Few years back my niece Jenny stayed with us for a month as she was going through a difficult divorce. Her then husband was constantly creating problems and Jenny wanted to stay with us instead of her mother. Jenny is my oldest brother's daughter and I am about 20 years older than her. After three weeks, it was quite clear my wife Linda could not stand Jenny in the house anymore.
Finally, I was able to convince my wife to go attend a wedding in her side of the family and I promised her that while she was gone I would work with Jenny to agree to go stay with Scott and Bev since they had agreed to host her. The only thing Linda wanted to hear from me was that Jenny would be out of the house by the time she returned from the wedding.
“ Do not disappoint me Jeff”, whispered Linda as I kissed her goodbye.
On our way back I started talking to Jenny about the situation I we were all facing.
I said, “Jenny, I hope you understand these things and it would be in your best interest if we made an alternate living arrangement for you.”
At first she was silent and I could see tears rolling down. I held her hand and said, “My friend Scott and Bev Martin are very close to us and they live quite close by and they have already agreed to let you stay with them.” “ Jenny, you will always be welcome to visit us anytime you want.”
Jenny said, “Jeff, I understand that you are trying to help and I don’t know how to thank you for your kindness.”
Then Jenny went on for the rest of the drive how she was trying to make sure she would not be a burden on us. I was hardly paying any attention to what she was saying since I was busy looking at her cleavage and legs. Jenny had her top button open and she had fairly large breasts. She had her short skirt pulled up showing her thighs and I am sure she knew where I kept looking. I also started to wonder if she was trying to get my attention now that my wife was not around. I wanted to change the topic and I said, “how about we stop and get something to eat?” Jenny said “Let’s go to the pizza place near the house, that way we can talk for sometime before we head home.”
The restaurant was almost empty as usual for a Sunday evening and when the hostess arrived to seat us, Jenny said “we would like to go in the back, I want us to sit in a booth.”
Jenny sat to my left in the booth against the wall and this time I noticed her pull her skirt up as she sat down.
As soon as we were done ordering our pizza, Jenny said “so Jeff do you think it is entirely my fault?”
Before I could even answer she went on with why she was not to be blamed. As Jenny kept talking she would hold my left hand for little bit and then casually place my hand on her thighs. Each time she did that, I would move my hand up and down over her thighs and then take my hand off. I would move my hand as far up her thigh as possible and then slide my fingers between her thighs till I could feel her panties. But Jenny did not show any reaction to what I was doing and kept on talking. Jenny saw I was done eating and again she took my hand and placed it on her thigh, very casually. This time I slid my hand all the way up and kept moving my fingers between her thighs so that my fingers were rubbing against her pussy. Jenny started spreading her legs apart and she started at me and said very softly,
“ Jeff, I want us to have a very close relationship and I will do what ever you want so that we can always enjoy each other.”
When we got home I quickly shaved and I really needed the cold shower. I was so horny that I had jerk off in the shower. I stood under the shower thinking about what Jenny had said in the restaurant and what Jenny’s intentions were. I had barely worn my boxers and I heard my cell phone ringing and it was my wife. She had just reached and was waiting for her bags at the baggage claim.
Linda asked, “Jeff, did you talk to Jenny about what we had decided?”
“ Jeff, tell me we are getting rid of the bitch, I cannot take it anymore.”
“ Yes Linda, she is fine with it and she understands that it is in everybody’s best interest”, I said.
While I was talking to my wife I saw Jenny walk into my bedroom wearing a short sleeve button down shirt.