"Come on. Dance with this old man!" I told my niece one night. I was at a club with my wife and my niece showed up with a couple of her friends. She didn't want to, but I dragged her out onto the dance floor. It wasn't a slow song, so we were dancing apart, but although we were apart, we kept looking at each other. She had a smile on her face, enjoying the moment, but her eyes never left my face. I, on the other hand, smiled back at her but often took a chance and kept checking her out. Oh, I know. That's perverted! She's my niece! But you have to understand, she's a sexy thing!
She has beautiful blue eyes and a smile that lights up the room. She has blonde hair that frames a face that is really easy to look at. Her breasts aren't large, but while dancing I couldn't help but notice their natural bounce. Looking down, I couldn't help but notice the flair of her hips and her ass. It's a little larger than the rest of her body, but on her it looks pretty good. I've always been a bit of an ass man and I couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to be grabbing that plump derriere as we were making out or better yet, making love.
I know she caught me checking her out because her smile changed from a plain old smile of someone having a good time into one that said; "I know you're checking me out!" It was almost a smug smile, if you know what I mean. Whenever I looked back at her face I noticed her eyes had never left me. Like she was staring into my soul. It was a bit unnerving to realize I'd been caught and it made me really self-conscious. I almost asked her why she was staring so intently at me but chickened out. I probably didn't really want to know the answer because it might prove my suspicions correct.
When the dance ended, I was almost relieved. Her friends were calling to her but before she left, she leaned in and kissed me. Right on the lips. Pulling away I noticed that smug smile again. It wasn't the first kiss on the lips we had shared. We often gave each other little pecks on the lips, but it was the first one where I knew she had caught me checking her out and it was just a millisecond longer than usual. It made me ponder the 'what if's'. As she turned to walk away, I almost stared at her ass but instead I caught sight of my wife watching me. I quickly shut down the impure thoughts in my head and made my way back to the table.
My wife and I finished out the evening, shared a few quick dances and when a slow dance came up, I found myself holding her a little tighter than usual. As we were rubbing against each other I couldn't get the thought of my sexy niece out of my head and even though it was my wife I was dancing with, in my mind, it was my niece. I was pretty hard.
Let me explain a bit. I've been married for over 30 years to my wife. Like most, we started out our marriage fucking like rabbits! We experimented with all sorts of positions, locations and scenarios. Life was good. We made love three or four times a week. After our first child was born, it slowed down some, like most people. Money was tight and we were tired a lot more often and just didn't seem to find the time or energy. When my son was born with medical problems it seemed to throw a switch in my wife's mind. It was like she thought it was my fault! Our sex lives went from once or twice a week to once or twice a month. Over the years even that dwindled to once every couple of months to almost non-existent. Finally, it's been a couple of years since we've even hinted at having sex. We are good friends and care deeply about each other, but the spark has totally gone out. I've tried a few times over the years to initiate things, but nothing seems to make a difference. Our kids are long gone from the house, but that hasn't made a difference. For out 30th anniversary, with the help of our daughter, we spent a really nice full day together. Wine tasting, mineral baths and massage, nice dinner and a night at a nice hotel with a casino. When we were done there, we went to our room to celebrate with wine and cheese. Popped the cork, had a glass and tried to get her to share the huge shower. No luck. When I got out of the shower, she was sound asleep.
That is my excuse for looking at my niece like I did (and many other attractive women!). I'm still a healthy male with a normal sex drive which is not being met at home. I've never cheated on my wife, even after such a long dry spell. Although I fantasized often about other women and more recently my niece, I never thought it would come to anything. That is, until a few months later.
My niece, who's name by the way is Cary, graduated from a state-run corrections academy and was being assigned to the same facility I worked at as a Sergeant. I work away from home and have a small apartment in the town where my prison is. To help save some money for both of us, we decided it would be a good idea for her to move in with me for a while until she could transfer back to a facility closer to her home where her live-in boyfriend was taking care of her 12-year-old daughter. We could share the cost of rent, food and utilities. Both of us went home on our days off, which weren't the same all the time and we often worked different shifts. It was hard living with her and keeping my fantasies in check, but I managed.
We were living like that for a couple of months, like two ships passing in the night, hardly seeing each other that much until she was assigned to work the same shift as me. Then we started spending a little more time together and got a chance to talk, a lot.
I learned that she and her boyfriend weren't on the best of terms since she started this new career. They often had little fights and things in the bedroom weren't quite what it used to be. She also learned about my marriage and lack of a sex life. We would share a few drinks and commiserate with each other but talking is all we did. When it was time to go to bed, we'd kiss good night and go our separate ways. The problem, if you could call it that, is when it got to be time for work. We'd both vie for the bathroom at about the same time. One morning I had overslept a bit and was in a rush to get in the shower. The bathroom door was ajar and as I grabbed the knob to enter what I saw was Cary standing there totally naked with a towel covering her head drying her hair. I know she didn't see me because of the towel, but I sure saw her! Instant hard-on! She was everything I had fantasized she'd be. Before she could see me staring at her, I stepped back a few paces and called out her name. "Cary. Are you in the bathroom? I'm running a little late and need to take a shower."
"I'll be right out, Don. I'm done in here." When she stepped out, she was wrapped in a towel and had one like a turban on her head. Her skin still had some water droplets on it and was a little red from the hot water. The towel was bunched at the top of her breasts with just a slight hint of cleavage showing. The bottom of the towel was very high up on her thighs and barely covered that delicious ass of hers.
"Wow! What a sexy sight you are first thing in the morning!" I told her. She blushed a bit as she stepped by me. I couldn't resist. I swatted her on her ass as she passed by.
She jumped a bit at the contact and giggled. "You think so?"
