Taste the flavors of my niece and sister-in-law.

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I am 33 years old this year. Now that the country has reformed its system, I have bought out my working years and am idle at home with nothing to do. My wife runs a business, but I am lazy and unwilling to help her. So I am idle at home and have developed a lustful desire. I started to stare at women, but I was afraid that the prostitutes nowadays were not clean, so I kept refusing to find prostitutes. But my lust was unbearable, so I set my sights on the women in my wife's family.

My niece is actually my wife's niece. Her name is Zhang Jing. She is 20 years old this year, 1.68 cm tall, and looks very mature. She is slender but not lacking in fullness, especially her large breasts, which make many women envious.

Because I had nothing to do all day, I was either online or causing trouble. After my wife smoothed things over for me a few times, she got angry and gave me a notice: I had to do something, either find a job, start my own business, or face the consequences. Since I had always listened to my wife after we got married, I didn't dare to argue. After weighing my options, I realized that the eight-hour workdays I used to work had already driven me crazy, so I decided to start my own business. I went to the market every day to check the market trends and finally decided to sell clothes, specifically women's clothing. Now I had to make money off women.

I found a good location and rented it; it wasn't expensive, only 3,000 yuan a month. I quickly started renovations and hired waitresses. Several waitresses came, but I didn't like any of them—either too ugly or not attractive enough. My wife was furious and asked me if I was looking for waitresses or a mistress. I quickly explained that I'd be here every day, so the waitresses had to be pleasing to the eye. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to eat if I looked at a dinosaur every day, and if I didn't eat, I'd lose weight, get sick, and have to be hospitalized—that's expensive! My wife said, "Don't let me catch you, or I'll castrate you!" (Sigh!!! What a shrewish wife!)

That day, I was directing the workers on renovations when the phone rang. It was my niece, Zhang Jing, calling. Apparently, she was free at the moment and, hearing that I was about to open a clothing store, asked if I could come work for her. Just thinking about her mature, voluptuous figure and those large breasts made my little brother involuntarily stand up. I readily agreed, saying that the renovations were in progress and she could come and help with the work. My wife nodded in agreement, saying that having a family member to keep an eye on things would put my mind at ease (I couldn't help but secretly rejoice; little did you know what I was thinking).

The renovation was almost finished, and since Zhang Jing was helping me keep an eye on things, I went to check out the merchandise. I went to the Wu'ai Market Clothing City, and since it was almost summer, there were so many different kinds of women's clothing that I was overwhelmed. I had no choice but to call a friend who also works in clothing and ask him to help me stock up. My friend was very accommodating and arrived in 20 minutes. He pointed out a few of this year's new and popular styles, and in no time, he had a huge pile of them. I figured the shop would be full. I realized it was almost noon, so I loaded the goods into the car and took my friend out for lunch.

The shop was quickly renovated and looked bright and clean when the goods were displayed. I handed the shop over to Zhang Jing to look after, and then went to the market to see what else could sell. After all, I could run a small business myself. When I arrived at the lingerie market, I saw many different styles of women's lingerie, especially the sexy ones and all kinds of thongs. My lust was aroused. If Zhang Jing wore these thongs, her plump buttocks exposed, with just a little bit of fabric covering her fleshy vulva...

I couldn't stand the thought, so I quickly called the owner to bring some goods. The owner was very enthusiastic and introduced me to a lot of new products after asking where I sold them. I bought a lot more women's lingerie, especially the sexy thongs, the less fabric the better.

Back at the clothing store, I asked Zhang Jing how sales went that day. She said it was great. I went to the back and brought out the women's underwear we had stocked that day for her to set up. Being a young girl, she was fascinated by every single piece. When she picked out the thongs, she asked me, "Uncle, what's this?"

I pretended to glance at it casually and said, "Those are your women's underwear. You don't even know that? Haven't you ever worn one?"

Zhang Jing's face immediately turned red with embarrassment. She said, "How can I wear this? There's so little fabric, it won't cover anything. I've never worn this before."

I looked at her blushing face and teased her, "These are sexy panties, that's the effect we're going for. What else do you want to cover? If you've never worn this before, try it on. You can wear any of these. After you're done, let me see how it looks."

Zhang Jing blushed even more, spat at me, and said, "Uncle, you're so naughty!" Then she ran to the shop in front.

I calmed myself down, making my erect penis lower its head before standing up. I couldn't very well walk to the front with the tent still up. When I got there, I saw Zhang Jing still blushing as she looked at the thongs. I thought to myself, I shouldn't go too far today. I need to take it slow and steady to win this girl over. So I said to her, "Xiao Jing, hurry up and set up the merchandise. Here's the list."

After all, she's family, so I didn't need to hide the purchase prices from her. Sometimes she even set the selling prices. Watching her slowly set up the merchandise, I thought I should use a little favor to win her over. So I said, "Xiao Jing, wear whichever clothes you like. It'll be good advertising for the store." Zhang Jing lowered her head and replied softly: "Hmm."

My shop has a front and back room; the front is the storefront, and the back is the warehouse. The room is quite large, and there's even a double bed. Zhang Jing lives quite far away, so she stays here at night. Because I sell women's underwear, I can't sell it in the front, so I'm responsible for stocking the shelves, while Zhang Jing handles all the sales. When we're not out of stock, we get bored, so I brought my computer from home and set it up in the back room. But there's no sofa, so I can only play games on it. I even personally taught Zhang Jing how to use my computer because it contains a lot of movies, pornographic pictures, and incestuous articles. I deliberately let her use my computer at night; it was for a purpose.

That day, I was playing a game when Zhang Jing came in and said, "Uncle, those underwear are selling very well; you should go restock."

"Which ones?" I asked.

Her face flushed again, and she whispered, "Those with very little fabric."

I smiled and said, "Okay, I'll go get some right away."

This time, I ordered a lot more daring ones, like completely transparent ones and open-crotch ones, etc. Basically, I ordered whatever the wholesaler said was daring. I rushed back excitedly, partly because I wanted Zhang Jing to see these even more daring thongs as soon as possible, and partly because who doesn't want to make money?

I rushed into the shop and, seeing there were no customers, said to Zhang Jing, "Xiao Jing, come help me move these to the back. Let's see if my selection sells faster this time."

Zhang Jing was much more generous this time, taking the merchandise to the back and examining each item one by one. She said, "Uncle, why are these getting more and more revealing?"

I laughed and said to her, "Don't women these days like to show skin? Did you wear those last time?"

Zhang Jing blushed again, but generously replied, "They're all too small; they're all showing."

Hearing this, I was immediately aroused again and hurriedly asked, "Where are they showing?"

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