With sunlight streaming through the thin curtains, she woke up. Rolling over with a groan she allowed her eyes to focus on the clock...11:18am. She'd wasted the best part of the day!
'Shit, I really need to get a job' she thought. But not just yet. She had just finished 6th form college and turned 18 a few weeks before, and she had the whole summer ahead of her before going off to University. Some time to relax.
She lived with her Dad, an only child. Her Mum had left them when she was 10, and her Dad hadn't remarried. He had always treated her well and done a fantastic job as a single parent, never shying from the 'difficult' talks and lessons while also allowing her to have her freedom to a safe extent.
Knowing she was alone in the house, she rolled out of bed and padded down the hallway to take a shower. Stopping to appraise herself in the full length mirror in the hall; grabbing her tits and giving them a shake. Nice handfuls, not too big or too small. Nice and perky!
Turning sideways, gaze moved down to her wide hips and peachy ass. She was slim, not skinny and a perfect hourglass shape. Her naturally blonde hair framed her face and reached down to the top of her shoulders.
'Wonder why I can't keep a boyfriend...' she mused to herself. 'Probably because I don't put out!' She allowed herself a couple of rubs of her clit, and shuddered. She didn't really know why she hadn't had sex with any of her past boyfriends yet...it's not that she wasn't a horny teenager like her friends, and had used dildos and vibrators like them. It just didn't feel right with any of the boys she'd been with. And they all had tiny dicks!
Regaining focus, she continued down the hallway and took her shower. Returning to her room she opened the curtains wide and took in the weather, a beautiful sunny day which was a rarity in UK. Taking full advantage, she threw on a light summer dress with no bra. She only planned on sitting in the garden, so decided to leave off her panties too.
Picking up her phone for the first time of the day, she saw a text from her Dad: "Hey Sweety, I've just had to nip out to run some errands. I'll be back around 1pm. Remember Clive is coming to stay for a few days, and is arriving around the same time'
'Shit' she thought, for the second time in half an hour. 'I forgot about Uncle Clive'.
He was not really her Uncle, just her Dad's best friend. He'd moved 3 hours away a few years ago for work and regularly came back to visit. 'Better put some knickers on after all' and grabbed a pair of white cotton panties from her drawer.
The day progressed without incident, until a knock on the door right on time...'must be Uncle Clive' as she headed to the door to let him in.
'Christ! You've changed!' She said when she opened the door. She hadn't seen Clive for a couple of years as she had been away on school trips the last couple of times he'd visited. He stood around a half foot taller than her, and was a lot more tanned than she remembered. His stomach was flatter and he had definitely been working out. His dark hair was taking on a few streaks of silver.
Much to her embarrassment, the sight of him instantly made her pussy lips tingle. She shook it off and chided herself for being ridiculous. He's way too old!
'You can talk!' He replied 'you're an absolute knockout!' The tingle became a quivering and she felt her knees weaken slightly as she blushed. 'Stop it' she said with a shy smile. 'Plus, dad will be back any minute in any case' she thought to herself'
He didn't bring much but she helped him with his bags anyway, up to the spare room. Coming back down to the kitchen she put the kettle on and made a drink for them both.
Settling on the sofa in the lounge, they made small talk....weather, work, school...the usual shit. Time seemed to pass quickly with easy conversation, and it seemed every few minutes she was either catching him looking at her with lustful eyes or he was catching her doing the same. Inevitably, the subject of boys came up.
'Tell me then, do you have a boyfriend yet? Surely with that body and personality you're beating them off with a stick?'
'Unfortunately not...it seems I have a reputation...' she replied. He just raised his eyebrow in that quizzical way I remember. 'A reputation....as a prude' she was embarrassed to say.
'Oh! Really?' 'Yes it would seem that turning down just one or two pushy boys is enough for that these days'
He shook his head in disbelief 'this is the difference between boys and men I'm afraid, maturity!'
A few seconds passed in awkward silence as she considered what to say next. He broke it with 'hey, where's your dad anyway? Shouldn't he be here by now?'
She looked at the clock and realised with a start; yeah he should be! It's almost 3pm...he's nearly 2 hours late. She went back through to the kitchen where she had left her phone meaning to call him. When she picked it up she saw another message:
"Hey - I'm held up, actually looks like this is going to take a really long time. Don't expect me back until after dinner tonight. Take care of Clive will you? Get a Chinese or something and I'll give you money back when I get home" panic over.
She explained things as she plopped back down on the sofa, noticing that he had moved just a little bit into the middle of the three seater. She could have sworn he had a naughty smirk when she told him her dad would be later than planned as well. The pussy tingle was back again!
'You know if it's a confidence thing around boys, I could give you a few pointers' he said quietly, almost embarrassed to say it. The tingle was suddenly a flood of warmth!
'Wh...what do you mean? Like you'd...draw diagrams?' She replied. 'HA, erm no I was thinking more practical instruction!'
'Oh...erm I'm not sure, wouldn't that be wrong? You're my dad's best friend' her words came out in defiance of her body's urges.
'It would be naughty, yes. But who better to learn from than someone you can trust! I tell you what, you wouldn't even need to get undressed, I will just teach you with your clothes on. Ok?'
'Hmm, ok then I suppose that's true...' she conceded. 'How do you want to do this?'
He responded by taking her face in his hands and kissing her full on the lips. She relaxed her body back onto the sofa and let his tongue explore hers and her hand explore his bulging arms.
She shivered as he ran his hands up her sides, and could feel her nipples stiffening under her dress. He gently grabbed her tits over her dress and started massaging them, tweaking her nipples playfully. His kissing moved to her neck and slowly down.
Growing bolder, she pulled the v neck of her dress to the sides and exposing her perky, pink nipples to him, which he immediately started to lick and nibble playfully. Her back arched off the sofa and she moaned deeply. He stopped briefly to remove his t-shirt and expose his toned abs and chest, before resuming his oral exploration of her breasts.
