My grateful niece

My grateful nieceWay back, it must have been about 20 years ago, my niece had just gotten a divorce and her first born was like 2 or something, my niece was 23 or so. She was moving into a very small, one bedroom apartment and I went over to give a hand, move furniture, clean up stuff. We had been had this, a large part of our family and I, when I cam to realize that we really didn’t have a lot of money and in fact was missing what I considered essentials when you have a baby. So I asked my sister, her mom, if she could take care of the baby while Cindy and I went shopping. “We should be gone most of the afternoon – she needs a whole lot of stuff”, I said. When we got in the car Cindy asked what I wanted to buy.”What do you need little one? I would think you’d need a bed for the baby – on his own – you can’t be sleeping with him. I think a kitchen table a four basic chairs would be in order. A small TV and VHS player, some cartoons for the baby.””Oh no”, she said, “I couldn’t accept. Maybe some food and stuff but not that. This is way too much. “But I would have none of it. Her dad, my no good brother in law, had left them when she was younger so my sister didn’t have ankara escort all that much money and while I wasn’t “well off”, I could spare a few hundred bucks for my niece. I’ll spare you the boring shopping details but suffice it to say that, as the day wore on, my niece was smiling and her spirits were lifting. We had a quick lunch and managed to buy most everything I wanted, as mentioned above. We made our way to the car, deciding that we could go again the next day for more stuff. When we got to the car, I held the door open for her and couldn’t help but look down her shirt. “Dirty old fuck” I thought to myself, “voyeuring your own niece”. “Well thank you uncle, I feel like a lady having a man hold the door open like this for me”. “You ARE a lady little one. One day you’ll meet some man who will treat you like you should be treated.” As I sat in the driver seat, she leaned over to give me a kiss on the cheek to thank me. She leaned a little too far over and I brushed my arm on her left tit. Not moving, she looked into my eyes and said”Thank you, thank you. I really don’t know what to say and how to thank you. I feel encouraged and hopeful. With the furniture ankara escort bayan delivered next week, I’ll feel like I’m back on my feet”.She got closer and kissed me on the cheek again but held my face, all the while my arm brushing her firm tit. I put my hand on her thigh and said she was welcome, a pleasure and all that. She wouldn’t move back out and looking into my eyes said:”Let me thank you” and kissed me full on the lips. I didn’t know what to do but man the girl could kiss. Soft lips, sucking my lips a little. I couldn’t stop myself from turning a little facing her and hugging her. She started to lick my lips with her tongue and I thought this was not going anywhere good. “Cindy, I can’t really” I said with the conviction of an alcoholic in front of a Grand Martini. Still kissing me, she took my left hand, on her stomach and put it on her right tit. “Kiss me uncle, let me thank you. Let me take care of you.” Well what’s a man to do? I kissed her back, grabbed her tit, even venturing down to go under her shirt. She made no move to stop me. So I inched my way up and stroked her now hard nipple over her bra. She had perfect size tits, just escort ankara enough to fill my hands. She started to breath a little harder and looked into my eyes – let me thank you. And grabbed my zipper. She must have done this before because in less than 30 seconds my hardening dick was out being sucked on by a very experience girl. All the while, stroking her tits, I lifted her bra a little and that little tit popped right out into my hands. Guys, when you’re forty or so, getting your dick sucked on in a parking lot by a 20 something, it is very easy going back to being a teenager. I just let her take care of me, let myself go. Guys, she was goooooood. Very good. Licking all around, grabbing hard, jerking while sucking. The whole show. And having those hard little nipples in my hands didn’t do anything to stop her either. “Oh Cindy, I’m going to cum in your mouth honey, don’t – slow down and, stop I don’t want to come in your mouth… if…you….don’t..want me to”, but it was too late. I came and she clamped down hard, not losing a drop. She kept sucking until nothing could come out of my dick. When she got back up, I looked down at her tits and said. “You’re beautiful honey”, I said. Smiling, she let me look a little. I kissed her nipples, but we HAD to go back. “Uncle, I’ll need to thank you properly later. Why don’t you stay for dinner and I’ll offer you to sleep over on the couch. How could I refuse?