My name is Rob, I am 45 years old, single and thanks to selling my very successful engineering business a few years ago, decidedly well off! As a result of the sale, I own a property that comprises a large house, numerous outbuildings including a large garage for my collection of classic cars, a lake and about 100 acres of woodland. I now spend my time between looking after my land and collection of classic cars, some charity work as a trustee for a local charity and running a small business consultancy.
Friday
My phone pinged with a text message:
"Hi Uncle Rob, I am all finished at Uni, I will be coming home on Saturday after the end of term parties. XX."
This was my niece, Georgina, or Georgie for short. She is 21 years old and as you can see has just finished University. Both of her parents, my sister and brother-in-law had been killed in a car crash a couple of years earlier and since then I had taken over the role of surrogate father, helping her to navigate her way into adult life without the people who had done such a great job in raising her and providing a home for her when she was not at University.
"Looking forward to seeing you," I replied, "I will send a link to the rail account for you to collect your ticket. Just let me know what time you will get to Taunton and I will pick you up. XX."
"XX" Came the swift reply.
I logged onto my account with train company and booked her a first class ticket for anytime on Saturday, assuming she may have a hangover and would not need an early start.
Saturday
Saturday arrived and I was surprised to hear that Georgie would be arriving at Taunton at 11 am, much earlier than I was expecting. As she had finished University I thought that I ought to greet her in style so started up my 1960's Aston Martin DB6 Convertible (the same model as owned by The King).and drove down to Taunton to collect her. The train was on time and she ran to give me a huge hug when she saw me standing on the platform.
"Your carriage awaits," I told her.
"You brought the Aston!" She shrieked when we got to the car park, "Can I drive?"
"No way," I laughed, "you know that nobody else drives this car."
"Worth a try," she said as we stowed her bags in the car.
We set off for home which took about 20 minutes. When we arrived Georgie said,"I love this place, I suppose I am going to have to find somewhere to live now that I have finished my studies."
"This is your home," I replied, "you can live here for as long as you want, I am not going to tell you to leave, besides, I like having you around, the house feels much less empty when you are here."
"Thanks Uncle Rob, you are the best!"
"Anything for my favourite niece," I quipped.
"I am your only niece," she reminded me.
"Which obviously makes you my favourite," I replied.
"I have got us some lovely sirloin steaks and a fabulous bottle of Puglian red wine for this evening, after Champagne to celebrate you finishing your course," I told her. I have some jobs to do in the woods this afternoon if you want to relax here or chill by the lake?"
"I will go down to the lake later," she told me.
So, I set off to the woods in my ATV with kit for cutting back an area that was being choked by invasive plants. I worked for a couple of hours and when I decided to head back, the ATV refused to start. "Amateur," I told myself, I had forgotten to put any fuel in it! I set off down the pathways that criss-crossed the estate, heading back towards the house which would take me by the lake.
Just as I started to see the lake through the trees I spotted Georgie walking to the swimming beach that I had had put in; I was about to shout to her when I stopped dead in my tracks as she lifted her sundress over her head to reveal that she was naked underneath. I knew that I should move away and respect her privacy and not be a pervy uncle, but I was transfixed by how gorgeous she looked, her curly red hair, cute face and then her beautiful breasts, not large but not small, just right on her slender frame. I could not stop myself looking lower to see a small landing strip of pubic hair to match her head.
She then startled me again by squatting down and peeing, obviously unaware that I could see her, once finished she ran and dived into the water, emerging after a few moments and swimming strongly to the diving deck that was anchored about 20 yards from the shore and 20 yards closer to my concealed position, about 40 feet from the bank and about 12 feet above the water. She climbed onto the deck and lay down to soak up the sun. I knew that I should move away but any movement might alert her to my presence, so I stayed fixed to the spot unable to stop watching her.
She then ran her hands over her body, tweaking her nipples to make them stand out and causing me to achieve full erection in the confines of my jeans. Could I relieve myself without her noticing? I unzipped myself slowly, not wanting to make any noise at all, eased my engorged cock out of my jeans and slowly started to masturbate, pre-cum oozing from the head of my cock. Georgie by now had moved her right hand lower and was clearly strumming her clitoris. "Oh Uncle Rob!" she gasped, causing me to stop mid stroke, had she spotted me? "Oh yes, yes, lick my pussy for me!" She was clearly fantasizing about me and moving rapidly towards an orgasm. I increased the pace of my own ministrations and stifled a yell as I shot cum onto the forest floor. I quickly zipped myself up and moved as quietly as I could away from the lake and headed back to the house, thinking that the image of Georgie on the diving deck was going to be sticking in my mind and be replayed many, many times.
I went to the equipment shed and got some fuel for the ATV and was just about to start walking back when Georgie appeared through the trees.
"Hi," I said, "good swim?"
"Wonderful thanks," she replied, "what's up?"
"The little John Deere ATV ran out of petrol, I am on my way to retrieve it."
"Why don't we both go in the old Land Rover?" She asked.
"That would be a great help, you can drive the Landy and I can bring back the truck and it will save loads of time."
So I got the Landy out of the car barn and we set off through the woods until we came to the abandoned ATV. I filled the tank and she started as soon as fuel pumped its way through the system, "see you back at the house!" I shouted and we set off down the track back to base.
That evening we enjoyed dinner together and polished off most of the red wine and had moved on to port with cheese when, out of the blue, Georgie asked me "Uncle Rob, you're not gay, are you?"
I spluttered into my port, "No, what on earth made you ask?"
"It's just that you never seemed to have had a regular girlfriend and I just wondered why a gorgeous, handsome, eligible man would still be single."
"Well," I replied, "When I joined the family business I was so wrapped up in developing it that there didn't seem time for relationships beyond the odd hook up, I was far too selfish about work for a relationship to develop. When I sold the business a few years ago I did start to think about a partner and went on loads of dates with varying levels of success. The problem arose when I brought anyone back here, their eyes just lit up wondering who they had bagged, none of them could help it and I want someone who accepts me for being me not someone who practically has an orgasm on the driveway."
"Well, that explains a lot," Georgie laughed, "but what about your "needs", physically?"
