You know, family can be a funny thing. It's interesting how bonds between people can form and evolve over time. You can start out having one type of relationship with someone, and in the blink of an eye, that relationship can change. Jamie Smith should know, it has happened to him.
Christmas Day was in full swing, and dinner had been eaten and the evening was fast approaching. It had always been the same for eighteen-year-old Jamie Smith for as long as he could remember, with him and his single mum spending the day at her parents' house with all the family there at different times of the day.
His Aunt Sharon and Uncle Rob had been there for dinner and had now left to go to Sharon's parents' for the evening. Soon arriving was his Uncle Stuart and Aunt Jayne. He liked his mum's brother Stuart, but he could be a real pain when it came to winding you up, or making you the butt of a joke in any way he could.
Jamie also liked his uncle's wife, Jayne, who was a little younger than his uncle at thirty-four, and was a dead ringer for the German actress/model Bettie Ballhaus when she appeared in 'Big Brother' in 2009. Only that she was a little plainer and she had a few more curves, but her face and chest were certainly a match. That being said, this wasn't the reason he liked her... yet. Unlike his uncle, she was warm and caring, and always asked him about his college second-year electrical course he was studying.
Later that Christmas evening, she happened to bend over and a hint of her well-hidden 37DDs came partially into view for young Jamie. Yeah, he'd seen plenty of boobs before, but it made him see his aunt in a different light, and he then wanted to see more of her, too. But a sweet, loyal woman would never cheat, he thought to himself.
Little did they both know at that moment, his joker uncle would have the tables turned on him! And in a month's time, on a Monday night around this time, his loyal, sweet wife would be on their bed helping his nephew stuff his thick eight-and-a-half-inch cock into her neatly trimmed, warm, wet, and welcoming twat!
As the night went on, more food was eaten and a lot of TV was watched, as they all sat around a roaring, real-log fire. Every so often, Jamie glanced at his uncle's wife as she watched TV, and he could see the fire reflected in her delightful emerald green eyes. Unknowing to both, the very same ones that would be looking directly into his, as she slowly rode his big dick in the very near future.
The night was nearing an end, with them all tidying up so the elder hosts could get to bed. Then, as they all made pleasantries to say goodnight, followed by, "I hope you have a good new year." As Jamie and Jayne were alone in the hallway, sorting out gifts to take home, and getting their coats on, bravery hit the young nephew. I need to plant a subtle seed, it's now or never, he thought.
"Jayne, just wanted to say it's been great seeing you this evening, and you look great."
Her warm smile appeared, but before she could reply, he followed it with a hug and a little yet meaningful kiss on her cheek.
"I didn't see that coming," she exhaled, being a little taken aback but not mad. "It's nice to be noticed," she said truthfully, earning a slightly confused, questionable look from her nephew, as they held their gazes until footsteps and voices approached, breaking them into getting their coats on. Jayne swung hers onto her back, then fluffed her hair over the collar, making her big knockers thrust out and jiggle, which didn't go unnoticed.
"RIGHT! Let's get home so I can open the beers," his uncle declared.
Which earned an eyeroll from his wife, knowing he'd be blind drunk in a few hours, and she would be going to bed with no sex... again.
They didn't see each other until after the new year, during the first week in January, when Jayne was on her lunch break from her job as a dental nurse, and Jamie was heading into college for an afternoon lecture. He saw her before she saw him, and He took a moment to look. Dressed conservatively, she had hair pulled into ponytail, as she exited the local Costa Coffee. It was then he made his move to grab her attention; it was going to have to be quick, as he was hurrying, but it was needed.
"Well, there's a beautiful woman if I ever saw one," he remarked.
Looking up to greet him, she turned around to look at who he was calling beautiful, and then looked back at him, giggling, and lightly slapping his chest as there was no one behind her.
"Oh, stop it, you," she shot back, but secretly was blushing inside.
"Haha, a man's gotta try, anyway I'm sooo late, so gotta run," he said. Before quickly adding, so she couldn't reply, "Great seeing you again anyway, see you soon, I hope! Oh, and your hair looks different when it's up, but it's amazing when it's down." He leaned in for a quick kiss on the cheek, as he made his dash away.
"Erm... okay, WOW! At least I'm getting compliments from somewhere," she muttered to herself, before walking back to the dental clinic.
As Jamie walked away, he stopped and looked back.
She was walking away, not looking back at him, but it was like she knew he was watching as she reached up and pulled the bobble out, shaking her hair until it took shape resting on her shoulders.
Seeing this gave him a grin and a stirring in his trousers.
Another week went by. Jayne was sitting at home, alone after work; she was frustrated, as Stuart was a long-distance lorry driver, and he would be gone from Monday morning, not returning home until Friday evening.
Fed up of cooking for herself all week and being alone, she decided to browse the internet for decorating ideas. Her train of thought was, If I'm gonna be alone all the bloody time, I might as well brighten up my surroundings. So, she did just that, whilst also choosing some new light fittings. Electricians are expensive, but as Jamie is doing an electrical course, maybe he could fit these, she wondered. This next weekend, they were due to go see Stuart's parents, and she knew Jamie would be there, so she would bring them to run it past him then.
* * *
"So Jamie, I got some new light fittings for the living room; do you know enough to fit them and save me some money?" she asked, during the dinner on Saturday, as they were sat round the dining table.
"Oh yeah! That's easy, it's only three wires, then just screwing the new fitting onto the ceiling. I finish school at three on Monday, so I'm free from then, if that works?"
"Aww, perfect," she beamed back, "I finish at four, then gotta get home, so say six o'clock at mine? And I'm sure we can pay you a little, can't we, Stuart?"
"No chance!" his uncle shot back, "he's family."
"Jayne, it's fine, it'll take thirty minutes, tops," Jamie assured her.
"Oh, I know... how about I cook you a meal as a thank you? It's horrible eating alone."
He was happy with that; however, before he could say so, his uncle chortled, "Ha, like a date night," earning him an eyeroll from his wife.
Feeling like teasing them both. "Yes, like a date. It'll be our own little date night," she admitted, while everyone had a little laugh at the conversation.
"See you Monday, Jayne; bye everyone," Jamie declared, as he left them to it, leaving to meet some friends up town in the pub. He was a little upset that he didn't get to give her a peck on the cheek.
And truth be told, so was she.
Monday morning had arrived at last, and both were up preparing for the day ahead-- Jamie running out the door for college, whilst Jayne was arriving at work. In the afternoon, he was rushing home to get showered, changed, and to pack a few tools into a backpack, which was all he needed. Then, he just chatted with his mum until it was time to leave.
Jayne managed to get away half an hour earlier than normal. She had thought about this all day. Just the fact that she wasn't going to be eating alone, and having adult conversation other than a phone call from Stuart after he had parked up his lorry for the night, was exciting for her. She was almost speeding to the supermarket to get some things for dinner.
"Right, mum, I'm heading out now, just a twenty-minute walk there, then when I'm done and eaten, I'm off to a buddy's after."
"Hold it right there!"
Jamie looked back, a little confused.
"Don't you just be eating and running out! She's alone all week with your uncle away at work, so spend some time with her."
"I can do that," he said back, while saluting her like an army cadet. There was no buddy anyway, he had just said that in case he did stay longer.
"I'm serious, she used to be so happy and always smiling... I know my brother can be an arse, but just cheer her up a little. And be quiet when you get back, as I'm up early for work so ill be fast asleep."
But she needn't worry at all; he wouldn't be back until after school the next day, as her brother's wife would be screwing her son senseless until the clock was well past midnight.
As he strolled to his aunt's place, Jayne had the bolognese simmering in a pan in the kitchen. In her bedroom, she was applying just a light layer of makeup before blowdrying her hair and getting dressed in a simple-but-nice bra and knickers, covered by a vest-top, a figure-hugging sweater, with some snug-fitting jeans.
Smoothing it over, and looking at herself in the mirror, she said, "You scrub up well, babe."
Seconds later, the 'ding dong' of the doorbell sent her almost skipping down the stairs and to the front door.
"Well, hello there," Jayne said, cheerily. "Quite the gentleman, making an effort to look dapper for his date," she giggled to him, making him blush slightly.
Sod it! he thought, I can tease, too! "Well, gorgeous, a woman needs to see her date has done her proud! But, look at you... are you dessert?"
And there it was-- a genuine smile on her face at long last.
"Come on in, mister," she answered, before standing back and letting him glide past her into the living room, as he shut the door. Letting it close behind her, she took a couple of steps before stopping, and reaching back to lock it.
