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The pounding at the door was what had awakened him. Glancing at the glowing red diodes on the alarm clock set the time at 12:45 a.m. Jeff looked at the clock twice to be sure but it didn't change even with the use of both eyes. It was a quarter to one in the morning, and someone was persistently and obnoxiously knocking on his door. Getting up from bed he grabbed his robe off the back of the bedside chair and put it on his naked body. He thought for a second about putting something else on besides just his robe, he wasn't used to sleeping naked, but the continued knocking made up his mind for him. If he didn't answer it soon, surely Miss Johnson across the hall would be joining this midnight party and giving him hell. He surely didn't need the chairperson of the condo association bugging him yet again he thought as he walked across the darkened house and looked through the peephole.
"Justine?" he was surprised to see his niece standing alone outside his door. Fumbling with the locks he opened them and threw the door wide. Standing before him was his twenty year old niece, dressed like she had been out on the town, hitting the clubs before swinging by his place for some odd reason.
"Uncle Jeff," she started and he could tell that she had been crying. He ushered her in and pointed to the couch. Justine sat down upon it and seemed to collapse into it.
"I was out with my boyfriend, and we got into a big fight and he left me standing there in the parking lot while he sped off. I don't want to call my parents for a ride, they thought I was going to be at a friends house and I've got no where to go," she rattled it all of in a quick sobbing blur.
Jeff was looking at her and trying to decide if he hadn't just seen her standing in the doorway to the office yesterday. He was still trying to recover from yesterday's sexual stampede that had ravaged his body. It had been quite some time since he'd been so sexually active. The more he looked at Justine, the more confident he was that he'd seen her standing in the doorway when Sally had jumped off of his face.
"Can I stay here?" she was asking him. Jeff was too busy checking her out to realize what she had said. Justine was his older brother's firstborn, and she had always been quite a looker. Most of her good looks obviously came from her mother whom both Jeff and his brother had dated before his brother had won her heart. Jeff had never really gotten over her mother, and he was now noticing just how similar they were.
Justine had shoulder length muddy blonde hair that cascaded in gentle curls to lie softly upon her neck. She was tall, she stood almost eye to eye with Jeff and he was 6'3", Justine had to be at least 6'2" if not a bit more. Jeff paused as he reached her breasts. Unknowingly staring he realized that they were bigger than he remembered and he'd just seen her a couple of months ago at a family gathering. Now they seemed full and tight in her shirt, and her nipples were quite prominent even though she had on a bra. She was sitting on his couch wearing a red short shirt and a short black skirt that showed off her well toned and tanned legs. Jeff couldn't see her ass but his memory of it was good, she had the best curved ass he seen, except maybe for Jennifer, her mother.
"Jeff," Justine was looking up at him with questioning eyes and he realized that she must have noticed him checking her out and he had been too engrossed to have heard what she said.
"Yes," he offered, "sorry, I'm still half awake," he tried the obvious lie on for size and had it quickly blown away. Justine was staring at his crotch and smiling. Looking down he realized that his well used cock was starting to tent his robe.
"Um," he stammered, "sorry sometimes when I sleep," he tried to slip out of the attention that was rising up between his legs. Adjusting his robe he walked towards the kitchen.
"Are you thirsty," he offered as he opened the fridge and grabbed the first thing he saw. Popping the top off the bottle of Killian's he took a long draw and hoped that the cold liquid would shock his body and calm it down. Shit, he thought it was so obvious that he was checking her out, and she was his niece!
"Are you trying to get me drunk and offer me a beer," came Justine's coy voice from across the room. She hadn't failed to notice that his cock had hardened after she'd come into the room and sat down upon the couch. She also knew he was checking her out and he didn't know what to do about it. The amazing thing she thought was that he could even be interested in sex so readily after blowing his load twice with Crystal just yesterday.
"No," came the reply, "no beer for you, it was just the only thing I saw cold in the fridge," he was lying miserably and anyone could tell he realized this as he took another long pull from the bottle and nearly drained it.
"Well if you drink them that fast I can see why there's none for anyone else," Justine was giggling as she walked across the living room and into the kitchen. She opened the fridge up herself and bent over and looked inside. From this position she figured he ought to have a pretty good view down her shirt and of her ass.
Jeff just stared while Justine looked in the fridge. She was wearing a red silk bra, that much was easy to tell, and she was sporting more cleavage than even her mother had. He knew she had never been bigger than her mother, so either her breasts had grown overnight, or she'd had an operation. Jeff turned to go out of the kitchen, away from her and moaned as he saw her ass. There was no pantyline, and it was just as perfect as he remembered it.
"Are you ok Uncle Jeff," Justine asked, her voice reverberating out of the fridge. Justine knew that her outfit was having the desired effect. She just hoped that he bought her story about the argument with her boyfriend. She was pretty sure he didn't know a lot of what was going on in her life, but it would sure make the night go easier if he didn't know that she didn't have a boyfriend, and that her car was carefully parked down the block. Ever since Justine had seen him going at it with Colleen and Sally her mind had been spinning, figuring out a plan to get his big hard cock between her lips and legs. She'd been secretly dreaming about just such a thing for the past few years and now she thought she knew how to pull it off.