Living in a quiet suburban neighborhood has its advantages. After 20 years with my wife, she passed away suddenly leaving me alone in the house. While we never had our own kids, we acted as extra aunt and uncle for many of the neighborhood kids. The development had less than fifty homes resulting in a somewhat tight knit group of neighbors who always looked after each other. After my wife died, the neighbors would take turns visiting me to make sure I was all right.
One of my favorite adopted nieces, Jenny, was particularly attentive, coming over at least once a week to talk. Her parents moved into the neighborhood over 10 years. She was finishing high school now and had grown up to be quite a beauty. She was a cheerleader and gymnast. Her thin body was starting to fill out, with nice hips and small breasts. She stood about five foot one and weighed no more than 95 pounds.
One late Thursday afternoon she dropped by after school. I had just sent her a birthday card for her eighteeth birthday, so she stopped by to thank me for it. The weather was threatening outside, so I suggested that she get home before the storm, but she said she would wait it out until it stopped if I didn't mind. The company was nice, so I agreed. We talked about her school and friends as usual, and had some soft drinks. Since she had come straight from school, she was still in her cheerleading outfit. Her small body looked so cute along with her long blond hair.
Finally we got to the topic of boyfriends. She had recently been asked out on a few dates, but had only gone to one dance so far. She told me that she had a date coming up on Saturday with Bill, whom she really liked. I was happy for her until I saw some concern in her face. I asked her what was wrong, and she told me that while she was excited about the date, she had never even had a real kiss and was very nervous about whether she would do it right. She asked me if I would please help her learn about kissing. I thought about this for a minute, and while I it seemed a bit strange, I really didn't think there would be any harm in it.
She came over and sat next to me on the sofa, and I reached down and kissed her lightly on the lips for just a second. She put her hands on my shoulders while we kissed, and it was very lovely. She smiled and thanked me. With her hands still on my shoulders and her face just a few inches from mine, she looked deeply into my eyes and asked me to teach her to french kiss. I quickly explained the basics to her and leaned towards her again. This time, after our lips touched, I parted my lips slightly, and felt her tongue moving to the tip of my lips. I put my tongue against hers, and they twirled around each other for a second. We kept this up for almost a minute while she slowly moved her arms around me closer. Finally her breasts were pressing against my chest, and I broke off the kiss to make sure things didn't go too far.
When we stopped, she tried to start the kiss again, and I backed off. She seemed a little disappointed, but then she had a big smile on her face. She told me that it was fantastic and that she got a tingly feeling all over, especially between her legs. Just then, she flicked her white cheerleading skirt up and started rubbing herself on the crotch of her gold panties. She saw that I was embarrassed, so she stopped and flipped her skirt back down. She apologized for embarrassing me and explained that her skirt was designed to show off her uniform undergarments, which weren't panties, just part of the uniform. They still looked just like panties, and I could see that they slid into the slit of her pussy. After a short while, the rain stopped and she went home, giving me a small kiss as she left.
I didn't see a lot of Jenny after that day for quite a while, and I felt bad that we were not as close, at least for a while. About a month later, she stopped by my house after school again. She seemed very happy to see me and we immediately started back talking as we did in the past. She told me that she had been very busy in school with cheerleading, gymnastics and studying. Also she told me that she was now going steady with Bill. She told me that they had done a lot of kissing and she really appreciated the lesson I gave her. I looked at her and realized that she had grown up a lot in the last six months. She was a little taller, and while her breasts were still small, they were nice B cups. Jenny was wearing a flower print dress with thin straps which made her shoulders fully exposed. Her long straight blond hair was sun-bleached and it looked very nice flowing down almost to the middle of her back.
