Dave was a great man and had been a huge part of my life growing up. He was my uncle’s best friend. My uncle was ten when I was born, and I grew up admiring him and his friends. I lived with my uncle and grandparents most of my early years and was constantly following my uncle around. His friend, Dave, lived a few doors down and spent most of the time at my grandparents as well. Dave wasn’t a fan of little kids, and that never changed, but I was different. Dave grew up in a broken home and knew my grandparents had custody of me because I had a similar home with my parents. He wanted me to feel I had someone and wasn’t alone, so let me tag along.
It was fun hanging out with my uncle and Dave. Everyone thought it was so sweet seeing two teenage boys being kind, and appropriate with a little kid. Dave used to tell people I was the “Cool Little Kid.”
The years flew by, they both graduated high school, then college, and started careers. I still tagged along with them. Dave being a cop, he helped bail me out of some trouble every once in awhile as a teenager. He couldn’t let his ‘neice’ get in trouble. I got married at sixteen, and I could tell it hurt Dave. I never realized he had feelings for me. I also realized, my feeling for him weren’t out of an “adoptive uncle” relationship, but that of love.
***
Two years of marriage, and a baby later, life wasn’t going well. I needed someone better. I talked to Dave, who despite being hurt had remained close. He had known of the abuse in the marriage, and the long hours my husband was away. Dave asked if I had considered divorce, I had.
“Leave, get divorced and move down to my new home.”
That idea sounded perfect. He was leaving in a month to start a new job as a Sheriff Deputy, about four hours away from our hometown.
That night, started our affair. I knew it was wrong, but it felt so right. I knew I was filing for divorce in a couple weeks, so I used that to justify the affair.
***
It was his last night in town. My husband was home, and I told him I was going to a friend’s place. I’m sure he suspected something was up, but didn’t question it.
I was at Dave’s place for about half an hour when someone knocked on the door. When he went to answer the door, I hid behind the dining room wall. I was near the living room, I could hear the conversation, but I was hidden from the guest. We hadn’t announced we were having an affair, and didn’t want to get caught now.
Just as well, it was my uncle. My uncle, Dave, and I had grown up to be close together, but his best friend dating, and fucking his niece, wouldn’t go over well. They talked and talked. I was wondering if my uncle would ever leave. After about thirty or forty-five minutes, he did.
I heard Dave shut, and lock the door. He called out, “He’s gone.”
I walked out of hiding, and into his arms. I looked up admiring lyrics into his eyes and said, “So now can I have you all to myself for the night?”
He smiled. I knew it was about to be a great night. Every night I could spend with him was full of love. We kissed, he stopped to breathe, “I’m all yours.”
I smiled and took his hand guiding him to his mattress. His house was all packed up for the moving truck, so the room was bare besides a mattress on the floor.
Our hands caressed each other. We kissed, our tongues flicked the other’s. The passion had been building for years, and as he hovered over my body, I could see the passion in his eyes. His hands wandered up my side, removing my shirt.
He supported his weight by putting his hands on the pillow on either side of my head.
We both laughed. I lunged forward, knocking him back to the mattress. Straddling his torso, I leaned in for a kiss. I breathed, “I feel we have a better time without pants anyways.”
He laughed. We kissed, both smiling as our lips touched. He pulled me down, forcing me to lay on him. My hair draped over my shoulder, he tugged at it with his fingers. I slowly began to slide down. I was wanting to ride his cock. I craved the way he felt inside. He turned me down. I kissed him, I pulled back, cupping his face with my hands.
“You better have a damn good reason for me not to have you inside. I craved the way you fit perfectly into my pussy.”
He smiled as he said, “Yeah, I want to taste your sweet pussy. Lick you until you cum. I want to hear your pleasure.”
“Well if you are doing that, we are doing sixty-nine so I can have your cock in my mouth.”
He grinned before saying, “Whatever you want, baby.”
I kissed him gently before turning around. The struggle with sixty-nine, we weren’t close in height. He had my pussy in his mouth, but, I only had a few inches on his cock in my mouth.
I licked and tugged, and he licked and rubbed with both his tongue and fingers.
“Mhmm. Dave, you feel so good. Mhmm.”
His breathing was heavy, I knew he was enjoying this too. After only a couple minutes of playing, we stopped to do a different position.
He was now on top of me, our eyes met in a gaze. We spent a few minutes just looking lovingly into each other’s eyes. He broke the silence with a kiss. Without warning, he shoved his cock inside my tight pussy. I broke the kiss off as I moaned in pleasure, “Mhmm.”
Dave got to his knees. He held my knees as he began to thrust. He leaned in, causing his cock to slide across my clit as he glided in and out of my wetness.
I tugged my hair with my hands. My breathing matched his in perfect rhythm, hot and heavy. I knew my orgasm was on the horizon, and I knew Dave was going to cum any minute too. I took in the moment.
“Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Oh fuck yeah!”
Dave and I came together. That night, I curled up in his arms and felt no desire to leave. I sent a text to my husband and told him I would be staying at my friend Vanessa’s. I don’t know if he believed it, but I wasn’t going to come home.
That night we laid in each other’s arms until morning. When morning came, we woke to my uncle.
“What the hell is this? Dave, she’s supposed to be the niece you haven’t had yet, how could you. Ali, really? What about Ryan?”
Our secret was out, it was actually a nice sigh of relief. However, now we had more answers to give. We were open and honest, I told my uncle the affair was consensual, that Ryan and I were practically over, and that we just hadn’t wanted to make things complicated for everyone.
My uncle stormed out. I knew this would be damaging, but he would get over it with time.
Dave and I got up and got ready for the movers. We packed the last few boxes, and said bye, for now. I watched as his truck vanished off into the horizon.
