, his dick was still throbing, but he has achieved a lot of first times today, and it had been that easy. The System blinked again.
[Ding!]
[Next Client Located: Coordinates Updating...]
This one was away from the house, marked at a home some distance from him. Alex's eyes lit up. 'Time for a better experience.'