8 Chapter 07 - Desired For Uncle (1/2)

Linda was crushing, extra hard on James. She had been so hot for him, everytime she masturbated, as her fantasy, she thought of him. Rubbed her clit raw, came over and over thinking of him. She was thirty-five and hadn't had any boyfriend in years. This crush had been going on for years, nothing could stop it and she was ready to do something about it.

James was forty-two. He had dark hair and deep brown eyes. His look was one of mystery and rugged good looks. He was a sweet, kind man. He had even provided her with a computer to use for her schooling while hers was in the shop. There was only one problem with James, he was married. Even worse, he had been married to her aunt since she was a child. James was her uncle.

She was determined to see if he was even the least bit interested in her either. She disconnected a few wires from the back of the computer and made a call to him.

When James answered, he knew it was her. ”Hi Lin. How're you. How's school?”

”Not too good, Uncle James. I woke up today and tried to turn on the computer. It's not working and I have a paper due by the weekend.” She moaned.

He checked his calendar for the daily plans before telling her he will be over by noon to look at it. She happily thanked him for rushing over, hung up and went to her room to change. Slipping into the short skirt and skimpy tank top made her feel extra sexy. She was dressing for him now and she hoped he liked it. She slipped into a tiny thong and fixed her skirt. Her shirt was tight, revealing. She didn't wear a bra, her tits were too tight in the tank already. Her nipples pressed at the thin fabric.

She cleaned up her apartment while she waited. Pacing and replaying the scene in her mind. She planned to lean over next to him, letting him see down her shirt. Flirting and finally teasing him.

A knock on the door startled her from her fantasy. She painted her lips with sheer gloss before answering. As she opened the door, her uncle smiled. His eyes seemed to be searching her face, then dropped to her tits. She turned, to allow him in and closed the door behind him. As he walked away toward the room she used as an office, she clicked the lock and followed him.

She entered the room and he was kneeling on the floor. His muscles showed through the t-shirt he wore. She sauntered over after him, dropping to her knees beside him. He checked the cords and the outlet. She leaned in closer. His eyes drifted to her chest once more. She looked up at him and smiled. ”See something you like?”

His face flushed, lowering his eyes to his lap. He nodded. ”I'm sorry about that, I just like a nice rack.”

She leaned over closer. ”It's okay Uncle James. I like it when my tits get noticed.”

He turned his back to her, continuing with the computer. She left the room, returning moments later with two glasses of wine. Handing one to her uncle, she took the other and sat on the chair near him. His eyes found her face while he took a long drink of his wine. She smiled at him, sipping hers.

Suddenly, she tipped her glass and the red wine poured over the edge and down her shirt. The red spot grew, she rushed to peel the shirt off. She stood before her uncle with her nipples poking from her bare breasts. He gasped. Knowing that he was enjoying the show, she used the shirt to pat herself dry. This caused her nipples to poke out at him. He saw where this was going and sipped more of his wine.

She moved closer to him. ”So, do you really like them? I think they like you.” She giggled like a school girl, showing him her bouncy chest, complete with rock hard nipples.

His face was crimson now, he could barely speak. ”Nice. Lin, real nice. Now, go put a shirt on.” he said.

She moved even closer. ”Are you sure you want me to do that? You could touch them first, see how they feel.”

He backed up a little, ”I'm your uncle and I'm married, now go get dressed.”