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Looking After Aunt Lisa

Looking After Aunt Lisa

by filthysam32
14 min read
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adultfiction

Chapter 1

Emily sat at the kitchen table of her apartment, reading over the job listings in the newspaper again, she had already phoned every number of the advertisements that she was qualified to do.

The dull kitchen light illuminated the tiny room. Her head resting in her hands as she ran her eyes over the page, desperate to see something she had missed.

There was nothing. She had no idea adult life would be this hard, moving out of home after she left high school she decided to get a real job. She hated studying and couldn't bear the thought of going to university. Besides her parents never studied and they turned out fine.

Emily had used up all her savings in a matter of months and was still unable to hold down a job. Tears fell to the paper from her eyes, smudging the ink.

At this rate she would be evicted in less than a month and could hardly afford to keep herself fed for the next few days.

She dragged herself off to bed and tossed and turned, her stomach in knots from the stress, she eventually fell into a slumber after crying herself to sleep.

The next morning the telephone woke her up, she threw on her gown and ran into the lounge, hopefully this was someone responding to her many applications.

"Hello Emily speaking?" She answered, trying not to sound too excited.

"Emily dear! I heard you were in town; it's your Aunt Lisa!" Chirped an older woman's voice.

Her heart fell slightly, though it was nice to hear a familiar voice.

She hadn't seen her aunt in several years, and just so happened to move to the same town as her once she moved out of home.

A pang of guilt hit her as she realized she never even reached out to say hello.

"Oh hi Aunty!" She said with extra enthusiasm.

"Yes I live in Brookdale now too, sorry for not calling yet." Emily said sheepishly.

"Oh never mind that darling, I know how busy you teenagers can get with your busy lives" Said her aunt.

Emily looked around herself at the dead silent apartment.

"Y-yeah, busy beaver" Emily said, trying to sound convincing.

"Well I won't keep you long, I am calling as your mother said you were having a spot of trouble with money? It just so happens my live in nurse has had to depart on short notice and I need somebody to help look after me, you could stay here for free if you would like to take on the job?"

Emily took a moment to think about it, she had no qualifications of any kind to do with nursing.

"Thankyou for the offer Aunty but I'm not really qualified to do that kinda stuff, sorry" Emily replied.

"Not a problem deary! You don't need any sort of qualifications, I'm not bedridden, just need a bit of help around the house and things that's all." Her Aunt replied cheerily.

"Well, if you are sure you don't mind then... sure. I can give it a go" Emily said.

"Excellent! How soon can you move in?" Her Aunty asked.

"Well, I'm actually between jobs as it happens so there isn't exactly anything keeping me here, I can pack my bags and be there today." Emily replied.

"Perfect" Her Aunt replied.

Emily got her address, had a friendly chat with her Aunt and hung up.

When looking on a map was surprised how far out of town her Aunt lived, it was miles! She checked the bus route and luckily there was a bus that passed through there, though only once per day.

She packed everything she owned into a large suitcase, arranged her departure with the landlord and hopped on the bus.

As she rode along the road she wondered if this was another step back for her. She also started to realize that getting a job might be even more difficult now that there was an even larger commute to the town.

But at least she would have a roof over her head, and a bit of company.

Emily paid close attention to where the bus was to make sure she didn't miss her stop.

"Here please!" She said loudly for the driver to hear.

He pulled over at the lonely mailbox at the end of a dirt road, nothing but pastures and hills all around.

She got off and watched the bus disappear down the road, leaving her in silence. She nervously checked the mailbox and confirmed it was the right number and started her walk down the driveway.

The cold air making condensation as she took heavy breaths, lugging this suitcase with her was heavy work, and she was having to strain herself to keep going.

Finally, the house came into view, she was disheartened to see it was quite small, not nearly the size of the farmhouses she had seen on the bus trip here.

The grey skies started shedding raindrops, so she hurried to the front door and gave a knock.

"Is that you dear? Please come on in, you must be freezing!" Her Aunts voice said from inside.

Emily tentatively opened the door and made her way inside.

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There on a couch sat her Aunt Lisa, Emily was surprised to see she had gained a bit of weight since she last saw her.

"Hi Aunty!" She said.

"Oh look at you dear, even more pretty than the last time I saw you! Come give me a hug" Her aunty stretched her arms out.

Emily didn't want to decline so placed her suitcase and walked over to the embrace of her aunt. She felt the large womans arms wrap around her and noticed a slightly pungent smell, she tried not to breathe in. Meanwhile she could hear her aunt take a large breath in through her nose.

"So good to have you here, thank you dear for coming." She said to Emily.

"Totally fine Aunty, glad to help. I should be thanking you for letting me stay" Emily replied gratefully.

"My knees aren't what they used to be dear, but please make yourself at home, your room is just there next to mine" Aunt Lisa said twisting in her seated position to the room nearby.

Lisa smiled and made her way in. She wasn't too surprised to see it was a cramped room with just the essentials, a single bed in the corner, a set of drawers and a bedside table.

'At least it's free, I shouldn't complain' She thought to herself.

She spent some time unpacking and made her way back to the lounge where her Aunty remained.

"So what do you need me to do?" Asked Emily

"Well, I have lost a bit of mobility so need help with a bit of housework, cleaning, cooking."

Emily was happy enough with that, after all she had being doing those things for months now and had the hang of it.

Her Aunt continued. "And a bit of help cleaning myself too dear, since it's hard for me to move my joints around.

Emily felt a touch of panic, should she have expected this? She didn't know how to clean someone, and her aunt of all people.

Emily made sure not to show her feelings and simply said "Ok".

Besides, she couldn't exactly decline the offer at the last minute like this. She was an adult now and could get used to it.

Emily wasted no time diving into the housework, before long she had the house in ship shape. Cleaning the dishes, sweeping the floors and so on.

By dinner time she had made the house a far sight better. Aunt Lisa was ecstatic.

"My goodness sweetie, you are an angel! The last girl didn't try half as hard to make my home so nice"

Emily felt herself inflate with pride. Seeing her Aunt so happy made her feel the same. Besides, it was the only positive thing she had happen in several weeks.

Emily made some dinner and helped her Aunt Lisa to the dinner table, the journey of which made it apparent that Lisa really did have issues with mobility, her large frame towering over Emily.

Emily was worried that if Lisa collapsed, she would be trapped under the large woman and suffocate, but they made it, though slowly.

Later that night Lisa slowly made her way to the bathroom, where she called out to Emily who made her way in.

"This may be a bit awkward dear but I do need a bit of help with this part" Her aunt said with trepidation.

Lisa was standing halfway into the bath shower, hanging on to the mobility rail she had installed.

Emily tried to get over her own surprise at seeing her aunt Lisa nude, but figured she better get used to it sooner or later and walked over forcing a smile. "Sure thing Aunty"

She awkwardly lifted her aunt's leg into the bathtub and helped her lower into the shower chair that was placed ready in the bath.

Emily wasn't sure if she should stay or leave, so waited.

Her aunt used some soap to wash herself slowly under her arms and breasts, and down her frontal area. But once she had reached all the easy spots turned to Emily with an uneasy look.

"Dear, I hope you don't mind cleaning my other bits..." Lisa said tilting her head back and looking behind herself.

Emily was hoping she wouldn't be asked but took the soap and sponge and leaned into the bath.

She tried not to scrunch her face up as she washed her aunties upper back, then lower back, and finally her ass cheeks.

Not sure where to stop, Emily assumed that she would have to clean between the cheeks too. So looked away and reached under. She felt the big wobbly globes as she scrubbed back and forth, getting a little deeper each time.

She thought she heard her aunty let out a moan of pain and quickly stopped.

"Sorry dear, please continue" Lisa said catching her breath.

Emily continued where she left off, and was surprised at how deep the ass crack of her auntie was. She made sure to do the job right and tried not to think about the fact that she was cleaning her aunt's anus.

"Ohhhh" Her aunt said again, making Emily Stop in worry.

Her aunt spoke up. "Oh I am sorry dear, you are doing a fantastic job, the sponge is just a bit rough for my sensitive bits that's all."

"Sorry auntie, what should I use instead?" Emily answered with concern.

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"Well I don't have much else you see, I wouldn't ask you to use your hands as that is far too intimate, that's enough for tonight thankyou deary" Lisa replied.

Emily was relieved and helped her up and out.

Drying her aunt with a towel wasn't such a big deal.

After helping her aunt to bed, Emily too retired. Her mind replaying the events of the day, a lot had happened, and she didn't know how to feel about it.

She felt overwhelmed when she had to clean her aunt, but she had pushed through it. Surely it couldn't get worse than that. She had a roof over her head anyway, and that put her mind at ease.

The next morning Emily awoke from a deep sleep, it took her a few moments to realize where she was, and then noticed her name being called by Aunt Lisa.

She quickly dressed herself in a gown and made her way into her aunt's room.

She found Lisa sitting on the edge of the bed, in what looked to be pain.

"Oh sorry for waking you sweetie, I am in desperate need of the loo"

"Not a problem" Emily chirped, feeling well rested.

The pair slowly made their way to the toilet, her aunt releasing a few farts along the way.

Emily scrunched her nose at the strong smell but didn't make a fuss.

Finally, her aunt fell onto the seat and with a face of relief immediately started taking a shit, before Emily had even left the room.

Emily heard the large plops and quickly could smell the bowel movement from her aunt, who had an embarrassed look on her face.

"Sorry honey I couldn't hold it any longer" Her aunt said.

"It's fine, don't be sorry" Emily tried looking indifferent to the situation, but still swiftly exited the room and took a breath of fresher air outside.

A realization struck Emily, that she would probably have to take care of her Aunts wiping situation too.

She felt a bit nauseous at that, but didn't dwell on it.

A few minutes later she heard her name again. So made her way back into the toilet.

The strong smell of poo hit her nostrils and almost made her eyes water. She wanted to gag, but held herself together.

"Sorry about the smell Emily, I hadn't been in a few days, could you help me wipe dear?"

Emily had prepared for the request and so grabbed the toilet paper and leaned behind her aunt, who tried to lean forward to give Emily access to her anus.

Emily made sure to have a healthy handful of toilet paper and started reaching down slowly, she hoped her aunt didn't notice the small retch she made as she started the first wipe.

Emily could feel the sludge sliding along the paper she held and dropped it in the toilet.

She repeated the process a few times until she felt like she could bear to look at the paper, seeing only a small few streaks of brown she gave her aunt one final wipe and helped lift her off the toilet.

She flushed the toilet and helped her aunt along. Emily noticed the smell was much less bad now, she had become nose blinded.

Emily was laying in her room, reflecting on the days events. Feeling rather disgusted at what she had to do.

Then again, she also felt bad that her aunt was in this situation too. Her aunt probably felt as embarrassed as Emily felt grossed out.

Emily decided not to be selfish about it, it was only natural, and someone had to do this whether it was Emily or a nurse.

That night in the shower, Emily was already much more at ease with cleaning her aunt.

She merrily scrubbed her back and buttocks again, but this time when reaching in her aunt's crack, discarded the sponge and used her soft hands.

Emily was surprised how hot the temperature of her aunt's ass crack was and noted the soft silky skin as her soapy hands swept back and forth.

Without realizing, Emily then found herself rubbing Lisas anus with her soapy hand. Emily felt a strange calmness to herself, probably because she had already dealt with much worse. She made sure to give it a decent wipe to clean it and heard her aunt moan again like last night.

"Sorry aunty, ill be gentler" Emily said, removing her hand.

"That's quite alright dear, you did very well" Lisa said in response.

When Emily dried her aunt, she noticed that even after she had patted her vagina dry as she went down, it was wet again as she stood up, so gave it another wipe. It left a noticeable sheen to the towel, like a trail of mucus.

Emily didn't want to draw attention to it so left the subject alone.

That night Emily found herself drawn to her womanly needs and silently rubbed her clit.

She breathed deeply as she was approaching orgasm, she clenched her eyes and couldn't help seeing flashes of her aunt's wet pussy juices on the towel. The sensation of her aunt's ass crack, and even the texture of her aunt's asshole.

She wanted to fight the images and feelings, but was losing control, and had a powerful orgasm.

As soon as she regained her thoughts, she was overwhelmed with shame.

What is wrong with me? She wondered. Feeling her own pussy leaking as she continued thinking of her aunt and her body.

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