It was a beautiful day to have a party. A birthday party. Alice was turning 19 and her father had a big surprise for her, on top of letting all of her friends from college come over to celebrate. Her father was taking her shopping to get a new dress. And not a dress for church, or a sundress, or any of the bland things she usually wore. He was taking her to get a party dress, something to show off her beautiful young body. She looked in the mirror as she did her makeup.
Alice was everything a man would want in a fresh-faced young woman. She was only about five foot five, but she had piercing, dark, amber eyes. Her ebony tresses fell in curls over her shoulders, almost reaching her small, pert B-cup breasts. Her skin was tan. She was a good God-fearing girl too. But today, she thought, she was going to get a dress so cute that she would let a boy get to second base. Now boy had ever touched her lithe body, and she had only kissed two boys (never with tongue). She wondered what it would feel like, a guy's naughty hands caressing her. She tingled a little bit just thinking about it.
As she walked down stairs so her father could take her to the store, her father stood by the front door. "Honey..." He said. "I do have one more thing I want to tell you about your party. Your Uncle Frank will be coming and spending a few days with us. He'll be coming to your party. I know he's not your favorite person on Earth, but he's family. Just keep an open mind, okay?"
Alice chewed on her lip. She hated Uncle Frank. He was a creep. It seemed like since the day she turned 18 he was trying to spy on her. He was always at the bottom of the stairs as she climbed them wearing one of her knee length sundresses. He never knocked when he came barging into her bedroom. His hugs always lingered longer than they needed to. Something about him, something that Alice couldn't put a finger on, made her feel like a powerless object when around him. It was Alice's turn to speak now. "Okay Daddy."
Alice and her dad wandered from store to store trying on dresses. Her father gave all the necessary compliments when his daughter would emerge from the dressing rooms in the various outfits. Then she saw it-the most beautiful dress she had ever laid eyes upon. The dress was lime green with just enough shoulder straps so that her bra straps wouldn't be visible. She tried it on. The neck line showed just the perfect amount of her demure cleavage. Her only complaint was that the dress was short. Very short. Whereas she normally felt comfortable in knee length dresses, this one came to about where her fingers met her hand. It showed off every curve of her body. She looked in the mirror. She felt like a princess. She heard her dad's voice.
"Are you decent sweetheart? I want to see."
She smiled. "Yes Dad! You can come in."
He smiled warmly as he took in the sight of his daughter. He had to admit, she was a woman now.
"You look radiant. Do you like it?"
Her smile broadened. "I love it. But it's so short...and we can't afford it."
"We'll manage." He clapped his hands together. "Well, I think we've found our dress."
Alice was on cloud nine all the way home from the store. When she arrived home her father said that Uncle Frank would be there soon and that she should jump in the shower now so she'll be ready when her friends arrived. As she washed her long beautiful hair she heard a jiggle at the door knob. She wasn't worried as she'd locked it, but just to be safe she shouted that she was in the shower. A few seconds later her old, fat, balding uncle came barging through the door. Alice instinctively turned her back to him, although the glass on the shower door obscured all but her silhouette.
"Uncle Frank!" She shouted. "I'm trying to take a shower! I'm...I'm not decent! I'm naked! Besides I locked the door."
Her uncle chuckled dismissively.
"Oh sweetheart, you know that lock is garbage, and it's not like I can see anything. I just needed to wash my hands before I help your mother with dinner."
He began washing his hand, watching her outline in the mirror.
"UNCLE FRANK GET OUT! Geez there's a sink kitchen!"
He pretended to get a hit of inspiration.
"Oh how could I have forgotten! Enjoy your shower!"
He left the bathroom, closing the door behind him. Alice was in a pickle. Frank and her dad grew up together. Her dad was always trying to get his daughter to like her uncle. But to say that this overstepped a boundary was an understatement. She tried to push the incident out of her mind and she put on the beautiful green dress. Now with makeup on and her hair put up she looked like a literal beauty queen. She had to admit, every boy at the party was going to want her. She liked feeling sexy, though she rarely did. She liked feeling like an object of desire. Then she grumbled at the thought of being an object of her uncle's desire.
Her uncle waited for her at the bottom of the stairs. "Of course." She thought to herself. She tried to tug the short dress down as she descended the stairs, but she was fairly confident her lecherous uncle had gotten a peek at her bikini cut little purple panties.
"There's my beautiful niece. Come give your Uncle Frank a hug."
Before she could come up with an objection, he embraced her tightly, pressing her petite frame and her small breasts against his fat body.
"Hi...Uncle Frank..."
Was that an erection she felt pressing into her stomach?
"Did you have a safe drive up?"
Though she thought it must be her imagination, Frank's hand had wandered down to the small of her back.
