(This is not a true story but Katie is based on a real acquaintance of mine. No one is under age in this story, in real life nor are they really related. This is a first attempt at writing. Feedback is appreciated, be kind please and thank you)
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Scott Smith was 45, married and a good friend (some would say best friend) of Mike Wilson several years his senior at 53. Mike's daughter Katie was now a college senior, 22 and every bit of her 5'5" frame as tight as one would imagine a girl who had been active her entire life. Whether it was dance, softball, volleyball, basketball, cheerleading, hiking, kayaking or just running she had excelled at anything athletic. She grew up with Scott attending all of her activities and thus she referred to him as Uncle Scott even though they were in no way related. So when Katie answered the door with a huge smile beaming up at him it was no surprise that she greeted him with a very excited "Uncle Scott!"
Scott Smith, never one to be considered shy or lacking for something witty to contribute to a conversation found himself at a loss for words. "Heyyya Katie Kat" he managed to slur eventually after awkwardly gawking at his would be niece. Her dark hair and big brown eyes always being able to pull on his heartstrings from day one. Anything that Katie Kat wanted from Uncle Scott, all she had to do was ask and she knew it. Katie had greeted him in her work uniform though. She was working at the new local breastaurant and Scott was forbidden from going (by his wife Ashley and his buddy Mike) and now he knew why. The uniform consisted of a very short plaid skirt, a tight low cut and cropped white button down (which despite her small breasts, was struggling to contain them) and topped (or bottomed depending on your perspective) off with a pair of white thigh high stockings.
"Ummm, is your dad home?" He asked, hoping for a reprieve. Her face scrunches into a confused look, mainly at his awkwardness followed by the realization that she was still in her uniform.
"No, I haven't seen him" she replied and abruptly turned away from the door leaving him to follow her.
He immediately sees that following her may not be a great idea because her ass cheeks are alternately peaking out from under the hem of the skirt with each stride. Katie for her part is oblivious to the torment she is inflicting on Uncle Scott at the moment, her head down focused on the small screen in her hand as she's texting her father to find out where he and her mother are this evening.
As they reach the living room she stops suddenly which causes Scott to almost crash into her. If he hadn't been paying so close attention to her (more specifically her ass), that's exactly what would have happened.
"Hmph" She almost sighs. "They went to grandma's." She begins texting again. "I wanted to go." She says almost silently in a pouty voice to herself. When she looks up she notices that Scott's eyes are still trying to get a glimpse of her ass. "Perv!" He hears, followed by giggling which pulls him out of his current state of semi-consciousness.
"Oh shit Katie, I'm sorry." He stammers."I've just never seen you in your uniform. I'm still surprised Mike signed off on this." He states which almost causes his sweet little Katie Kat to sneer.
"Ummm, I'm an adult and daddy's not paying for school anymore so he really had no say." She plops down on the sofa and turns her attention to the TV. "Did you want something?" She asks more than a little irritated by the judgement Scott had unintentionally passed off.
"Oh yeah" staring at her legs he manages to say "drill" pausing awkwardly, which causes her to look up at him, noticing the bulge in his jeans for the first time. An evil grin crosses her lips. "I need to drill, to borrow a drill." He finally pieces together in an almost sentence. She laughs to herself at his obvious struggle with concentration and the confused look on his face as he struggles with the thoughts running through his mind about this "girl" he's known since she was what five years old and he started working with her father. Still pissed about the earlier comment she decides to have a little bit of fun at Uncle Scott's expense.
"I'll help you find it." She offers. Jumping up and grabbing his hand leading him into the garage. "Maybe it's down here?" She pulls the bottom drawer open on the big tool chest. Doing so she bends at the waist which causes the skirt to ride up her ass revealing a thin white piece of fabric diving between her ass cheeks. Lingering she parts her legs which shows the origin of the fabric covering her mound, which to her own surprise is getting a little wet because of her naughtiness. "I don't think it's in here?" He heard a voice say as he stares at Katie's bare ass and barely covered pussy. "Can you see it?" She asks.
