I woke up suddenly and looked at the clock. Something had changed. I had gone to bed for a quick nap while my wife, Sue, was at a meeting and I knew she wasn't due home yet.
But someone was on her side of the bed.
Really... there were not many possibilities. The only person in the house was my niece, Holly. But since Holly was only 18 and I am 45, I figured that wasn't an option. Although she has been pretty flirty with me I knew it was either Holly or the dog and the dog stayed at the foot of the bed and was never under the covers.
I could hear breathing. And felt the bed move a little every few seconds. Whoever it was she/he/it was not trying to be quiet. Almost like they wanted me to wake up.
So... I turned over.
And it was Holly. Under the covers. With her head on Sue's pillow and looking at me and smiling.
Holly had been my best bud from the time she was about 3 until she was 10 or 11. When she hit her teen years the only thing she seemed to like about me was my Jeep Wrangler. Now, just a few days after her 18th birthday, she was cute in a pixie-ish way. A bubble butt, nice legs, a great sense of humor and mischievous eyes. As a kid she had teased me by turning her little ass towards me and daring me to throw something at it. And she loved to jump on me, wrap her arms around me, and scream into my ear... that was not as fun as it sounds.
But here we were, in bed under the covers and I had no idea what it was she was up to. I was hoping that she had stopped yelling into my ear...
Then she whispered, "Pretend I'm Sue..."
Wha??? What did she mean by that? I was feeling pretty confused but, heck, I reached out to her and rubbed her tummy. She was fully clothed as far as I could tell. At least my hand hit the junction between a top and a jeans.. With no idea of what I should do, I poked her tummy...
She grabbed my hand...
I thought, "Uh oh... was that the wrong thing to do?" I was almost on the verge of apologizing to her when she moved my hand...
Down.
This confused me even more... down? There was not very far "down" to go without getting into "private" territory. I moved my hand one way and felt her inner thigh... and the other way... inner thigh again. With her hand still over mine I knew there was only one place my hand could be...
I tentatively rubbed the spot where my hand was laying and her gasp...