Uncle Tom, My Lover

My Uncle Tom (we always called him Tommie) lost his wife, my Aunt Helen,when she was 39 years old. She had a rare form of cancer that moved very fast. He was devastated. He was 3 years older than she was. They had two children, a boy 12 and a girl 10. After Aunt Helen’s death, he was at a loss for what to do. He knew nothing about running the household — doing washing, ironing, making meals, taking care of the kids, etc. And besides he had a full time job which kept him away from the house all day. He needed help, and since I had just graduated from high school and had no real prospects for a job, my Mother suggested to her brother that maybe I could help out — at least for awhile. He agreed to hire me as sort of a part-time housekeeper to do the everyday work and make sure that the kids got off to school, help them with their homework, etc. He had a big enough house, with an extra bed room, so I pretty much stayed there most of the time, with occasional trips back home to see my parents — usually 2 or 3 times a month. Our home was in the same town, but about 5 miles from Uncle Tommie’s.

For a year or so after this arrangement started,nothing unusual happened. I liked the kids very much. They were smart and well-mannered and gave me no trouble. They also learned to help with small chores around the house. Tommie was gone from early morning until about 5:00 o’clock. He was pretty depressed for awhile and didn’t say much. We talked a little at breakfast time and during supper. I could tell he missed my Aunt Helen. But, he never went out on dates or saw other ladies, even after she’d been gone a year. He pretty much stayed around the house. Tommie was very handsome and well built for a guy in his early forties. He worked out in the basement on a stationary bike and another exercise machine he had down there in the rec room.I did admire at how fit he managed to keep himself.

Then, last year, one evening, he asked me if I’d like to go to the movies with him and the kids. We did and afterwards we had some ice cream a place in the mall where the theater was located. After we came home, I put the kids to bed, as usual, and then went in to take a shower and get ready for bed. There was only one bathroom on the second floor, where I and the kids had our rooms. Tommie had his own bathroom next to his bedroom on the first floor. After I was through showering, I didn’t bother with a robe because my room was right next door and the kids were already sleep, but as I walked out into the hall, there was Uncle Tommie. I was startled because I had not expected him, and so all, I said was “Oops, sorry, I didn’t know you were up here,” and started to retreat into the bathroom.To my surprise, Tommie came right in after me, and all he said was,”Patty, you look simply lovely,” and then he took me in his arms and began to kiss me. I didn’t really know what to make of this, but strangely, I did not resist him, and soon was starting to kiss him back. As he held me, I could feel his erection through his pants, pressing into my abdomen. It felt so good. I had fooled around a few times with boyfriends in school, but I had never made love or even come close, and here was this very manly man — my own Uncle — coming onto me! After a few minutes, he said, “Patty, I know this is probably wrong, but I just couldn’t help myself. I haven’t had a woman in so long, and you looked so damn pretty tonight….” And then he began kissing me all over the front of my body,first on my breasts and then, kneeling hewent lower and lower, kissing my abdomen all over, putting his tongue in my navel, and finally kissing me all around the vaginal area. He was absolutely masterful. I was tingling all over. Then he picked me up andtook me downstairs to his bedroom and laid me on his bed. As he removed his shirt and pants, I could see his rock hard erection, sticking out of his jockey shorts, and as he took those off, I saw, for the first time, a man’s stiff penis, fully erect. It must have neen 8″ or 9″ long and it was beautiful. As he came to the bed himself, he said, “Patty, is this O.K.? I really want you.” I nodded and said, “Of course, Tommie.” I knew he hadn’t had sex in a long time, and needed me, and since I had never had sex myself,I thought it would be a very loving experience — to please this man who had grieved so long, and now wanted what he had not had in over a year.

He was very gentle. He first probed my vagina with one and then two fingers. When he found my clitoris, he rolled his fingers around it, sending a shiver up my spine, and then another and another. He then prepared to enter me with his erection, telling me that this would probably sting a little bit, but then I would enjoy it. He was right. After that initial thrust against and through my hyman, I began to feel so wonderfyul, as he thrust and thrust and probed me with his manhood. After perhaps 15 or 20 minutes of his lovemaking, I began to feel his semen pouring into me. I thought it would never stop.Then he said, “Oh God, Patty, you feel so good! Thank you. Thank you! This feels so wonderful.” He kept coming into me for probably 30 minutes or more, and then collapsed beside me. As he spooned me intio his body, I felt so comfortable in his arms, and we fell asleep together there in his bed. It was helf-way through the night, when I became half-awake to find his rock hard penis again probing my vagina from behind. We were still cuddled together, but his penis had come between my legs, and soon he was inside me again, pumping slowly but firmly, and then I fely his warm love juice again coming forth in large quantities. His strong hands were cupping my breasts, and that made me feel so good as he filled me with his love. And then we drifted off to sleep again.

It’s been almost two years since that first time. I have gotten on birth control, and Uncle Tommie and I enjoy each other several times a week now.We know it’s probably wrong, but we just can’t help ourselves now. We just love to have sex. We have to be careful around the kids, and we haven’t decided yet what we should do in the future, but right now, at 21, I’m virtually Uncle Tommie’s wife in all respects. My Mom and Dad don’t know about our love-making, and my Mom, especially would be furious if she found out — to have her own brother making love to his niece. But, for now, we are very careful and feel that it’s our own business.

Has anyone got any suggestions as to what we should do? I love the sex, but he is over twice my age, and I’m not sure if this would work out forever.

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