Inna is glad to move on. As she walks she hears a couple of plinks on the marble floor and turns, realizing she has lost the top two buttons on her coat [1]. Cutting her losses, she walks on past a large group of ladies seated and having coffee. She is recognized by her Aunt Jemma despite the veil and knows she can’t just keep walking. “Aunt” is more of a friendly title as they aren’t related.
“Sit down and chat a while Inna. I remember when you had skinny legs and sc****d knees”
Inna walks up to Jemma but doesn’t sit, fearing the coat will ride up, exposing her panties.
“Auntie. It’s good to see you. No time to stay though”
“Your generation. Always in a hurry with no time for what matters.
“The way you dress” says Jemma, turning to a friend “it looks like she’s in her bloomers”
“Nah, she’s just in style. I think they call them booty shorts”
“You kids. So cute but so rude. Don’t know if I should kiss you or take you over my knee and spank you“
“Did you forget this is a party? We put the fun in funeral” she laughs to her self. “Come on, give me the hat and veil, I’ll give them back after”. Inna hesitates and then turns them over. She can’t say no to her auntie.
Now that she can be easily recognized, Inna feels exposed and tries to find a way out of the group.
Aunt Jemma, in a quick move unexpected for an older lady, grabs the band of Inna’s panties, pulling them towards her “come her missy!”. They stretch out and expose much of Inna’s ass. She hesitates to force herself free, afraid she’ll be blamed if she hurts the frail woman or that the effort will ruin the waistband, leaving her panties to slide down around her knees as she walk. Jemma elbows her to the side an slides off the panties in a quick move lowers them down to her knees. Inna’s tight bare rump is exposed and raised up. Her ass jiggles with the first slap…
“At least that could happen” she thinks.
“Jemma, Aunt Sally said that she doesn’t get along with you anymore because you gossip too much. I told her it isn’t true”
“Sally said that. She’s the worst…”
The ladies lean forward and gossip and Inna slips away, minus a couple of items but with her dignity intact.
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