John Kellerman: Eager beaver niece

Ricky had parked in a spot where no one would notice them so easily. But Lynn had been nervous anyway. She didn't want any of her school chums who might happen… along on dates to know that she was up there with he first cumin. Ricky suggested a shut walk and they wait up the to the Point. But even there she felt exposed. How would anyone ever understand that she and Ricky were friends. They were kin. They'd known each other a long tine. Long enough to hold hands without letting their feelings get away from them. So Lynn had thought.

But then Ricky had pulled her into the bushes and the magic of the night had swirled around them. His hands had felt heavenly. Sliding up her legs. Up until she was crying. He kissed her tears away and comforted her. But his hands never stopped for a moment. As she sobbed helplessly against his chest she felt him gingerly open the lips of her pussy. He'd pulled her panty crotch to one side to expose her lips. Her struggles were weak and confused.

Lynn had done it once before. In the back seat of a car at a drive-in movie. It had been a mistake. A messy, embarrassing mistake with a boy she hardly knew and didn't really like. She'd been sixteen then and eager to know what love was about. But her date had not been able to disguise his brutal lust with gentleness. He took her like a frightened animal, ramming against her unsullied virginity until she'd cried out with relief as her cherry tore. Since that time Lynn had been sinless. Nothing had entered her cunt but the monthly tampon and occasionally her own finger.

Then Ricky had found the special, velvety spot and his own finger had entered her. Her tears had dried suddenly as she'd premed her lift against him, moaning wit a new emotion. Ricky had bathed her with kisses as her blouse had come undone button by button. And then the most wonderful thing had happened to her tits. Ricky had sucked them. Sucked them slowly, one at a time. Sucked them until new floods of juice had dripped from her slit, bathing his knuckles. As he'd sucked her nipples his finger had never stopped moving inside her. He teased her clit, nabbed the entire length of her crevice until Lynn knew that she'd passed the point of no return. She'd never been turned on like that in her life. Her private finger-fucking pines couldn't approach such thrilling joy. There was no guilt, no fear now. Nothing but the desire for Ricky. She let her cousin undress her all the way. She begged for his cock and Ricky gave it to her. Inch by teasing inch. And then they fucked.

Lynn parked the powerful sports car in the space marked for her and got out. She was a little lightheaded from remembering her night on the hill with Rick. It was pleasurable to remember, but there was another feeling too. One that hadn't bothered her while she'd coupled with her cousin in the pass.

"I can't ever, ever do that again," she breathed to herself. "I can't even let myself be alone with Ricky again." She put on her sunglasses and walked to the front door of the Real Estate Office. Her last thought before going inside was the utter embarrassment she would feel if Ricky's sister Jeany ever found out. Jeany was her cousin, too, and they'd always been friends. Lynn shuddered, drew a breath and went in the office. Chad's secretary gave her a not too friendly look.

"Your uncle said for you to go on in his office. He'll be here in a little bit." The dark-haired girl turned back to her typing. She was in her twenties, svelte and pretty. Lynn had the definite impression that her uncle's secretary wanted to handle the responsibility of showing clients around. But Chad had explained to Lynn that there was too much work for Gloria. Gloria gave her another sharp stare as she opened her uncle's door.

"Please don't mess with those papers on his desk, I just took them in there and I don't want them out of order." Lynn nodded and shut the door behind her.

She circled the room, glanced out the windows, tried the three chain placed for clients. Then she sat in the padded swivel chair behind her uncle's desk. Lynn was naturally curious. She'd always loved prying into drawers and cabinets as a girl. And, after all, her uncle wouldn't mind it, she sort of got the feel of things, would he?

She found the usual paper clips, pencils, pens and paper in the middle drawer. But when she opened one on the side her eyes went wide. There was a box there with cellophane around it. A box which contained twenty-four rubbers. It was unopened. But beside it was another identical box. It was only half full. A thrill shivered through Lynn's chest. Who was Uncle Chad using those things on? She knew that Chad's wife was on the pill. And, anyway, why would he keep rubbers in the office when he used them at home. No, her uncle was using them… here!

"Oh, God," Lynn sighed, fingering one slim, foil packet. Not understanding why she was doing it, she dropped it into her purse. There were so many of them. Surely her uncle wouldn't miss just one. And it excited her to know that something so exclusively sexual was jammed deep in her pocketbook.

Lynn was about to shut the drawer when she aw something under a couple of manila folders. She glanced out the window to see if her uncle had pulled up yet and when she saw that he hadn't, pulled the folders out. There in the back of the deep drawer was a snail bottle of something that looked like oil. Lynn picked it up, found that it had a subtle, somewhat musky perfume to it. It was love oil! She was sure of it. She put the bottle back and picked up the white, grooved handle of what seemed at first glance to be a flashlight. But it was too skinny for that and when she realized what she held she almost dropped it. It was a twelve-inch vibrator. A twist of the base made the thing come alive in her palm. It buzzed with a steady vibration. The smooth, rounded tip was a blur.

She shoved it into the drawer and picked up the last item. A thick leather thong with loops at both ends so that they could be drawn tightly together. Lynn had no idea what her uncle used that for but the possibilities screamed in her mind. She was trembling again. She returned the things and quickly shut the drawer and stood up. There was a dampness at the crotch of her panties that just wouldn't go away. And just then her uncle's station wagon swooped up into the parking lot outside and saw him getting out. She tried to pull her emotions together by the time he breezed into the office. And she was relieved that he seemed preoccupied with something. Something that was bothering him. Lynn was happy to get her first chance to meet some people at a showing at the edge of town where the new development was going in. Just before she left her uncle's office he hugged her waist and told her how pretty she looked. Lynn blushed all the way out to the car.

As soon as Gloria saw Chad's niece pull any she picked up the report she'd been preparing and headed for her boss' door. She was irritated by the presence of another woman, even if Chad was the girl's uncle. At least Lynn would be out of the office most of the time. But still she didn't like anyone around who might compete for Chad's attention. Gloria had plans for Chad. She tapped lightly and opened his door. Chad was bent over a page of figures. He looked drawn and a bit worried. She tossed the report down beside him and went around behind his chair. Her long fingers worked the muscles of his neck expertly and he groaned and leaned back to let her loosen him up.

"What in hell would I do without you, Gloria?"

"You'd get a stiff neck," she laughed, making her fingertips go deeper in the corded tension of his muscles.

"Yeah, you get rid of my stiff neck," he laughed. "but you get me even stiffer somewhere else."

"Naughty man," she hissed, giving him a playful punch before going back to her massage.

"My damned wife doesn't do either for me."