This is the first chapter of a series that I hope to do, given the time. Hope you enjoy!!
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About four years ago, my beloved spouse passed away from a heart attack. It was so sudden that it took me a while to wrap myself around the fact that I was now alone in this world. Trish and I had married young and dumb, but we made a go of it. With our parents help we managed to get through college and found good professions which paid us well. We never had any children, but we used nephews and nieces for the comfort and fun that we maybe missed by opting not to have children. Of course the nieces and nephews never complained! We spoiled the hell out of them! They were pretty lucky, their parents would take them on vacations, then we would take a couple each year on vacation with us. My brother-in-law had only one child, a girl. Her name is Emily Sue. He and my wife were the only children in her family. So the girl then, was the only grandchild that Trish's parents had. So of course they spoiled her, and we spoiled her and her Mom and Dad spoiled her.
Well, maybe I should say that her parents only claimed to have loved her, everyone else spoiled her. She was the oldest niece we had. My older sister had a boy that was a year older than Emily Sue, and a daughter that is 2 years younger. Emily Sue is now 22 years old. Peter, would be 23, and Renea is now is now 20. My younger sister had a boy, now 18 and a daughter, now 16. We had taken them on almost every vacation that we went on where we drove. Not all at once, but we would get them all together and tell them where we planned on going and the two that wanted to go to that place the most got to go. It always seemed that Emily wanted to go to the really good educational places with us. Of course my younger sister's children wanted to go where there was fun to be had, or the beach. Emily wanted to learn, to see the country. She was always very inquisitive about everything she saw. Needless to say, she is on the Dean's List at the University that she attends, with a 3.9 GPA. We are all very proud of her.
A few times we took Peter and Emily on vacations or just weekend trips with us. Their ages being close together, they got along well. Peter is also very intelligent and is doing very well in his last year at the University in another state. We took all our nephews and nieces at one time or another, always in two's and we enjoyed them all. It was always nice to educate them, and it was nice to be able to see things through a kid's eyes too. That made it all worth while!!
We started taking Peter and Emily when they were about 9 and 8 I think. And we always enjoyed them and the fun they had together. Up until they were 19 and 18 years of age. We were in a gambling town for the night, and stayed in a motel, a very nice motel. Trish and I went down for a few drinks in the bar and drop a few coins in the slots. We were in the lounge for about an hour when Trish asked me to go get her a sweater out of the room because the air conditioning was quite chilly on her arms. Of course I did. I went upstairs and just opened the door and walked in. Two children (teenagers) almost died of heart attacks then. They were almost completely undressed. Emily still had her panties on and Peter still had his jockies on, but his cock was out. They were on the couch and I think probably if I had been 10 minutes later, they would have been fucking hard!!! Both were sweating and breathing hard. I closed the door and just stood there looking at them. They were like frozen in time! This probably only lasted seconds, but it seemed like minutes. They started grabbing clothes and trying to put them on, and trying to apologize and stuttering and Emily started crying. I finally spoke and said "Looks like you two are getting to old to go on vacation together, or sleep in the same room together, or maybe even be within 10 miles of each other!!! What are you two thinking about? You are cousins, for christ's sake!!!"
Peter spoke finally and said "Uncle Robert, it's my fault. She didn't want to mess around, but I kept teasing her and teasing her, and I guess she just finally went along with me. But she didn't want to!"
Emily was dressed by now. She was pretty fast! When Peter was dressed I went into my and Trish's room and got her a sweater and walked back into the living room of the suite. I looked at both of them and said "No more! Understand?"
Both answered with a very quick "Yes sir!"
I left and went on down to the casino and stayed for another two or three hours before Trish and I had had enough. Then went back upstairs. I did not mention the incident to Trish. She had a little more strict up-bringing than I did. Peter was sleeping on the couch and Emily was in their room. (We got a suite with two double beds in one bedroom and a King bed in the other.) We went on to bed and nothing else was said about that incident for a little over 2 years.
Two years later was when Trish had the heart attack. She had been feeling tired, so she skipped our normal Saturday morning golf game. We always golfed on Saturday morning with her brother and his wife. So at her urging, I went and played with them without her. When I returned home that afternoon was when I found her, in the kitchen, about 4 feet from the telephone. She was already blue and of course had stopped breathing some time ago. The paramedics were heroic in their efforts, but it was all in vain. She was gone.
Later I was to find out that she had a valve going bad in her heart, but she had never told me about it, or anyone else either. But I will say this for her, she enjoyed her life. She died at the early age of 51. But they were 51 good years.
I was, of course devastated by her passing. She was my best friend. We talked openly about everything and anything. We never cheated on each other. We had a fantastic sex life. Even with her more strict raising, she overcame that because she loved me and wanted to satisfy me. Sex was really good, it was fun, it was sometimes wild!! We have had sex everywhere you can imagine!! Even though we had nephews and nieces with us on vacations, we always managed to have sex somewhere different on each trip. I was seriously going to miss that, because not all women want to please like she did.
Emily came and spent a week with me when she learned of Trish's passing. She cooked and cleaned and ran errands and did everything that Trish would have done for me, except sleep with me. I was a total waste! I was lost! I would cry myself to sleep at night, missing her lying beside me. On the fourth night, Emily came into my room, and sat down on the edge of the bed and never said anything. She just sat there and rubbed my arm and head until I went to sleep. When I awoke in the morning, Emily was in the bed beside me, In only panties and bra. At the time, I didn't even care. I got up, went to the kitchen and made my coffee, dug out a cinnamon roll from the freezer and "nuked" it and sat down to eat it. Emily was now 20 years old. She was beautiful, maybe not to everyone, but to me she was. She had a very nice body—not a model's body, but a damned nice one as far as I was concerned. I had just finished the cinnamon roll when she came walking into the kitchen, just like she got out of bed, in panties and bra. She sat down at the breakfast bar beside me and said "So, what's for breakfast, old man?"
She had taken to calling me that last year. I have no idea where it came from, but I kind of liked it. It was and endearing sort of nickname that only she used with me.
I said, "Well, Em, I just had a cinnamon roll, and there's more of them if you want one. OK?"
"Sure, that'd be good. I like cinnamon rolls. May I have a cup of coffee too? With just a little milk in it?"
"Sure honey!" I went and got her a cinnamon roll; put it in the microwave and while it was being nuked, I poured her a cup of coffee and set it in front of her. Then I brought the milk from the fridge and gave it to her and went back for the cinnamon roll. I put the milk back in the fridge, poured myself some more coffee. I looked at her and said "Em honey, Have I ever told you how much I appreciate you and love you?"
She said, "Uncle Robert, you don't have to. I know it. I was convinced of your love when you never told anyone about me and Peter in the hotel a few years ago. If you hadn't loved us both, you could have devastated our lives by telling our parents. But you didn't. I have never thanked you for that. So, old man, thank you for saving me!! We were both being stupid then. But we finally did do it together, about 5 months later. We still do it whenever we are home together from school. But not this time. I am staying with you till I have to go back. You are the best man in my life, outside my Dad. I have to take care of you!" She leaned over and kissed me on the cheek.
"Did you expect something to happen between us last night? Is that why you slept in my bed with practically no clothes on? Hoping I'd wake up and in my fussy world of half-sleep, grab you like I would Trish and make love to you?" I asked.
She looked at me, her mouth dropped open and she started shaking her head until I finished speaking and then she said "NO!! Absolutely not!!! No Uncle, no. I never thought that, I promise you. I just want to comfort you. I swear!"
"OK, enough on that then. But you know, you are damned sexy in just panties and bra!!!" I laughed.
