Weekend with my niece by laterlifestories

I’m the youngest of seven so there is an obvious age gap between myself and my oldest brother.  I had temporarily moved back in with my parents because I was changing apartments and the lease dates didn’t overlap. It was during those two or three weeks my oldest brother and his wife asked my parents if they could watch their four kids for a weekend. They hated to put more on our parents, but they were going through a rough patch in their marriage and they really needed a weekend away in hopes of reconnecting.  Naturally their oldest daughter thought she should have been able to stay at the house by herself, but her parents told her they wanted her to help watch her siblings so it wouldn’t be so hard on her grandparents. Just like my my siblings and I, there was an age gap between my oldest niece and her youngest brother, as he was an unplanned souvenir after a family friend’s wedding a few years back.

The next part is the same worn out story about an uncle not having much contact with his niece only to one day discover just how much she had grown and matured. While it is a story that’s been told again and again, that was the situation that played out when my niece walked into my parents house that day.

That Friday when the quad arrived, nothing much happened other than simply noticing my niece, her firm body and tight curves. She had blonde hair that went beneath her shoulders and she wore athletic shorts which both seemed unnecessarily short and too loose around her thin the legs.  However, with a houseful of people there was nothing more that I could do other than look and enjoy those discrete glances when I could get them.

Early the next morning I was sent on a quick grocery store run and my mom asked me to take my niece along with me, just so she could get out of the house. Things had been tense at my niece’s house and my mom knew she needed a vacation as much as her parents did. It wasn’t much, but a few minutes without her siblings demanding her attention was all the relief she could offer her granddaughter at the moment. 

Our errand didn’t take long, but while we were out we began to talk. At first it wasn’t anything earth shattering, but when we were on our way home the conversation started to take a turn. It started with her talking about how she hoped this weekend was good for her parents as she didn’t think they were having sex anymore. That led to her talking about one friend who was very sexually active and then her commenting about wanting a serious boyfriend like her friend had.  The conversation stopped there because we arrived home, but I was taken aback by how we’d gone from idle chat to her bringing up sexual topics involving her parents, friend and her. Less thank 24-hours ago I’d have described my niece as a goofy kid and a bit of a tom-boy, but now she not only looked sexually tempting, but she was openly talking about her own sexual desires.

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BATH WITH A VIEW

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After lunch my mom started cycling everyone through the two bathrooms which had tubs, so we could head out for some fun that afternoon. Since I had showered before heading to the grocery store I was asked if I could hang out in the bathroom while my youngest nephew took his bath. I didn’t need to do anything, just ensure he was safe and that he actually used soap.

He was just finishing his bath when I heard someone come into the master bathroom. I turned expecting to see my mom but instead it was my niece. Her hair was wet and she was wearing a robe, obviously having just finished her shower in the other bathroom. I was in my parent’s bathroom and she’d been showering in the bathroom which was located right next to her room. Coming in here was a special trip, one I assumed she made so she could check on her brother. 

I acted as casually as I could as she stood there, and I let my nephew play in the tub as I knelt by the tub and talked to his big sister. My parent’s bathroom is fairly big and at first she stood several feet away, but soon she stepped closer until she was standing next to the tub as well. As we talked she casually lifted her foot closest to me up and placed it on the side of the tub in a Captain Morgan style pose.  I couldn’t help myself, I discretely tried to look up and between the raised fabric, alas, her raised leg was actually blocking any chance I had to see inside her robe. The irony of the situation wasn’t lost on me when I realized that from the tub, my nephew was in the perfect position to see inside her robe, but he was too young to appreciate or even care about the opportunity he had.

I turned back to my nephew so it wouldn’t be obvious I was staring, wishing I could trade places with him and then I had an idea.  As my niece continued to talk to me, about nothing in particular, I leaned across the tub to grab a toy sitting on the other side of the tub. I could have stretched and reached it easily, but I chose to lean to the extent my entire body stretched across the tub, as if the toy was much further away than it was. Having grabbed the toy I turned to face her as I responded to something she said.  Being sprawled across the tub in this way, I was now able to see where robe had opened slightly around her raised foot.  It was only a quick glance, but I saw enough to know for certain she’d left the bathroom without putting on panties. During my quick glance I didn’t see any hair, but I didn’t know if that meant I simply couldn’t see the blonde hair, if she shaved/trimmed or whether she didn’t grow a thick bush. I didn’t care what the answer was, I’d just stolen a peak of my niece’s pussy, and that turned me on more than I’d believed it could have 24-hours before.

After my quick peek inside her robe, her foot came down and we continued to talk. I couldn’t believe my luck in her coming to check on her brother, coupled with her being so blissfully unaware of the glimpse she’d given me. It obviously hadn’t crossed her mind that her uncle might see her as a sexual object; otherwise, she’d have been more careful about how she dressed and stood around me. Living in a house with 3 younger brothers she likely walked around like this all the time and didn’t consider her attire a big deal. With me being family, she likely viewed me in the same way as her brothers, and as such, modesty concerns didn’t cross her mind.

My naive view of her, and her actions, soon became challenged when she turned to face me more directly as we continued to speak. Once more her foot casually lifted up and came to rest on the side of the tub, only this time it was the foot further away from me. By raising her back foot this time, without even looking, I knew that her leg wouldn’t be blocking my view if her robe once again became parted. I wanted to look, to see if luck shined on my perverted mind, but I needed to wait for the right opportunity, or else risk being noticed. It was a struggle to keep my eyes looking up as my mind raced as to what I might see if only I could look further down her still wet skin and inside her carelessly open robe.

It turned out, I didn’t need to think of a lame excuse to divert my gaze, because she soon turned and looked away from me. As her torso twisted and her head turned to look behind her, her foot remained propped up on the tub. From that awkward stance she began commenting on the double sinks in the bathroom, as if they were the most interesting thing in the world. To my amazement, she began asking more questions about them than any new home-buyer ever would. During all of this. her body and head remained turned, looking towards the sinks and away from me, thus providing me complete immunity to glace, gaze and stare, anywhere I wanted.

As her questioning continued I tried to answer them the best I could but it was hard to think as my eyes were fixated on the milky flesh behind the robe. which had draped open slightly as it parted along her raised leg. 

I was nervous about being caught blatantly staring inside her robe, so my eyes frequently darted up to ensure she wasn’t turning back towards me. Fortunately, I didn’t need worry as she remained unusually fixated on the sink and every little thing that was near it. As the seconds ticked by I became both bolder and more scared, but I couldn’t help being drawn to this once in a lifetime peep show.

Technically my view wasn’t ideal because her leg, robe and shadows obscured some of what I longed to see clearly, but that didn’t matter. The sight of bare flesh, vertical slit and wisps of hair made my heart race and cock stiffen as I tried to memorize every detail for later.. As I sat there staring and lusting over my niece, I began to wonder just how accidental this was.

For obvious reasons I was too distracted to hear someone coming; fortunately, my niece wasn’t. Her body turned back towards me and her leg suddenly dropped to the floor just before my mom stepped into the bathroom.  My mom was mildly annoyed to find my nephew’s bath wasn’t over yet, so she urged me to hurry him up. She then turned her focus on her oldest granddaughter and told her she needed to get ready because we were leaving soon.

I told my mom the bath was finished and I’d just been letting him play, which seemed to soothe her mood. As the water began to drain from the tub I lifted my nephew out and I watched both my mom and niece leave the bathroom. 

A minute later I was in the room my nephews were sleeping and I grabbed the clothes my mom had laid out for him to wear.  I’d just sat down on the floor when I heard the door open across the hall.  A shadow appeared as my niece walked into the room, still wearing her robe.