Tessa was excited. Not only was it State Fair week but her Uncle Bob was coming to stay with them for several days. Lately he hadn't come as often as when she was younger and his visits had always been happy times. Her mother, in particular, only seemed really relaxed and happy when he was around.
He wasn't married which puzzled Tessa when she began to think about such things. She had asked her mom why once and she replied that he must not have found the right woman.
"Well, if he wasn't your brother I'd marry him in a second" she had retorted "Wouldn't you?"
"Well, I suppose I might think about it..." her mom had answered with an odd look on her face.
Tessa hoped he would take her to the Fair again - several years ago, the last time they had gone, she had fallen back against him on the steps of the house of mirrors and when he had reached to steady her his arms had ended up wrapped around her chest, his hands on her breasts. It still made her nipples get hard when she thought about how that had felt. He seemed young and handsome, with dark hair and a body that looked great in a swim suit. She had had a crush on him for ages and the incident at the Fair had added the element of sexual fantasy to her feelings.
When she got home from school his car was sitting in the driveway and she hurried up the steps and into the house. She found him in the kitchen chatting with her mom who was working on dinner. He was dressed in jeans and a short sleeved shirt and looked as handsome as she remembered.
He turned to her and smiled warmly when she entered "Hi Tessa, how was school?" He stepped toward her and extended his arms and she accepted the hug, feeling suddenly shy and excited at the same time as her chest pressed against him.
"Fine" she offered, stepping away and flushing slightly.
"Hasn't she grown up Bob?"
"Oh Mom!"
"Yes, she's turned into quite the young lady hasn't she?" His admiring gaze only flustered her more.
"I'll go up and change while you two finish supper." She turned to escape, sure that her face must be bright red with embarrassment.
"Can you set a fresh towel in the bathroom for Bob while you're up there honey?"
"Sure Mom"
Tessa hurried up to her room, anxious to escape the confines of the kitchen. Once she reached the security of her room with the door safely closed she flopped down on the bed and relaxed. Her uncle had been genuinely pleased to see her, and he had called her a lady, and he had looked her over as a man would - his gaze even lingering briefly on her chest. She got up and stood in front of the mirror, unbuttoning her shirt and pulling it open to expose her bra covered breasts. Never small, they had filled out nicely since his last visit. She took off her shirt, unhooked the back and let the straps slide down her arms. Her breasts were large, but not so heavy that they hung down without support. They simply settled a little and stuck out proudly, her nipples clearly defined in the center of the large pink aureoles. She cupped them and rubbed the nipples with her thumbs till they stuck out and thrust out her chest. Yes, she was sure he had stared at them a little longer than was necessary - or strictly polite.
Unzipping her skirt she let it fall to the floor and then chose a clean pair of jeans and a tank top T shirt to wear. She hesitated, looking at the bra, before deciding that her mother was sure to make some embarrassing comment if she didn't wear it.
As she finished dressing she remembered about the towel and hurried to the linen cupboard. Choosing a large soft blue bath towel and a matching face towel and wash cloth she went to the bathroom to set them out. The door was closed and she opened it without thinking and was halfway through before realizing that her uncle was standing there fully naked.
"Oh! Excuse me Uncle Bob, I should have knocked. Here are the towels" she managed, her face flushing madly as she tried not to stare at the long thick shaft of his penis hanging down in front of his scrotum.
"Thanks Tessa, don't worry about it" he answered, taking the towels.
She turned and without even closing the door hurried back to her room and closed the door. She stood there, her heart beating madly, the image of her bare-chested uncle standing there with his naked manhood hanging down between his legs consuming her thoughts.
Her experiences with sex (other than masturbating with her fingers or a vibrator) had mostly been confined to dimly lit back seats of various cars, and even when a boy had convinced her to suck him off it had been in a darkened bedroom. The sight of her uncle standing fully naked in the brightly lit bathroom had been shocking but exciting too. He hadn't seemed particularly embarrassed either. Well, she thought, he was probably used to having women see him naked.
She wondered how many of them had put their hands on his "equipment". Some of them had probably even put their mouths on it! A twinge of jealousy came over her and impulsively she reached up under her shirt and unhooked her bra. Slipping the straps from her shoulders she pulled it off, threw it on the bed and stood in front of the mirror with her chest thrust out. She stood there for a minute, examining her bust. The shape of her breasts was clearly visible including her nipples. Pleased with the result she headed downstairs to help finish the dinner preparation.
Uncle Bob and her mother were chatting at the counter when she reached the kitchen.
"The food is almost ready Tessa, could you set the table for us?"
"Sure Mom"
"I'll help you Tessa" her uncle offered.
"OK, I'll get a clean tablecloth. We can start with that."
She found a nice floral patterned one and brought it out to the dining room while her uncle removed and folded the dirty one. They spread and straightened the clean one while he asked her about school and her college plans. The got out place settings for three and she returned to the kitchen for condiments.
He was setting the silverware when she returned with salt and pepper to set at the center. Moving next to where he was working she leaned forward with the shakers just as he reached in front of her to straighten a setting. Her chest pressed against his forearm for a moment before he withdrew it, pulling it across both of her breasts as he did so.
Neither of them reacted overtly to the touch. Her uncle continued his inquiry into her favorite subjects and she began to set out the plates. She was now opposite from him across the table when she looked up to answer a question. His gaze was clearly fixed on her chest and it seemed a long moment before he raised his eyes to meet hers.
She answered the question and then glanced down as she headed for the kitchen to bring out the food. Her puffy aureola were pushed out in little mounds beneath the thin fabric of her top with her nipples, stiff and erect, at the center of each. 'They look like cherries on an ice cream sundae' she thought and imagined someone licking the ice cream and sucking on the cherries. 'No wonder he had been staring' she thought, flushing a little but pleased as well with his obvious attention.
They finished setting the food out and sat down together without further ado. The meal proceeded in ordinary fashion except that Tessa kept hoping to catch her uncle staring at her chest again. In this she failed, perhaps because the presence of her mother had improved his manners, until her mom got up to fetch dessert from the kitchen. She had turned her head for a moment to call to her mother not to forget a serving spoon. She turned back to the table to find her uncle's eyes riveted on her chest.
She asked him if he would take her to the Fair again and he nodded, his eyes meeting hers and smiling.
"Sure Tessa, that sounds like fun. When do you want to go?"
"How about tomorrow? I'll be sure to finish my homework early."
"OK, it's a deal."
They finished eating and cleared the table together. Her uncle said he would take care of the dishes with her mom chiming in that she would help him.
