The Next Time With Uncle Robert

Well, if you read the first two stories, you would know that after alcohol and hormones took over, I finally gave into my feminine desires. As a 5’6” 130 lbs skinny 18 yo, born a boy, a football player I was not. So my progression was natural I guess.

After letting ourselves go too far, Robert and I didn’t talk about the night we fucked. I’m not sure if he was embarrassed that he let himself fuck me, that I was a boy, his great nephew or all of the above. Either way, he would barely say much. Which was very frustrating knowing I learned a lot about myself that night, and enjoyed it very much. But between us it was work and home for weeks.

One day at work it really got to me and I got a sneaky idea. Uncle Robert would be out of town until 9 pm or so, which would give me plenty of time to get dolled up. I had already been shopping online and had found the perfect little black dress. Picking out black thigh high stockings, garter belt, matching bra and panties and heels, I spent most of my time on my makeup. Prior I took a long shower and ensured all of me was shaven and smooth. Around 8 I started doing my hair and finished just before he arrived home.

Hearing him come in and head straight for his room, I heard the bathroom door close. A few moments later I could tell he had come out to living room and was on the couch. Now’s the time. I held my breathe and walked out.

Walking down the hall and into the kitchen, he quickly looked up and stared. I grabbed a beer and walked it over to him. I turned to sit on the chair across from him, making sure he saw my ass in the process. First words, he said “ so how long have you had those clothes?”. We both grinned and I told him how i had saved up and had been looking for an opportunity to wear them. Told him he was lucky I didn’t have a car yet, I would’ve been driving around trying to tease men.

He quickly asked “does that turn you on?”. I nodded and said yes I had been thinking a lot about it lately. He sat down his beer, grabbed his keys and grabbed my hand. His large hand dwarfed mine but as he led me down the hall, through the front door and to his truck, he opened the door and helped me inside. Without a word, he started the truck and drove down the road.

A few moments later, he informed me that since I liked to tease, he had a friend that would be working in his business. The man would be painting and would be alone. He dared me to get out of the truck and walk to the door and ask directions. He parked far enough away to not be seen. I was scared, but knowing it was dark, I was willing to do it for him.

He drops me off a block or so away and tells me which building it would be. A small welding shop, the man was near the back door when I approached. An older man, probably 60 or more, looked surprised as I approached. He walked over and turned down the radio and asked how he could help. In my best seductive voice I informed him I was lost and looking for directions to the freeway. He seemed at a loss for words but muttered out turn by turn directions. I smiled and said thank you and turned to walk away. My heart was pounding. But it was so erotic!

I made it around the corner and to his truck and climbed inside. Grinning he asked about what his friends face looked like when he saw me. I told him that he looked shocked and I did my best to flirt. He seemed very turned on by this and drove us towards home.

We walked through the front door and near the living room when he pulled me to him and said the words I needed to hear “ you want to be a slut don’t you?”. Looking up at him, I nodded and said please….

I could feel him getting harder against me …guess what comes next?

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