It started like any other Monday for the past four weeks, stretching the stiff muscles of my back as I rolled out of bed, not looking forward to the two hours of exercises my doctors had 'prescribed' for me. I called my boss, to see if there were going to be any projects e-mailed to me, as it was still another six weeks before I could look forward to going back to work. I know that sounds weird, but I was so bored, I really was looking forward to going back to work. As the company's only graphics analyst, everyone seemed to come by my office to talk about assorted projects all day. Until 'the accident', that is. It was over a month ago, a group of us had stayed late to make Y2K preparations, I was working with the software supervisor, Michelle, when there was a loud thud in the drop ceiling above us, then a 16 foot section of the ceiling just fell down onto us.
Michelle, shielded by me as I leaned over her, only got a scratch on her forehead. I, on the other hand, absorbed the weight of about a quarter ton of insulation, heater/air-condition ducts and god knew how much electrical wiring. Somehow, the vents had let go, taking everything else with it as gravity took over. As a result, I was taken to the hospital, diagnosed with a sprained lower back, unable to lift anything over the weight of a coffee cup, and now faced at least ten weeks of physical therapy. As I wasn't allowed to drive, I couldn't go to work, the store, anywhere. Because it happened at work, I wasn't suing the company, and could do part of my job at home, the company quickly decided to pay 100% disability, plus whatever over-time I could work at home, which they conveniently paid in cash each week. A fully paid, 10 week vacation, with a cash bonus. A sweet deal , right? Wrong. Being trapped in my own home all day sucked hard. Fate smiled on my sanity, however, in the form of my niece, Tammy. My brother lived all of five streets away, about a ten minute walk, his wife having left the two of them a few years ago. Her birthday was next week, with the surprise party being here this Saturday.
She would come over after school, do her homework, help with my housework, and keep me company till Tom, my brother, would pick her up, usually around 9-10:00pm. Stretching as I walked to my bathroom, I stepped into the shower, wondering if I had any cash left in the house to pay Tammy, about twenty a day. A good deal for us all. I get my house cleaned and had company for most of the day, and she gets paid for baby-sitting her 26 year old uncle. As it was only 10:00 am, I decided to take a shower and eat later as I looked over the few things my boss had e-mailed me. In the shower, my bored mind wandered to my niece, small for her age, only 4'10", a whopping 95lbs., but already showing signs that she would have her mothers voluptuous figure. I almost envied the boys at her school, knowing how she liked to wear mini-skirts and half-tees. Her budding breasts, firm heart shaped ass, long muscular legs... She really knew how to show off her assets, without actually seeming trashy. I was half erect as I stepped out of the shower, my nine inch tool pointing out ahead of me as I dried off, thoughts of my niece fading as my guilty conscience took over. I didn't bother tying my robe for the short walk to my bedroom, expecting the house to be empty. The shock on my face was obvious when I stepped out into the hall, almost walking into my niece, coming up the stairs that lead in from the back door. I stopped, frozen, stunned. She stood rooted to her spot as well. Her eyes locked to my semi-erect cock, which was now at convenient eye level, only three feet away. My cock, enjoying the audience, slowly started to grow, which, somehow, brought me back to reality.
"Tammy... what are you doing here...? " I managed to ask as I quickly closed and tied my robe.
"There's no school this week..." She muttered, unable to look me in the eyes as she blushed a deep crimson red. "I'm sorry about... I'll head home , OK? Maybe later I can..." Her voice trailed off, although she didn't move to leave.
"No, please, don't leave... I'm sorry, I should've covered up, I just didn't think you'd be here... Listen, we'll talk, if you wanna, when I'm dressed, OK? Why don't you go online and check out my e-mails for me, see what my boss wants me to do today..." I noticed that she looked relieved that I didn't want her to leave, her eyes cautiously checking my robe for another peek at my manhood before looking up at my face.
She smiled, "Thanks, Uncle Dan... I appreciate it, really..." She said, her voice almost a whisper. She took the two steps to close the distance between us and gave me a quick hug.
It was then that I noticed what she had on, or, more correctly, almost had on. A black nylon mini skirt, black halter top, low cut to show off her budding cleavage, her nylons felt almost electric against my exposed thighs as we embraced, my hands noticing for the first time just how soft and silky her long brown hair was as I held her head to my chest. I kissed her on the top of her head, breathing in the strawberry scent of her hair, my dick twitching as our bodies pressed ever so gently together. Once in my room with the door closed and locked, I dropped my robe, my right hand automatically grabbing my now fully erect cock. I squeezed it gently, slowly catching my breath. I quickly dressed, refusing to answer the urging of my alter ego, at least with thoughts of my niece, regardless of how beautiful or sexy she was. Knowing she'd get suspicious if I wore anything but shorts and a t-shirt, I put on the loosest shorts I owned, hoping I wouldn't need them to hide any future erections. But somehow knowing I would.
I joined her at the computer, sitting down in the chair I had gotten from the doctor, which had extra back supports built in. I slid up beside her, reading what she was typing, an instant message to her friend, Bobby, a hopeful boyfriend, at least on his part.
"Boys are such pigs..." She muttered, closing the chat window with her friend. "All's he ever thinks about ..." She growled, smiling when she saw the grin on my face. "And what's so funny?"
"Nuthin... It's just that, well, girls think the same things we do, but don't give in to the thoughts, that's all..." I laughed as she punched me, glad that we were back to normal. We finished the work I had, then sat in the livingroom talking about how little there was to watch on TV during the day. Giving in, I let her rent a pay-per-view movie, more than a little surprised when she chose a rather spicy movie about two couples helping out with each others relationships, more correctly, their sex lives. I sat in my recliner, occasionally looking over at Tammy, obviously transfixed by the steamy sex scenes, noticing how her erect nipples pushed their way easily thru the thin material of her halter. My eyes didn't miss how , in her reclined position on my couch, her skirt had ridden up. I could see the hint of her shiny red panty's beneath her nylons, her crotch barely exposed by her bent legs, her knees slightly apart. Every now and then she would shift her butt around, her fidgeting making it apparent at how aroused she was becoming by the movie. The persistent throbbing in my own crotch kept me watching the movie and my niece. I had to keep my arm in front of my groin to hide the now obvious tent of a bulge. I could only hope the lust I felt wasn't too obvious in my eyes. The hornball in me soon took over, however, and I crossed my arms across my chest, shifting in my chair slightly to make my bulge a little more apparent.
During one particular scene, with a brunette going down on her fiancee, my nieces jaw dropped open, showing her surprise. Unfortunately, this was a soft core flick, and they never showed penetration. I would have liked to seen her reaction to the actors cock disappearing into the woman's mouth.
"What's she doing..." Tammy asked in a whisper, swallowing as she spoke.
'This town can't be that small...' I thought with surprise, not believing she didn't know what a blowjob was. "You mean, you've never heard of that before? What about what he just did to her?" I asked, almost hoping she'd ask about fellatio.
"Well, no..." She said embarrassed, her eyes not meeting mine as her knees wavered slightly, her legs settling on the couch about six inches apart. Quite the view, trust me.
