Note : This story is completely fictional!
It was just another boring Saturdayβnothing really exciting or great about it, even if it is my 21st birthday. So what if I can drink now? It's not like someone is going to ask me out to a bar or anything, she thought to herself, as she sat out on her Uncle Rafferty's steps.
Constance was a lovely woman: long blonde hair that went cascading down her back with long legs, and dark creamy skin; a body that any woman would die for; green eyes so dark that they would shine like the silvery moon. She was liked by everyone that knew her.
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"Wayde, I want the bar to be perfect tonight. It is my niece's birthday, but everyone is to act like it is a ordinary night. This will be the first time that she has ever been in a bar; I want things to be special."
" No problem boss."
"Mr. And Mrs. Radcliff, I have a proposition for you, and if you decide to take it I will pay you very handsomely. Today is my niece's birthday and I will be bringing her to my club tonight for what I believe will be her first sexual experience and I want everything to be special in every way."
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As Rafferty came around to where she had been sitting for the longest time, he couldn't help but feel his groin tighten.
"Happy birthday, my darling niece."
"Thanks, Uncle Rafferty. I didn't think that anyone would remember."
"Hey, how could I forget my favorite niece's birthday?"
"It seems that mom and dad has."
"You know my brother; he forgets everything. Don't worry, he will remember before too long, and then come begging for you to forgive him."
"Yeah, I guess you're right."
"I want to take you out for your birthday tonight; why don't you go get ready...and wear something sexy."
Why would Uncle want me to wear something sexy? Putting it out of her mind she strolled into the house to take a shower and put on her best outfit.
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"You look lovely," he said, as he escorted her to the car. "I thought we would go out to dinner first, then to the club for a bit. I have some things that I need to take care of."
"Oh, Uncle, can we?"
"Sure, and I might even let you drink some, now that you are old enough."
"Oh, Uncle," as he brushed the side of her leg.
Once inside the restaurant they were seated in the back where they could have some privacy, and where they were seated she had no idea about the couple that was in the back of the now-private room. It was just them and the couple that remained.
"Thanks, Uncle! You have made my birthday better!"
"My pleasure, love, but we're not alone," he whispered, pointing to the couple that were now almost naked. Over from where they were seated, she could not see them clearly.
"Yes, I can see. What on earth are they doing?"
"Let's watch and find out. Come over here closer to me and sit," he said quietly, putting his hand on the middle of her back.
It made chills run down her spine; she had never felt that way with any man's touch and craved more of his attentions.
"Are they doing what I think they are doing?"
"Yes, I believe so."
"Oh, my God."
"Constance have you ever..."
"No, I've never."
"My brother should be proud."