Aunt Wendy's Generosity

by Jen L. Lee © 2013

My first story for you in 2013 - yay! I hope you all enjoy it! ~~Lix from Jen

Wendy Wilkes is the proprietor of a high-end shoe store in the Tri-State area. She caters to only the most beautiful women and has several repeat customers. Some of them would never have thought to their footwear anywhere else. Her reputation for service was impeccable and so was the quality of each shoe she sold. Wendy would rather have risked losing a sale then to sell a shoe she did not think was quality. She inspected each shoe that came into her shop from top to bottom. Even a few famous manufacturers had slipped up on occasion and sent her shoes that were not up to their standards and most assuredly not hers. Back they went and if the company called to complain, they got an earful from the intense, beautiful brunette. Since childhood, Wendy wasn't intimidated by anyone. Several of her teachers found that out the hard way. She had worked hard to achieve great success all of her life. She often told her niece Barbara that the best victories were the ones that did not come easily.

Barbie adored her gorgeous aunt. She thought the sun rose and set on Wendy and that she could do no wrong. Since hitting her early teens, she had wanted to work in the store and see how her aunt had achieved her great success. Wendy was always at the height of fashion and style. Barbie wanted to emulate that in every way that she could.

Wendy had turned down several of her niece's entreaties to work in the store. "When you're a little older, I promise to give you a job and let you discover all the secrets to my success," she would smile at her sister's child. "I want to make sure that you're mature enough to handle all of the responsibilities. As I have told you several times, I made my fortune through hard work, excellent service and no small amount of ingenuity," she told the petite redhead.

Barbie adored sexy shoes almost as much as her aunt. Sadly, she couldn't really afford them. She had started her own paper route at the age of 13 and would scrupulously save as much as he could. By the time she was 14, she had managed to save up enough for a very high quality pair. She went to Wendy's store and with her aunt's assistance, indulged herself in the sexiest pair of white high heels she could find. Wendy gave her a nice discount and she felt so sexy in them. She also enjoyed the added height. Barbie wore them for a few days and then put them away in her closet. Even now she only wore them on special occasions, like on rare dates or to parties or on holidays. Her mom and Wendy had both taught her to take good care of her favorite possessions and that had been yet another lesson she had taken to heart.

Her 15th birthday happened a few days before New Year's Eve and when she opened the box from Wendy, the teen gasped. Inside was a pair of Louis Vutton stilettos that likely cost around $600 retail. Inside the box with the heels was a birthday card and a note -- Wendy was finally offering her niece a part-time job! The pretty redhead felt as if she was walking on air and it wasn't just from the sexy high heels!

She arrived at Wendy's shoe boutique bright and early the next morning as the note had instructed her to do. She had also worn something pretty, those instructions were also in the note. Her aunt gave her a big hug upon her arrival.

"I want you to pay close attention to how things are done around here," Wendy told Barbie. "Store policy is that we go the extra mile for our customers; service is the most important function of the store." Wendy looked her niece over with an admiring series of glances. "I see you're wearing your new shoes. Do you like them?"

"Of course, Louis Vutton stiletto heels -- who wouldn't?" Barbie gushed. "Now I own two expensive pairs of heels, I'm a lucky girl."

"Good," Wendy smiled. "If you continue working here, you'll find yourself able to own a lot of nice pairs. Some of my customers are very generous and I give staff discounts, of course."

"Generous? What do you mean by that?"

"You'll find out in due time. Let's introduce you to the other ladies you'll be working with," Wendy said. Even today, Wendy was the true picture of elegance in a gray silk blouse, black leather pants and ankle-high, high heeled black boots. Barbie thought her aunt was stunning with her auburn hair and aquiline features. She often wished she was tall like her aunt and her mother. Sadly, she had inherited her height from her father's side of the family.

Barbie was introduced to the other members of the staff. There was Cayenne ("It's really Katie, but I hate that," the pretty black girl told Barbie. "I'm Cayenne because I'm hot stuff.") and lovely exotic Toy, who Barbie had met on several occasion. She was even tinier than Barbie at exactly 5'. Adriana was almost stunning in her 6' blonde beauty and finally, she met Raven whose hair was as dark as her name. There were two other girls, one who was not working today and Brooke, who Barbie was replacing. "She's on maternity leave," Wendy said, rolling her eyes.

"Why is that a bad thing?" Barbie asked curiously.

"It's her fourth," Raven said in a mellow, low voice. There was something about Raven that Barbie found intriguing. She seemed to have a carriage that the others didn't. All of her aunt's staff were beautiful and exquisitely dressed. Barbie was almost surprised that there weren't more men in the store buying gifts for their girlfriends or wives.

"We get a few male customers, from time to time," Adriana explained as they all showed her around and talked. "We make them comfortable and sell them whatever they need, but we don't go out of our way. Some are just here to gawk at the pretty sales clerks. Plus, a lot of our female clientele come out of their way to visit us because of our service and they don't want a bunch of men milling about."

"I'm not quite sure I understand," Barbie smiled as Toy brought morning coffee for all of them before they opened for the day.

"You didn't clue her in, boss?" The diminutive Asian girl asked.

"There hasn't been sufficient time yet, but I will," Wendy smiled, patting Toy's hand. "If I know my niece, she'll be quite capable of handling anything that comes her way."

All of the staff chuckled at that, leaving Barbie even more puzzled. The others were in their late teens and mid-20's and she was the youngest of the bunch at 15. She hoped that she would fit in and was attractive enough to work for her aunt and do her proud. She intended to bust her hump for Wendy and earn her place.

They finished their coffee and started the work day. It was a slow morning so the women were able to talk freely and answer questions their newest member posed for them. Barbie knew that there still was something they weren't telling her. She sensed Wendy had cautioned them to keep quiet for a while. Barbie knew she'd be able to find out from Wendy in short order.

Mid-afternoon, a customer came into the store. She seemed to be in a frenzy. "I broke my favorite pair of heels and I have an engagement tomorrow night," she wailed to Wendy, who offered her a big hug.

"Calm down Alektra, I'll call my cobbler," Wendy assured her. "I'm sure that he can fix your heels for you. Meanwhile, I've gotten a new shipment of Jimmy Choos in stock. If your credit card can handle it, why don't you have a look?"

The woman's face broke into a broad smile and she hugged Wendy. "You always know just what to say, don't you darling? I could certainly use a little shopping therapy -- is Brooke available?"

"Sorry dearest, Brooke is on maternity leave."

"What, AGAIN?" Alektra sighed.

"Sorry," Wendy said with an uncharacteristic sheepish grin. "I'm sure that Cayenne or Toy would be more than happy to be of assistance."

It was then that the imposing woman noticed Barbie. "Who is that young beauty?" She asked Wendy. "Is she the young woman you've hired to replace Brooke? She is positively delicious!"

Barbie wasn't quite sure what was going on, so she wisely kept silent. Wendy smiled at her customer. "Yes, she's going to be working here while Brooke is away. She's my niece and her name is Barbie. Barbie, come over here and say hello to Mrs. Cantrell."

Barbie had to stifle a gasp. The name now rang a very loud bell. Alektra Cantrell's family owned several influential businesses in the Tri-State area. She was the kind of woman who got what she wanted and Barbie knew that this woman had to be a very important customer to Wendy. She came over and actually did a small curtsey as she said hello.

"What lovely manners," Alektra smiled at the petite redhead. Barbie noticed the dazzling color of blue her eyes were. "I'd certainly love it if you waited on me, dear girl, and gave me your personal attention."

"I'd be more than happy to assist you in whatever way you ..."

Wendy quickly intervened. "Alektra darling, as much as I would love to oblige you and let my niece earn her first big commission, I'm afraid I haven't trained her as yet. I wouldn't ever want you to leave my shop disappointed. You understand? Please, I know that Cayenne would love to assist you, she isn't busy. Are you, dear?"

Cayenne shook her head and there was an excited look on the dark girl's face that Barbie didn't understand. Her aunt had told her that she paid the girls a small commission but it certainly wasn't enough to invoke that kind of a reaction. Alektra nodded and took the black girl's hand as they walked around the shop. Soon after, both vanished into the back rooms where the storage and changing areas were. They didn't reappear until nearly 90 minutes later and the pair were both smiling broadly.

"What a wonderful -- sales technique -- Cayenne has," Alektra smiled as they placed all of her purchases on the counter. "My mood is much brighter, although I will miss dear Brooke."

"Brooke will be back as soon as she's able," Wendy smiled as she rang up the purchases. "Your shoes will be fixed by tomorrow afternoon. Was Cayenne able to find everything you were looking for?"

"Oh yes, and more," Alektra smiled again. "Still, I do hope I get the chance to have your adorable niece serve me next time."

"I'm certain we can make some kind of arrangement," Wendy said as she kissed the woman on the cheek. "It's always a delight to see you Alektra, please come again soon." As Alektra left, Wendy turned to Cayenne and smiled. "Good work, Cayenne -- that one is incredibly hard to please."

"She's not so bad, boss," Cayenne giggled. "You just have to know how to handle here, with the right touch and all."

"Still, there'll be a little extra in your pay next week," Wendy smiled. "She spent nearly 3 thousand dollars. Alektra is a very old, very dear friend and if she's happy, then I'm happy."

"Which means I get to be happy," Cayenne giggled. The others laughed with her, aside from Barbie, who still had absolutely no idea what was going on.

"Poor Barbie," Raven smiled. "She looks like a deer who has been caught in the headlights. Don't you think you should let her know what's going on, Wendy darling?"

The others all looked over to Wendy, who shrugged and then recovered with her usual savoir faire. "I suppose I should because she'll need to know the details if she's to make an informed choice," she said to one and all. "Come with me Barbie, ladies, keep an eye on the store, please."

Wendy took the hand of a mystified Barbie and led her to the back room. "I hired you because you've shown yourself to be very mature for your age. I know that you're a responsible young lady, but it doesn't hurt at all that you're a little doll. What I am about to show you is not something you are to discuss with your friends at school unless you are absolutely, 100% positive they can be trusted. Do we understand each other?"

"Sure Aunt Wendy, I guess, but what's all the big deal ...?" She was going to say "about" when Wendy opened the door of what Barbie had thought to be a storeroom. It wasn't that at all. It was a lovely bedroom with mirrors and a large, comfortable bed and lamps. She turned to Wendy and asked "Is this for you or the staff if you're feeling ill or have to work late for inventory so you can rest?"

Wendy shook her head. "Not at all. This is for the girls and for the special customers."

Barbie looked at her aunt and was still feeling a bit obtuse. "I'm afraid that you've lost me," she said to the woman.

"It's part of our service, don't you see?" Barbie shook her head, so Wendy painted the picture on a large canvas. "Some -- many -- of our customers have little quirks, fetishes you might say. Some like very high heels; some are into feet, stockings and such. We try to -- accommodate those customers, women like Alektra. They're free to come here, away from prying eyes and -- indulge themselves with my girls," Wendy explained.

"You're like a Call Girl service!" Barbie gasped. Wendy's hand quickly covered her niece's mouth.

"Keep your voice down Barbie. Remember, we have a need for discretion. No, nothing like that. Yes, the girls have sex with my customers and many of our clientele have their favorites. However, they aren't paid unless the client wishes to leave them a little something. I started having little flings when I opened the place 10 years ago and some of my girls just followed along in my footsteps. Quite often, the client will offer a nice tip or buy a girl a pair of shoes she thinks she might like. Everyone benefits," Wendy smiled.

"So you're a ...?"

"A lesbian, you can say it out loud. Yes. I'm not the monogamous type and this gives me a chance to indulge myself with some particularly lovely, classy women. I love sexy clothes and heels and every day, I get to wear something sexy. If I'm not with a client, quite often one of the girls will make sure I'm taken care of. Dear Raven is particularly slutty, despite her posh demeanor," Wendy laughed.

Barbie giggled, although it was a giggle of nerves. "What made you decide to let me in on your little secret, Aunt Wendy?"

Wendy smiled at her niece with a very unusual look in her eyes. "Because I think you might be comfortable here, you'll -- fit in. I've seen the way you've been observing everything and the way you look at my staff and at me. If you're honest with yourself, I think you might just discover that you're into women."

Barbie balked -- she had never given her sexuality much thought. She had only a bit of experience with kissing boys and it honestly hadn't been anything that thrilled her. Could her aunt be right? Could she be bi-sexual or a lesbian? She certainly wasn't opposed to the idea and the more she thought about it, the more she realized it was a distinct possibility. She was always noticing pretty girls and the way they dressed, even a few of her teachers and her mom's friends had caught her eye. She was into sexy clothing and she'd let her mind drift towards Sapphic pleasures a time or two. There weren't any boys in her school who caused her mind to wander, but there were more than a few girls. Her co-workers were beautiful, to a one. Why not just allow the thoughts and see where they lead her? She nodded at her aunt and then smiled.

A few minutes later, a gorgeous, busty redhead entered the shop in near-hysterics. Barbie wondered if this was a normal situation for Wendy's shop. "I need some new shoes, my daughter is bringing home a new girlfriend tomorrow and we all know what that means," she said to Wendy. "I'd love Brooke's personal attention, if you can spare her."

"I'm sorry Victoria; Brooke is away on Maternity Leave."

"What, AGAIN?!"

"I'd be very happy to assist the lady, if I would be satisfactory," Barbie spoke up. The redhead whirled around. She was gorgeous, tall, with large breasts and sexy long, tapered legs. There was even a slight resemblance between Barbie and the sexy, voluptuous redhead.

"And you are ...?" Victoria asked.

"I'm Barbie and Wendy is my aunt. I'm here while Brooke is on leave. I'd be happy to assist you in -- whatever -- way necessary," Barbie spoke. She made sure to look over at her aunt, who nodded back. If Barbie was willing to jump in the deep end of the pool, Victoria would be a great start.

"You're lovely and I do need -- assistance," Victoria smiled, handing the staff the bags she had brought in with her. "Yes, I'm certain that you'll do just fine. I trust we won't be disturbed?" She said to Wendy.

Victoria allowed Barbie to lead her to one of the rooms. She sat on the bed and smiled at the woman. "You're going to be my first, but I think you're incredibly beautiful. Whatever you want is fine with me, I hope you'll forgive my inexperience."

The curvy redhead began to remove her coat and then her dress. Underneath it she had been wearing a pale, pink silk teddy with heels that matched. "Darling girl, I am ever so flattered that you thought enough of me to offer up such a treat. How old did you say you are?"

"Almost sixteen." Barbie fudged the truth a little bit.

"Lovely. I was a very naughty girl at your age. I hope that will be true of you. Do you like my body?" She asked Barbie.

"Oh yes, you're so sexy and curvy and I like redheads, like me!" Barbie gushed as the woman sidled beside her on the bed. Victoria took the younger girl's face in her hands and kissed her. "Ooh, that's nice -- more please," she breathed. Victoria was more than happy to accommodate her. "You have a wonderful touch," Barbie sighed. "I've never felt so aware of my body. I know I'm going to like having sex with you."

"Please feel free to touch me everywhere and kiss wherever you feel comfortable," the curvy redhead smiled. "We don't have to rush; my daughter and her girlfriend won't be here until tomorrow. I have both time and money to spend."

"Does anyone actually come here to actually buy shoes?" Barbie giggled as she parted the pretty lingerie to openly touch Victoria's large breasts.

"Oh my, yes," Victoria sighed. The little redhead had good instincts. "But it's like any business; you spend your money where you get the best quality and the best service. Mmm, that's nice baby, lick my tits."

Before today, Barbie had never touched another woman intimately. Now, she was letting her hands explore Victoria's ample curves. The woman was larger than some, yet every inch of her was firm to the touch. She allowed the teen to play with her body and when they would kiss, they sucked tongues eagerly and rolled around. Victoria didn't rush to undress Barbie; she liked the petite beauty and wanted to enjoy the experience for as long as she could savor it. Her mouth hungered for the sweet, young pussy and yet, she knew that it would be all the better for the time she took to get there.

Barbie loved the silk and lace that was covering the other woman's body. She touched her gently and stroked her skin, loving the soft tan and the pale freckles. She had always hated her own freckles, but on Victoria, she found them quite sexy. Did her own appear sexy to someone else? Now her mouth was travelling down Victoria's body. She knew that her client's lingerie was likely quite expensive, so she allowed Victoria to guide her as to how to remove it and with what speed. She loved the soft kisses that were raining down on her own body and came to the awareness that she was at the very least, bi-sexual. Being with another woman made her entire body come alive. She knew her pussy was soaked and wanted nothing more than Victoria's face between her legs, satisfying the new hungers that had been awoken within her.

"I love your enthusiasm, darling girl," Victoria breathed. "You remind me a bit of my daughter, you even look a bit alike."

"Your daughter? Are you implying ...?"

"I'm not implying anything, my sweet love; I have sex with my daughter. It was she who initiated it a few years ago after my divorce. She's the naughtiest little thing and didn't want her mommy going without," Victoria smiled as she cupped Barbie's sweet peaches. "She knew I was sexually attracted to young women, so she made sure she was my first. Whenever she comes home on school breaks, she brings me a nice, sweet young treat to enjoy. I, in turn, treat her and her friend to some new lingerie or shoes," she panted as Barbie's fingers moved in and out of the damp recesses of her pussy.

Barbie was stunned by this and yet, it turned her on. Incest wasn't wrong, in her opinion, once you were an adult and understood all of the rules. She had once had a sex dream involving herself and Wendy and her mom. She vowed to make part of that dream come true and ask Wendy if she'd be willing to show her some tricks, under the guise of improving her "work related skills". Her mom would never do something so daring, but Wendy was an admitted slut.

The two redheads moved all about the crisp, white linens of the bed, seeking their nipples and pussies and anything they desired to keep their sex-play warm and loving. Remembering what Wendy had said about some of the women liking attention paid to their feet, she massaged and kissed Victoria's lovely feet. Victoria was sighing and loved the attentiveness of the young girl. She also loved the teen's sweet nature and the gentle, unhurried way she made love. "You're going to become my new favorite," she sighed softly. "You're not as skilled as Brooke, but I love your pretty face and body and you have such enthusiasm," she told the girl who was moving between her legs. Barbie's face was in deep between Victoria's satin-smooth thighs and she was eating her first pussy. She vowed that unless another customer came in first, Wendy would be her next. Having sex with her older, skilled aunt would likely be an inconceivably naughty experience and would lead to lots of orgasms. She thought perhaps she'd ask Wendy if they could have dinner together and she would offer herself up as dessert. There was no doubt in her mind that her sex-crazed aunt would go for it!

She worked feverishly to make her gorgeous customer cum and when Victoria suggested what they would try next, she was all for it. A languid sixty-nine was next and after that, they toweled off with linens provided and shopped for shoes. Victoria found 3 pairs she liked and one for her daughter. She also insisted on buying a pair for her new friend, which meant Barbie now had three pairs in her own collection. When she left, she kissed Barbie in front of everyone and told Wendy "I think that you should keep this one even after Brooke comes back. She's my newest friend," she smiled and winked at Barbie. The staff all applauded her first big sale once Victoria left. Wendy beamed proudly and told Barbie that Victoria likely would return in a few days.

"She spoils that daughter of hers rotten," Wendy grinned. Barbie wondered how much her aunt knew about Victoria and her daughter. She decided not to say anything, deciding client confidentiality was highly valued here.

"Aunt Wendy, could we have dinner together tonight?" Barbie asked her aunt. "I'd like to discuss a few things about my sales technique and my future with the company," she smiled.

Wendy grinned back at her and Barbie was sure that Wendy knew just what she was talking about. "Of course, my sweet darling," she smiled back. "If you keep making sales that, your future with -- the company -- will be very bright indeed," Wendy told her. "You'll also find that my bonus system can't be beat."