My name is George and I live in Chicago. My favorite niece's name is Kimberly and she resides in Atlanta. She is the daughter of one of my two sisters and had been married for almost four years when I called to let her and her husband know that I would be in their town for about a week on business and hoped that they would join me as my guests one evening for dinner. They insisted that I stay with them as they had a guest room that they rarely used and would love to have me use it and as a result would be able to spend some added quality time with me.
It was two weeks later just before six in the evening when I arrived at their home and was surprised to find that Kimberly's husband had been called away on business and would be gone while I was in town. Kimmie as everyone in the family called her gave me a big hug and giggled as said that she guessed I would be the man of the house while he was gone before she showed me to the guest bedroom.
I insisted that we go out to dinner and the two of us went to a small quiet local Italian restaurant. I am 56 (though many tell me I look ten years younger) and Kimmie is twenty-seven so we made for an unusual couple. Over plates of spicy spaghetti and meatballs along with a couple of bottles of Chianti we got caught up on the gossip of our widely spread out largely dysfunctional family. I told her about everything going on in my life. I am a management consultant who is married and my three children have left the nest for their careers and family. I am very proud of their accomplishments. My wife has a great position with an international company and we remain very much in love with the one problem that being that we had not had a physical intimacy for many years due to a number of her medical factors. I of course did not share that last very personal fact with my niece.
We returned to Kimmie's small house and I excused myself to take a shower as I felt grimy after my trip. I put on a pair of casual lounging pajamas and went back out into the living room to say goodnight. I found that the television was on but Kimmie was not there. I heard the shower running and sat down on the couch to watch the inane sitcom that was on and wait for her to return so that I could thank her again and wish her pleasant dreams before retiring for the night.
A few moments later she came out barefooted and wearing terrycloth pink bathrobe. Her long dishwater blonde hair hung down her back and was still a bit wet and she had shed all her make up. She was a very lovely young woman. The bathrobe did little to hide her delightfully wide hips and full bosom. In spite of the fact that she was my niece I felt that wonderful ache begin in the small of my back and the corresponding thickening of my cock in my pajamas.
"Not that I need it but I was going to have another glass of wine Uncle George," she said as she moved into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. "I hope you'll join me for a nightcap."
She came back into the living room with an unopened bottle of white wine, two glasses and a corkscrew.
"Would you mind opening this, I always seem to split the cork and make a mess of things?" she asked as she bent over to put the glasses on the coffee table that sat in front of the couch and then handed me the wine bottle and corkscrew. Her robe gapped a bit and I had an enticing glance at her substantial deep soft cleavage.
"Sounds like a plan to me," I said with a smile knowing that there was no way that I was going to be standing up for a bit without displaying my rapidly swelling erection to her view.
Kimmie sat down on the couch next to me and watched as I removed the cork and poured each of us a half of glass of the cold Chardonnay. She had curled her legs up under herself in the marvelous manner that women can and I couldn't help but notice that her robe had parted a bit and a revealing a slice of her soft white thigh. Nothing smells better than a woman after she had bathed or showered and I found myself inhaling deeply to savor the scents of the beautiful young wife that was so innocently sitting just inches away from me.
"You have surprised me a bit young lady," I said maneuvering the conversation in a direction that by all rights I never should have done.
"How so?" she asked after she took a deep drink from her wine glass and then extended it towards me for a refill. She was looking right into my eyes and I felt my heart skip a beat.
"I thought by this time the two of you would have had a rug rat or two running around this place," I said as I filled the glass.
With no word of warning she began to cry. For what seemed like forever she sat there next to me, head downcast and crying. I didn't know what else to do so I put my arm around her and she came naturally to me. She laid her head on my chest and cried in an almost inconsolable manner. I let her cry and sat quietly figuring that I had already said enough and didn't want to cause any further pain in an emotional minefield that I was completely unaware of.
Her head was right below my chin and the sweet scent of her freshly shampooed hair was intoxicating and to add to the encounter was the knowledge and feel of her soft young body pressed up tightly against me. The bottom line was that I had developed a powerful erection and I was fearful of her noticing it as my pajama bottoms did little to hide or restrain it.
"We have been trying unsuccessfully since our wedding day," Kimmie said as she shifted a bit and took another deep drink from her wine. The feeling of her body moving against mine was exquisite.
She pulled away from me and sat back up next to me but now her firm supple thigh was flush up against mine. As inappropriate as it was I left my arm around her shoulder.
"We have had tests run and it seems like the problem is that John has a very, very low sperm count making getting me pregnant naturally very difficult." She finished off the last of her wine and leaned over and put the empty glass on the coffee table. "We are saving up to have a specialist do a test tube impregnation and then artificially inseminate me. But that is still not a sure thing and it is so expensive. It is going to take us more than a year to just get the down payment for the procedure. For some reason insurance doesn't cover this." She sniffled again and wiped a tear away.
"It is also not as much fun," I said and immediately regretted the flirty off color remark.
I was not sure of what her response to my flippant inappropriate remark was going to be. She had every right to be very angry. She looked at me as though she was tossing ideas around in her mind that was a bit fuzzy from the three bottles of wine that we had shared during the evening. For my part I too was feeling relaxed inhibitions and was in a zone that perfectly sober I would have never entered.
Kimmie looked down and I saw her eyes widen as she realized what the rod rising out of my pajamas was. I sat absolutely still not even daring to breathe. After a few short seconds that seemed like minutes she raised her face to look at me while her left hand reached out and tentatively took my cock in her hand and began to gently massage the rock hard shaft through my pajamas.
I moaned as I leaned forward and kissed her full lips for the first time. She responded hungrily and opened her lips to my tongue and sucked on it as our kisses increased in intensity. I don't know if my cock had a mind of its own or if she was able to unbutton the two buttons on my pajama fronts but I felt her cool hand pull me free and began to stroke my erection. As she was doing that I let my right hand find it's away into the fold of her robe and took her warm pliable tit into my hand and began to massage her large breast and gently pinch her hard eraser sized nipple.
"You're so much bigger than John," she said breathlessly as our kisses took on a desperate passion.
I knew I needed to immediately stop what was happening or at least take a few minutes to cool off and calmly discuss with her what we were doing before things went any further. But my engorged purple little head was now thinking for my big head and that was never a fair debate. I did neither of the things an honorable man and loving uncle should have done but instead hooked my right arm under her legs and stood up and carried her into her bedroom and laid her down on her king sized marriage bed.
As I pulled my pajama tops off I watched as Kimmie quickly shed her robe and sheer nightgown. She literally twisted and squirmed on the bed with sexual anticipation as I pushed my bottoms off my hips and stepped out of them. She seductively writhed on the bed with anticipation as her feet and toes curled. I couldn't help myself but stood there with my erection sticking proudly out its full eight inches and throbbing with eagerness. I watched the young wife take her breasts in her hands and squeeze them as she looked at me with unrestrained need and lust.
"I want you to give me a baby," she said with a husky sexy voice as she spread her thighs apart and rubbed her inner thighs with her hands as an invitation for me to join her. She then reached her arms up towards me.
God help me but I wanted to impregnate her beautiful body more than I had ever wanted to fuck a woman in my life. I lay down on the bed next to her and kissed her lips passionately as her hands again found my cock and her fingers did magical things to the rock-solid twitching shaft and my swollen balls.
"Please fuck me," she begged and tried to pull me on top of her.
"I want to make love to you Kimmie," I said as I let my lips travel down her smooth neck to her supple tender breast. "Our child should be a result of love and not a desperate passionate less fuck," my words were somewhat muffled as I was talking and kissing and sucking on her wondrous very full tits. I let my left hand travel over her stomach to find the warm wet crevice between her legs. My fingers easily found her hard clit and tenderly rubbed it until she moaned.
