While his wife was getting better acquainted with his daughter, Jim Phillips was on his business trip.
Well no, not really.
The day earlier, he'd signed all the contracts, had a nice dinner with the new clients, gone back to his hotel suite and called it a night.
Now, and for the next two days, it was time to relax. As the limo pulled up in front of the inviting home, Jim felt himself relaxing already. He smiled. He got his suitcases out of the trunk, told the driver to pick him up late tomorrow evening and went to the front door and rang the bell.
The door opened and the woman answering it was a walking wet dream. Jim literally gasped when she answered the door, a tall, Norwegian blonde in black, stiletto PVC boots that went all the way up her legs. Her hair hung loosely, halfway down her back, leonine in appearance. Her emerald eyes glowed with passion.
On her nearly 6' tall body, she wore a tight-fitting PVC dress that ended just below her waist. Scandalously short, it showed off strategic points on her body, some of her was covered with black PVC, some of it was see-through. She looked amazing.
In the boots, she was a good 4" taller than Jim and he stood to kiss her, her arms wrapping around him, her lips practically fused to his own. "Hello to you too beautiful" he said when they parted. The beauty of his sister-in-law had not dimmed in the 3 years they'd been lovers. "Where's Angi?"
"She's upstairs, waiting. Hurry darling!" she said as she yanked his arm and led her up the stairs to the bedroom. He couldn't wait to fuck Kirsten, she was one of the most incredible lovers he had ever known. As much as he loved, adored, desired Marina, the hold Kirsten and Angi had over him was inescapable. He could no more stop loving Kirsten than he could stop breathing.
He walked into the bedroom and saw the second of his pair of lovers, beautiful, sexy, young Angi. Dressed in a similar outfit to Kirsten's own, Angi wore the same black thigh-high boots and PVC dress. One of the subtle differences was Angi's was red where Kirsten's was black.
Both women glowed with health and their Nordic good looks were overwhelming, as with his pretty Alicia and his ex-wife. He walked over to the bed where Angi was reclining and kissed her, feeling her tongue glide over his lips. "Hello gorgeous."
Her perfect smile dazzled him as he felt Kirsten hug him from behind. "Hello Uncle Jim" Angi said.
Mother and daughter. Both were his lovers, both had kept him going when Corinne had walked out on him. He adored them both, they were in his blood.
He had not intended to share these women, certainly not his niece. As his mind drifted back to that day, nearly 3 years prior, he felt a goofy grin cross his face.
He had always been close to his sister-in-law and niece, moreso after Kirsten had the sense to throw the wife-beating drunk she'd married out of the house. He checked in on them regularly and he made sure to help them whenever they needed it, he helped Kirsten get a good job with a friend who owed him a favor, he made sure Angi had money enough to go to a good University. Whatever they needed, he was only to happy to provide. What good was money if one couldn't help family?, Jim reasoned.
Jim had driven to the home his sister-in-law and niece shared to deliver a birthday present to Angi, who had just turned eighteen. He'd bought her a nice silver necklace & locket he thought she'd like and wanted to deliver it personally.
He knocked on the door and when Angi saw it was him, she wrapped her arms around him and kissed him and gave him the biggest hug. She was always glad to see her favorite uncle. "I'm your ONLY uncle" Jim said, laughing.
Angi laughed along with him. Angelica β no one called her that β had grown up to be a beautiful young woman, almost a carbon-copy of her mother. He noticed the outfit she was wearing, a crop-top that came just below her breasts and a skirt that was so short it might has well have been a bandage. He frowned a bit.
"Uncle Jim, what's wrong?"
"Don't you think that outfit is a little β daring?"
"Oh Uncle Jim, don't be such an old fart. A lot of girls dress this way nowadays. Don't you think I have a nice body?"
"Yes, but that's not the point Angi ... "
"Uncle Jim, that is precisely the point. I'm not embarrassed to show my body."
He could see why. She had sweet, round breasts, a smooth, flat tummy toned from lots of exercise and long, tanned legs. Even her feet were sexy, with cute toes that were painted pink.
When Angi came and sat on his lap, he became a little uncomfortable. She squirmed a bit, rubbing her ass against him. It felt so good, Jim felt guilty. This was his niece, for Chrissakes, rubbing her ass all over him. It felt so good, so smooth and round and he knew she was only wearing a thong and ...
Jim pushed her away. "Angi, this isn't right. I'm you're uncle, I'm more than twice your age. What would your mother say?"
Angi smiled that sweet smile and lifted her top off, baring her apple-round breasts. "Uncle Jim, she'd say Fuckin'-A!"