Connie only lived a few blocks away and when her Uncle Dan and Aunt Katelyn needed a baby sitter, she normally just walked over and walked back if it wasn't too late. At 18 Connie was an absolute fox. From the neck up, her shoulder length dark brown hair, pale blue eyes and full lips had caused quite a few near car accidents as she walked along, with a waist that was trim and a perfect pair of legs, with muscular thighs, round and firm. However, from her neck to her waist, she looked more like a boy. She was tall for a girl and had almost no tits. She was a very sweet girl, but was very shy when first meeting anyone.
Connie always made a point to go to her aunt and uncle's in plenty of time. She liked her Uncle Dan and Aunt Katelyn more than any other of her relatives. The four would sit around and talk before they left. Their four year old boy absolutely adored his cousin Connie, which made him very easy for her to babysit.
When Dan and Katelyn got home from their evening out, it was raining, so Dan drove his niece home. He cared about his niece, and knew she was pretty screwed up right now. She had finally managed to get a steady boyfriend, and now he was being a bother, and her family and friends were also being a pain. He pulled up in the driveway of his sister's house; the two hadn't said a word on the drive over. Connie burst out crying and Dan just sat there and let her get it out of her system. The rain was pouring down, still, neither one said a word, he just let the patter of the rain give a calming affect with its sound. Gently placing his hand on her head, he started to play with her hair.
Feeling his fingers running through her hair in an attempt to calm her down, Connie finally stopped crying. With her long dark brown hair being naturally curly, his fingers were actually getting tangled up and pulling. She smiled in spite of herself, knowing he was only trying to help, and looked helplessly at her uncle, "I suppose you know what my problem is?"
"Yep, you told your best friend and your mother, and now just about everyone knows, except maybe the evening news."
"What do you think I should do?"
Dan started laughing, "What a stupid question?
Connie couldn't help it and started to chuckle, "You're the only person that might understand."
"Look, part of your problem is that everyone in the family, and all of your friends, are telling you what they think you should do. Yes, I have an idea of what you should do, and I have no intention of telling you." They just sat there in silence again, listening to the rain. He started to play with her curls again, "Okay, I'm going to try to do my good uncle thing here, you tell me what your problem is."
She liked the way his fingers felt in her hair, "Well, my boyfriend has been a pain lately, he wants to get married."
"Why?"
"She thought about it, and whispered, "Well, sex I guess."
"You don't have to be married to have sex! Where the hell is that written? You and I could have sex right now and I have no intention of marrying you."
Connie turned beet red, she'd had sex with her boyfriend, but it wasn't much fun having to sneak around. She had fantasized about her Uncle Dan and her doing it, and couldn't believe he had actually said it.
"All right, okay, let's back the trolley up. Let's say you two get married to have sex. What are you going to do the other 23 hours and 59 minutes of the day?"
She burst out laughing; he always could do that to everyone. "Watch television, I guess."
"You just graduated high school; you're kind of young to be a couch potato aren't you? And you aren't even addressing the rest of your problem."
"I know...I know...that I also like girls." She placed her hand on his, just rested it there, as he continued to play in her hair, "You're the only person in the family that knows that, and you found out by accident."
"I haven't told anyone except Katelyn, but how long do you think your marriage is going to last keeping a secret like that from your husband? The desire isn't going to go away, and sooner or later, it's going to come out. Plus, you're starting your marriage with a lie, even if he's all right with the bi thing, he's going to be mad as hell about the lying part, I doubt if he will understand that, most guys won't, and he will just leave."
"You told Aunt Katelyn?" Her uncle had found out about her attraction to boys as well as girls, and surprised her by being understanding. She was worried the he would tell her mom and dad, and then they would freak out on her. But her Uncle Dan hadn't reacted negatively, he simply told her that if enjoying both is what made her happy, then it really wasn't anyone else's business.
"Relax; she doesn't have a problem with it." Dan leaned in and put his mouth next to her ear, and whispered, "You know what your family wants Connie to do...You know what your friends want Connie to do...You know what your boyfriend wants Connie to do." He turned her head, got right in her face, his eyes only inches from hers, "What does Connie want Connie to do?"
Connie was stunned, with all of the pressure, she had never even thought about it. The rain made a steady rhythm bouncing on the car. Connie just stared into his eyes, her uncle was staring back, not in an uncomfortable way, but in a loving, caring way, plus he was playing with her curls again and it felt really nice.
Very softly, she answered the question, "I want to go to college."
Dan smiled, and pulled away from her, "Then why doesn't Connie take Connie to college?" He saw her troubled look, "And to hell with what everyone else thinks you should do." His fingers wove through her forest of black curls, "By the way, this is fun."
Connie was having trouble concentrating. Her uncle's hand in her hair should have made her feel relaxed; instead she was getting a warm feeling between her legs. She slid closer to him and put her head on his chest. She could sense that he wasn't trying anything, but she couldn't help what she felt, it was turning her on. His fingers touching her hair, and occasionally her neck, gave her a tingly sensation.
She took his hand from her hair, held it in hers, and just listened to his heart and the rain. "Thank you, Uncle Dan, I think you did you're 'good uncle thing' pretty well." She slowly, absently, rubbed his hand on her shirt front. Her nipples were extremely sensitive and reacted even through the material of her shirt and bra. Suddenly, Connie stopped herself as she was starting to move his hand somewhere else. She had wanted to fool around with him! She immediately opened the car door and got out, "Bye Uncle Dan, I should be going in now."
Dan wondered what he had done, but couldn't figure it out. Later that night Dan talked about Connie's problems with his wife. She agreed with him, everyone needed to be there for her, but to let her make up her own mind. Also, later that night, the memory of how his touch felt wouldn't go away, and Connie touched herself pretending it was her uncle's hands.
The following day Dan and his wife had a last minute business supper to attend; Connie was once again called for babysitting duty. Sales for the company had been extremely good and the president and senior vice president of the company had come to town to celebrate with the local managers.