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I was a little surprised by the e-mail I received from Jenna. She had mentioned that she was planning to visit my city for an internship program and asked me if she could stay with me for six to nine months. Jenna was my niece and she was doing her master's degree. We had kept in touch with her on a regular basis, but had not seen her in ages. The last time I had seen her was about five years ago. It was a time of great sorrow for me, it was the funeral of my wife and our two kids. They had died in a tragic accident, the result of a drunk driver. My late wife and Jenna's mother Sue had been very close. They were both gorgeous and loving. I am fifty-five years old, but I keep myself in great shape. My love for outdoors and counselling helped me to deal with the loss. I had gotten back to dating a few women, but after spending over twenty years with wife, I found them shallow and boring. All of them were gorgeous and were wonderful sexually, but I just could not find someone suitable. In fact, I had heard that there was office pool on who and how long I was going to be with a woman.
Jenna had been our favorite niece and I was delighted that she would be able to spend some time with me. A few days later, I went to pick Jenna up at the airport. I was looking around for her, when a gorgeous young woman in halter top and low hip jeans walked up to me and gave me a big hug and a wet kiss on my mouth. I was trying to recover from this when I heard the familiar laughter and a scream "Uncle Rog, great to see you. " I was stunned. This gorgeous creature was my niece. She had her mother's good looks and wonderful smile. We picked up her luggage and went home in the car. All the way home, she was talking constantly, and I realised how much I missed by my daughter.
I took Jenna to my daughter's bedroom and set her things down. She wanted to go for a swim and invited me along. I went into my bedroom and changed into my swimming trunk. When I passed by her room, I noticed the door was ajar and her top and jeans were on the bed. I shouted that I was ready and waiting for her. I heard her say from the bathroom that she be ready in a minute. So I went into the room and seated myself. The bathroom door opened and my jaw dropped to the floor. Jenna emerged from the door completely nude, her lovely breasts swaying as she walked. She did not appear agitated and wondered if she could swim in the nude? Our backyard is completely isolated and overlooks the river. So there are no nosy neighbors peeking at the pool. My wife and I used to swim in the nude regularly. I hesitated, mainly because of the bulge in my trunks. She stood in front of me and lifted my hands and placed them on her breasts. She said "These are size 34C, don't like them Roger?" I noticed that uncle had been dropped. My eyes wandered down to her navel. She had a stud in her belly button which I had not noticed before. Moving down further, I noticed that she was completely shaved and smooth. Pink lips of her vagina seemed to moist. Then I before I could make a move, her hands opened the tie of my swimming trunks and before long my pants were around my feet. Released from the confines, my cock sprung out and attained its full length of 7 inches. Jenna ran her finger over the shaft, touching the sensitive head and touching the precum with her slender fingers.
I was at a loss for words. The sensation was incredible, a beautiful young woman was in front of me, yet I could hear the shouting at the back of my head to stop this madness and run. The sudden shrill note of the telephone startled both of us. Being closest to the telephone, Jenna answered. It was her mom, making sure that she was home safe. I spoke to her as well, assuring her that Jenna had arrived safely and we were going outside for a swim. After hanging up both of us went to back yard and swam a number of laps. She was bent on chasing me around the pool, trying to feel me, but I stayed out of reach. We lit up the BBQ and had some grilled chicken and marinated salmon for supper. By this time, I had grown used to her nudity and we ate our supper in the nude. She talked about her sexual adventures and how she found the men of her own age immature. She complained that most men she had made love to did not engage in fore play but were interested in just sex.
Next day Jenna and I went shopping. She seemed to have very refined taste and she bought business clothes. Every time she tried something on, she would seek my approval. At every shop, the sales girls would invariably refer to her as my girl friend. We then wandered into an up scale lingerie store. The store had the facility for women to try on underwear and for a partner to view them. She stepped out of her short skirt and handed me her panties. I noticed that they were slightly wet. When I looked up, she smiled at me mischievously. I put them in my pocket and watched her try on various panties, mostly thongs and g-strings. She selected the ones she needed and we paid for the merchandise and left. We were holding hands like lovers and walking around the mall. I noticed that she had started calling me Roger. The uncle prefix seemed to have vanished. While we stopped for an ice-cream when I put my hand in my pocket for change, I felt the moist pair of panties she had given me earlier. My eyes widened and she seemed to take delight in that. On our drive home, Jenna commented that she rarely wore panties and liked the freedom, the feel of fresh air over her smooth hairless pussy.
