I recently had the opportunity to go back to my hometown of Winnipeg, Manitoba. My aunt was getting married, to her second husband. Now, the last time I had been in Winnipeg some fifteen years ago, I had been 15. My Aunt was happily married, with three young kids, two girls and a boy. I was going to be flying in, and my wife and two girls would be driving in about a month later. I was combining business with pleasure on this trip, which is what I always liked to do. I was going to be here for at least a month before my wife arrived. As it was going to be very late when my plane landed, and my oldest cousin Julie, who was now 19, was getting off work late she had volunteered to pick me up, and let me stay at her place for the night.
As I exited the terminal I was looking for Julie. I had seen photos of her grad so I know what she looked like. I stopped dead, and couldn't help myself from staring at Julie. To say the least I got quite a shock. My cousin Julie was a hot number! I guess she was only about 5 foot three inches, but if she weighed more than 100 pounds I would be surprised. She was dressed in a white T-shirt and cut-offs, both of which accented her curves. I would say her breasts were only a B cup, but on her they seemed perfect. Combined with a small waist, beautiful legs, shiny red hair, and piercing green eyes, the total package was a 10!
"Scott!" Julie cried. "What's wrong?" Julie was looking around, trying to figure out what I had been staring at. We had been talking a great deal on the phone lately, and we had gotten to know each other really well. She knew just about everything there was to know about me, including the fact that I dearly loved my wife and kids.
"Julie!" I replied, shaking my head. I put my luggage down, and held out my arms. She hugged me back, and I smiled, "You know Julie, that grad photo of yours does not do you justice!"
My cousin looked at me funny, and smiled, "Why thank you, but I personally think I am too skinny! My boyfriend keeps complaining that he is always afraid he is going to hurt me when we horse around or have sex!" Now, that wasn't what I was expected, and I flushed, but I didn't let it bother me.
"Well, I will only say two things to that. One is that your boyfriend seems to be pretty selfish and immature if he could say something like that, and the other thing is that I think he's a fool! You are incredibly sexy, and I think you look just perfect the way you are!"
Julie blushed at that, and then said, "Thanks, Scott. I don't think you realize just how much that means to me. To here someone finally say something like that to me, well it feels good."
By the time this was said, we had collected my luggage and were approaching her car. She had a racy little convertible that her Father had bought her for a grad gift
She opened the trunk and put my bags in the back, then opened the passenger door and held it open for me. As I climbed in she gave me another quick hug, and said "It's good to finally meet you, after all I didn't really remember you from before!"
I smiled at that, said, "How to you think I remember you - as a baby!" She grinned at me as she got in the car and off we went. I kept looking over at Julie, checking her out. I could occasionally get a glimpse of the beginnings of her smooth breasts as she turned this way or that. My dick was responding to this nubile young body beside me - cousin or not. I was shifting in my seat, trying to conceal my hardon. Julie took the scenic route back to her apartment - not that there was much to see at 130 in the morning. We finally made it back to her place and she said, "Well here we are. It's not much, but I like it, and it's very cheap!"
She led me up a flight of stairs - no elevator. She entered her apartment, and turned the light on. It was a cozy little one-bedroom apartment. Small kitchen, tiny bathroom that connected to a closet-like bedroom and a decent sized living room. "Mom is expecting us for brunch around 11. Do you want to go right to bed, or did you feel like talking for awhile?"
"Let's talk." We spent a couple of hours really getting to know each other, then when I looked at the clock and realized that it was almost four in the morning I said that we should go to bed. Julie insisted that I use her bed, as my 6' frame would find her loveseat an extremely tight fit. I didn't try to fight her, as I have already come to realize that the to of us both have a stubborn streak! She said she was going to have a quick shower, then go to bed. I went into the bedroom to go to bed. I sleep in the nude, so I had stripped down, and I lay down on the covers. My dick got hard as I started to think about my cuz, and my cuz naked in the shower with the water cascading down her young, sexy body. I got so horny, I started to jack off. I closed my eyes, and started to get into it. My eyes flashed open when I heard a startled gasp from my left!
There, to my utter horror and surprise, was my cousin. She was standing there in a short towel wrapped around her, barely concealing her curves. I quickly pulled the covers up, as she stammered, "I'm sorry, I just forgot to get my night gown."
I slowly covered myself with the quilt (not that it hid much,) looked at her and said, "No problem. We are both adults, right? Go ahead and get what you need." Julie entered the room slowly, and then shyly turned and looked at me.
