I am a 32 young single guy and this was going to be a promise I was happy to keep. My 18 year-old niece, Jana, phoned to remind me of one I had made to her over 6 years ago and it was one which she wasn't about to allow me to renege on.
Years earlier I was talking with her about some great restaurants I had frequented in New York City and the wonderful theater shows I had seen there. She got excited and asked if she would ever be able to go.
Jana had been adopted as a very young girl and was living with her mother (my sister-in-law) up in central Pennsylvania. There was little likelihood of them ever making a trip to the City so I told her that for her 18th. Birthday I would not only take her to whatever shows she wanted to see but also a couple of New York's best restaurants. I had completely forgotten about the promise until that phone call.
Her trip was scheduled for a month or so out and her visit was going to be over a weekend. The trip was originally scheduled for Thursday through Sunday but she had to cancel Thursday so it was going to be shortened a bit. She was going to take a Greyhound bus into the City leaving home on Friday morning and arriving in NYC around noon where I would meet her. This would get her into the City in plenty of time to check into the hotel and still allow us time to do some sightseeing and then just knock-about before grabbing a casual dinner.
The theater tickets and after theater supper reservations were for Saturday night. I would drive her back home on late Sunday afternoon.
Did I mention this 18-year-old has the body and face of a calendar beauty? Lovely tits; the size of a martini glass, small waist, tiny hips, about 110 pounds, long blonde hair, tan and 5'4".
My fingers were crossed with the hope of things to come.
I made the reservation at the Marriott Hotel on Times Square. It is right in the center of things and at $235 a night, a little more reasonably priced than some of the others in town. Our reservation was for a large bedroom with 2 queen- sized beds. I was going to tell her I tried for separate rooms but the place was booked solid and there weren't any more available. Who knows what might come of the weekend. Right? What's the old Boy Scout motto -- 'A good scout is always prepared'?
Her bus trip went off perfectly and she was stepping off the Greyhound bus at 11:30 AM with an ear-to-ear smile, her blue eyes flashing, her hair was swinging from side to side and her face as bubbly as a glass of the finest champagne. She was set for what she obviously hoped was going to be a fantastic weekend.
A short cab ride over to the hotel and we were checked in by noon. She bought, without a fuss, the excuse about not having separate rooms.
We unpacked our luggage and were back downstairs by one. She had never visited the City before so it was easy showing her things she had only heard or read about. She had seen the sidewalk hot dog vendors on some TV travel show and wanted to act like a 'real New Yorker' and enjoy one of those with a can of Coke. No sweat...a cheap luncheon date!
She then wanted to see Wall Street and one of the stock exchanges so a cab ride to Lower Manhattan brought us to the NYSE for a quick tour. Another cab brought us to Chinatown to enjoy the sights, sounds and aromas wafting out of almost every shop. We walked down Canal Street to enjoy a spumoni in an Italian ice cream shop in the heart of Little Italy. By then it was close to four so I suggested a quick cab ride back to the hotel to get ready to go out for a casual bite.
Instead of going directly to our room we stopped off at the lobby café in the Marriott to enjoy a couple of glasses of wine and chat about all of the things we were going to be doing over the next several days. The wine was opening her up even more and it was great to hear how excited she was about the trip. She was sitting on the edge of the chair and bubbling about all the excitement she was soon to enjoy. Her lovely breasts were bouncing up and down with each of her movements and my imagination was running wild. Oh, how I would love to have my face between those sweet tits right then.
When we got to the room I said I was going to take a nap, wake at 7:30, shower and be ready for a casual night on the town. While I was napping Jana was going to read through the travel magazine the hotel provides in each room.
Everything went fine right up until the time we were headed for a shower. We had our backs to each other and standing on opposite sides of the bedroom while we were stripping for our showers and as we turned. Uhhhh O. I had partially undressed and was in my skivvies and she had dropped her jeans and top and was in her bra and panties when we stopped in front of the bathroom door looking at each other. How were we going to work this out?
"Jana, how about you jumping into the shower while I am shaving at the sink? The shower curtain will be drawn so you will have all the privacy you need and when you are through showering I will be through shaving I'll wrap a towel around myself and hand one into the shower for you to do the same and we can then swap positions."
My mind was going a little crazy just thinking about the exquisite nude body that was going to be just on the other side of that shower curtain and under that towel.
Sounds good. Right? Not so fast. She went into the bathroom and tossed her dirty underwear into the laundry bag in the clothes closet behind the bathroom door and took that sensual body of hers into the shower.
I heard the shower running so I went in to shave. Shaving only takes a relatively short time and we were chatting over the noise of the shower while we were each doing our thing. I used a hand towel to wipe off my face, then realized the hotel staff had only provided us with a couple of hand towels. I told Jana of the problem and said I would have housekeeping rush up some more towels.
While I was raising hell with housekeeping I heard the shower stop, then some rustling around in the bathroom.
When I looked up Jana was standing in the center of the room drying her self with the one very small hand towel. God, I didn't realize just how drop-dead gorgeous this girl was!
There was a knock on the door and I was handed a pile of assorted towels.
I reluctantly tossed Jana one of the large bath towels hoping she wouldn't be able to catch it and force her to bend over to pick it up and expose her lovely pussy lips to me. She barely moved other than to catch the towel before continuing to dry herself but she had made no attempt to cover her beautiful naked body.
I mumbled something about it being my turn in the shower and joked that if she wanted to wash my back... I certainly wouldn't turn her down.
She gave me a devilish laugh and teasingly said "maybe another time."
I could see she had lovely protruding tits and was almost completely shaved in her crotch. The area surrounding her tits and her stomach around her pussy was completely tanned. She must have a thong bathing suit, which would drive me up the wall to see her on the beach wearing one of those things.
She looked at me and started to cry. What the hell was wrong? "Jana, C'mere please."
Sitting on the edge of the bed I held each of her hands and asked what was bothering her.
She said, "Uncle Bill, I am such a phony."
I stopped her right there---"Drop the 'Uncle' and just call me Bill. What the hell are you talking about, 'phony'?
"I act like I am a 'know all about sex" woman and I don't know diddle squat about it. I am a virgin."
"Honey, don't give it another thought. We can act like you do and no one will ever know the difference."
"But I will," she sobbed.
"What are you suggesting Jana?"
"Will you teach me Bill?"
I knew this was the booze talking and it would be a disaster if I took advantage of her while she was in this state.
"Jana, lie down beside me and we will both take a nap and then talk about this later. OK?"
She was sleeping as soon as she hit the pillow. The trip and wine had taken their toll.
No problem, I was spooning to her and gently holding her breast in my hand. It was firm and I was getting excited beyond anything I could imagine. I reached down and gently touched her mound and the meaty lips of her pussy. It was almost completely shaved and just touching it was giving me shivers up and down the backs of my legs wondering just how far this would go.
Right about then she rolled over and faced me but was still asleep, or so I thought. As we were lying there I started to feel something rubbing against my cock through my skivvies. It was her hand.
She opened her eyes and purred seductively. "Are you going to teach me all about it now?"