"Are you going to fix mom's truck today? Oh... let me turn the morning news for you." Erica said smiling at me when I approached the family room with a cup of coffee.
"Yap! That's the plan. I want to get it done bore it gets hot out. I may start by 7.30 or so..."
I glanced at my niece laying on her stomach on the couch with chin on the armrest. She was still in matching pair of short pajama pants and a lose top that she wore to bed last night. With remote in hand, she looked at me and smiled again before turning the local morning news channel. "There you go!" she said and started to bounce her legs back and forth from her buttocks to hand rest on other end of the couch while still laid on her front. Her long legs, the pale white skin just below the hem of her pajama shorts, round buttocks covered in flowery garment looked so incredibly attractive. That's my niece...
"Thank you dear!" I said adoring her beauty.
I sipped my coffee watching the morning news...
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Since her husband passed away, my eldest sister Joann has been living in her old house with her only daughter Erica. I lived about sixty miles away from them and divorced without children of my own. Joann has always been kind to me when we were growing up, perhaps because me being the youngest in the family. She treated me bit differently than she treated other siblings. Evidently, she had a special sport in her heart for me. Pushing late mid-thirties and being a bachelor once again, I had made a point to visit Joann and my niece Erica at least once a month.
My niece Erica had just graduated from high school and was just over eighteen. She was stunningly beautiful for her age with nice teen body, great perky breasts that even older women would envy. Rightfully, no teenager should even be allowed to have an elegant figure that is highlighted with nice pair breasts that push up into her cloths or pair of buttocks so round and firm. She was pale in complexion with shoulder length brown hair that often dangled as she skidded around crisscrossing her angelic face. Of course, I have never looked at her with lewd thoughts but I always admired how she filled up from being a bony little girl to an attractive one as any other uncle would. Whenever I can, I did much as possible to fill the vacuum that her late dad had left. For the most part, she treated me as buddies than an uncle, but she was always respectful in her own playful ways. I have made a point in treating her as a friend than a niece to make her comfortable. I frequently bought her stuff that her mother couldn't afford to buy for her and always enjoyed Erica rewarding me with gleams in her eyes followed by a bear hug whenever she received a gift.
Friday evening, I went to Joann's after she kept bugging me to change the oil in her truck and to replace the windshield wiper fluid tank that had a crack. I went with Erica and purchased parts that Friday night. Along the way, I took her shopping to buy few denims other nick knacks she that she needed for college in few weeks.
That morning Joann drove my SUV to work leaving her truck behind for repairs. Wanting to finish repairing her truck before the temperature started to reach triple digits, I rushed to the garage right after a light breakfast and more coffee. Erica followed me to the garage and hung around questioning everything that I was doing and chatting about what was in her mind while handing me tools when I asked for one.
Several times when Erica was squatting at my feet that extended under the truck, holding down a tool that I asked for, she pushing her smallish breasts in a very advantageous position giving a sight under her top leaving me with much to imagine. Her breasts looked even bigger and seemed to grow each time I she handed me another tool. I had to remind myself not to look or entertain sinister thoughts, but gazing was an innocent act, nothing sinister about it, correct?
When I was done with the oil change and replenishing other fluids, I removed the leaky windshield wiper fluid reservoir, which took longer than I expected.
Then the fun started when I made attempts to attach the new fluid container to the car. Being on the garage floor, my upper body under the car with legs out, I had very little room to hold the tank and attach it with two hands. Each time that I thought I had the tank pressed against the correct place, my spare hand couldn't handle grabbing the screwdriver, placing a screw into one pre-drilled holes and securing it. I kept trying without any luck since I didn't want to purchase another set of correct tools for the job as I already had them at my place. I cursed naturally each time that I was unsuccessful.
"Hey... Uncle Tom said a bad word." Erica teased sensing my frustration. Just then, the screw slipped out of my hand again, prompting me to curse without any regards to my niece who stood there, peeking under the car to see what I was doing.
"What's the matter, Uncle Tom? Are you having a rough time down there?" Erica asked. Being already irritated by not being able to do the job, I kept my mouth shut. But I was adamant to finish what I started.
Then finally it occurred to me that Erica could get under the car with me and help holding the tank while I fastened it. I was somewhat hesitant but asked anyway, "Can you give me a hand for a minute?"
"Me...? Help you...? Sure. What should I do?" Erica answered eagerly.
"Sure bud, why don't you crawl under here and see if you are man enough to hold this dumb thing, while I tighten couple of screws" No sooner I was finished, she crawled under and laid besides me, turned her head to me and grinned happily.
"Ok, see this space here?" I asked pointing to spot where the tank should be attached to. "All you have to do is to hold it up there with this strap till I secure it with couple of screws. Can you do that?"
"Sure. Piece of cake" She said grabbing the plastic tank off the floor, reached up with both hands to the spot.
"My hands are not long enough to reach up there," She said forlornly after finding that she couldn't quite reach the place. I knew I had a dilemma. Instead of driving to a mechanic who may charge way more than what I want to pay, I decided to try again.
"Ok, let me try holding the tank. Why don't you put these screws in holes and tighten till they grab?" I decided to try a different approach.
Again, Erica couldn't get screws into holes as her hand was just few inches short of reach.