Alex's hands fidgeted with anxiety as she struggled to get changed into her tracksuit. Her college team swim meeting had long finished, now she stood in a dressing room alone.
It was all due to a sudden phone call from her dad right after the swim meet. Her uncle would be coming to visit.
Even though he lived a good eighty miles from her university, he was still insistent on seeing his favorite niece. If that didn't seem a little suspicious, what did?
Not that Alex had anything against her uncle. Okay, maybe she did but it was warranted. There was always something off with Ian, you could practically feel it.
But you didn't have to feel anything to see the guy obviously didn't pick up on social cues.
For instance, the overtly sexual jokes he had no saying around the kids on Thanksgiving. He was almost kicked out when the kids started repeating them.
Her dad wanted nothing to do with him, nor did anyone else in the family. But of course, her dad wasn't against tossing him into her hands.
Alex groaned. This would be an awkward, long week.
No doubt she would have to cancel any plans her friends had to hang out. He'd want to come too. He had the self-awareness of an infant.
She took off her one-piece swimsuit, revealing her medium-sized breasts and hairless sex. Her blonde hair fell and reached to the small of her back.
There was a creak as the door. She had little time to react with her back turned completely to the door. She froze, praying that it wasn't Uncle Ian. Her teammates were gone, the bus left a good five minutes.
Maybe it was a custodian. At least that way, the whole would've been a complete accident and chances were she wouldn't see them again.
She turned to find out. Fuck.
Her uncle stood at the doorframe with the fakest look of surprise on the middle-aged mother fucker's face.
Alex was quick to cover herself with her red track jacket. Her face reddened with embarrassment and anger. How did he get here so fast?
"Sorry! I just wanted to see if you were here." Ian said, still not closing the door.
She shut her eyes and massaged the bridge of her nose trying to keep herself from lashing out at her uncle. It was far from the best reunion, with Ian, it could've been much worse.
"Well, you know now."
"Sorry," He said again before shutting the door.
Alex stared out the open window of her uncle's car, the wind cooling down her heated face. The ride had been silent as it should be. Her uncle, who she hasn't seen in years has seen her nude. Him of all people.
She focused her mind on other things.
It was already dark by the time was swim meet had finished and from the interstate, they had a nice view of the city and its many skyscrapers. It was one of the perks of living in the big city, this kind of view wasn't possible back home.
"Listen about earlier-" Ian began, trying desperately to break the well-deserved silence.
"Yeah, yeah, it's fine. Whatever." She brushed it off even though she knew damn well he was feeling lucky about the good look he got at his niece.
He chuckled. "You know, you've grown, a lot."
And there he goes. He went on about how she was once a little girl chasing butterflies in a field and now a student in her second year of college. Nothing she hasn't heard before. So like always she zoned out, to enjoy the view. She almost forgot she was trapped in a car with her uncle.
"So why don't spend the whole weekend together?" Alex was brought back to earth in a flash.
"Wait, what!?" She stared at him with widened blue eyes.
"Yeah, I've already found a good hotel and there's so much we could do."
She paled. There was no way out of this, was there? She couldn't just turn him down. As much as she hated his guts she wouldn't say to his face. Let alone outright reject his offer after it's been years since they've seen each other.
She didn't have the heart to be that cruel.
Her small frame slumped in the car seat and her arms folded. "Why not?" She muttered.
He grinned. "How old are you now? Eighteen, nineteen?"
"Eighteen."
"Well, today you're twenty-one."
Her brows rose but she got the idea when they drove up to a bar. Butterflies fluttered in her stomach from both anxiety and excitement.
Since she was an impressionable thirteen-year-old, she's always wanted to go to a bar. Despite being in college, she's only had alcohol once. At a friend's house for her sixteenth birthday. Not exactly the best, but her parents never found out and it was sorta fun. It was the taboo of it all that made it exciting.
Alcohol was a little too easy to come by at frat parties but she bothered to go. The guys were cocky and loud and the girls were shallow airheads. She'd rather not be around that.
She walked in behind Ian feeling like an idiot for wearing a tracksuit to a bar. No one seemed to really care though.
The place was quiet and almost empty, the complete opposite of a frat party.
Ian sat next to her at the front counter. She swayed a little in her seat as she watched a college football game. No one noticed anyway. She stopped when she felt Ian's gaze on her ass.
He struck up a conversation with the bartender to fill the silence, without coming off as creepy. In fact, it was as if he were a different person. This Ian was more charismatic and charming than the one she worked to keep her distance from while growing up.
He ordered two cups of liquor for the both of them.
"Thanks," She said picking up the glass filled with an amber liquid. The two ice cubes stayed mostly submerged like an iceberg.
Ian downed it in one gulp like it was nothing. She swallowed. For some reason, she felt an urge to impress him. As if she was back in grade school trying to impress the popular kids.
She gripped the cup and forced the alcohol down. The liquid burned her throat and before she knew it, Ian was egging her on to try another.
After an hour, She left the bar with Ian feeling a little buzzed but not drunk. She preferred it that way. She heard more than enough stories from girls who've been to frat parties.
Ian got them both takeout from a burger joint. It was enough to make her forget about the incident from earlier, she was a sucker for fast food. Afterward, she led the way back to her apartment off-campus. It wasn't anything especially nice, it didn't need to be.
They both walked in. Ian dropped the bag on the table. "Anyway, Its been fun, see ya tomorrow."
She nodded taking a longing look at her uncle as he opened the door. Besides the whole dressing room incident, the night wasn't all that bad. It was a little fun seeing him again.
It was better than spending another night at home again. She loved her alone time, but she's had a little too much of it.
But he had changed. She knew that much.
"This wasn't so bad, really, I had fun. If you want, you could stay the night, maybe we could watch a movie or something?"
Ian smiled. It was a sort of smile that made her feel like she was doing the right thing. "What a great idea."
They opted to watch TV. But it only took half an hour before Alex let out a yawn, the all-nighters she's spent studying were coming back to bite her.
She got up and stretched. "Well, I'm tuckered out. If you need anything, just wake me, I'll try not to bite." Ian chuckled.
"Got it."
Alex didn't bother to turn on the lights and plopped in bed in her tracksuit.
