Seduced by his Niece
Rod was at his brother's house, invited for Sunday lunch. Every couple of months or so, he got a similar invite and it would have been inconsiderate to refuse. In any case, living on his own in a small downtown apartment meant it was a bit of a treat, food wise and, also, he got to see his delectable young niece Sophie, who was growing up way too fast.
At 36, he was a younger brother in a family that had always lived in the Chicago suburbs. Rod had a decent job as a fixer and problem solver for a thriving pharmaceutical company, operating in Illinois. However, his salary was nowhere near that of elder brother, Josh, who was a partner in a prominent City law firm.
The food, as always, was excellent; prepared, on this occasion, by their new French cook and housekeeper, Madame Raines. He always felt like a pauper when he came to visit, and, sitting down to eat in their Spanish style dining room, just underlined that feeling. They lived in Naperville, one of the better areas of Chicago's affluent suburbs. And, it was a fine house, as befitting the high earning power of his brother and his wife. He a top lawyer and she a senior radiographer at Chicago's Saint Joseph Hospital.
His elder brother, Josh, now 45, looked at his younger brother from across the table "Say, Rod, how did your holiday go. It was a hotel in Mexico, wasn't it?"
Maggie, his wife, put down her fork and showed interest. She wanted to hear just how good he thought the hotel had been.
"It was just great," he smiled. "Superb standards, good food, excellent beaches, everything you'd want, really."
He looked up and smiled around the table. The Salter's had 2 children from their long surviving marriage, a son, Hank, aged 20 and Sophie, only just turned 18.
Sophie, a blue eyed, curly haired, blonde, was a very pretty girl; growing up fast.
Rod couldn't help having erotic thoughts every time he looked at her. And he was looking at her now. If his brother ever suspected what he would like to do with her?......
"We are thinking of having a vacation soon," said Maggie, interrupting his thoughts. "Do you think we would enjoy that hotel?"
Rod shook his head. "Oh, I don't think it would suit families" he replied. There's a lot of nudity in and around the hotel and it seems to be encouraged." As he said it, he tried to visualise
her
naked and posing sexily at the hotel 'swimming pool. Now that
would
be something, he mused. At 43, his brothers' lovely wife still had a great figure.
"Nudity did you say?" Cried Hank, bringing him back to reality, "hey, maybe we should go......."
Sophie laughed at her brother. "Well nobody would want to see your puny little body, naked, that's for sure."
Hank threw his napkin at her.
"Hey come on you two, no fighting".........interjected Maggie...."if you're finished at the table, you may leave."
Then, after dinner, the three adults retired to the lounge and talked about work, politics and other varied subjects, before the subject turned to cameras. Rod asked Josh for his advice as he was thinking about getting something "state of the art."
When Maggie went to talk to Madame Raines, Josh fished out some camera brochures and they began to go through them. Then, Sophie came in and sat opposite. And, as usual, showed a lot of her tanned, shapely, legs as she flicked through a magazine. Rod desperately wanted to look, but felt restrained. After all, her father was sitting right next to him, giving the benefit his expert knowledge on various matters. But, despite this, Rod still managed to have the odd sly look and was rewarded when she crossed her legs and showed just a glimpse of white panties. Then Josh was called to the phone and Rod took the opportunity to sit back on the sofa and admire the view opposite. For her part, Sophie kept adjusting her position and crossing her legs frequently, drawing his eyes to her legs like a magnet. Then, to his shame, she caught him looking. Their eyes met and he saw a little knowing smirk spread on her lips. Rod felt hot under the collar and was annoyed at himself for falling into her trap.
Soon after, Sophie left the lounge and re-appeared a couple of minutes later holding a camera and some photographs. "Do you like
my
new camera?" She asked, "I've only had it a couple of weeks. Daddy bought it for my birthday." Rod examined the camera, which he could tell was an expensive one.
"It's very nice," he commented.
"Taken many photos yet?" He asked.
She produced a small pile and he went through them out of politeness. Most were of teenage girls, who seemed to be either dancing around, or just sticking out their tongues and giggling.
"Very good," he commented, as he picked through them, quickly.
"A few were sort of spoiled," she said, as she moved closer and picked one out from the back of the pile "Like this one I took of myself, where I cut my head off."
She handed across a photo showing her posing in white panties and cut off at the naval.
Rod's eyes nearly popped out as he stared at it.
"Jesus," he muttered inaudibly.
"You can keep that one if you want" she said, watching him closely. "I was going to throw it out anyway."
"Sure" he said eventually and casually placed it in his inside pocket. He would drool over it later.
Sophie smirked knowingly. She had just known her uncle Rod would appreciate that one in particular. Now she would do some more sexy ones and torment the life out of him. She would enjoy doing that...it would be fun. Maybe, she could pop one or two in the post without even saying who they were from. At least she knew now that he would appreciate them. She had seen the way he looked at her..........
Later, Rod hadn't got a mile down the road, when he stopped his car somewhere safe and got out the photograph. He looked at it for a long time............then drove on. It had milked his favourite fantasy; which was him, getting his hands on her superb young body .....
That night, he lay in bed and wanked himself silly as he gazed at the same photograph. If he got his way, the fucking little tease was going to get it.... good and proper. And, before she was very much older. But, deep down. he knew that a fantasy was one thing, the real thing was altogether different. The consequences of which would be.....well..... unthinkable.
Then, a few days later, just when he had got her out of his mind, he found a letter on his door mat. He opened it up to find a photo of a young girl coming out of a shower, who just
had
to be his niece. It was similar to the one she had given him on the Sunday; no face, just a girl and her panties, albeit, different panties. She was wet and so were the panties. "Oh fuck" groaned Rod.
Then, on a weekday night, after he had got home from work, he got a call from Maggie, his sister in law.
He wondered what she wanted, as she took a while to get round to the purpose of the call. She was a talkative person, who was always inquisitive as to what was going on in his life. Usually, he gave very little away. However, eventually, she got to the point. Sophie had had her 18
